Sam's Visit
Title: Sam’s Visit Part One Author: myguys_sam_dean Characters: Sam, Dean Rating R Word Count: 378 Disclaimer: I own nothing Supernatural. Just borrow the characters every now and then. Summary: written for fanfic100 prompt #002- Middle. Sam visits Jessica’s grave.
As Sam walked he could feel the warmth of the sun on his skin. He turned his face up toward the sun, letting its rays fall down upon him. He hadn’t seen much daylight lately. The gentle heat felt good.
The breeze was strong enough to play with his hair, which was longer than it used to be. The passage of air brushed against his long eyelashes, causing him to blink.
He continued on until he found where he needed to be. He knelt down in the dewy grass, the dampness finding its way to his skin through a hole in his jeans. He barely noticed. His mind was elsewhere.
His fingers touched the cold stone. They brushed away some dust, making Jessica’s face clearer. He mournfully traced Jessica’s face as he tried to remember every detail.
Sam’s chest tightened up and he actually felt his heart break. It was a burning pain in the middle of his chest. Someday Sam might get used to the pain, but he’d never get used to how Jessica was taken from him or why.
His words felt clumsy as he tried to explain his life to the face of the beautiful girl staring back at him from the stone. He couldn’t make the words fit together.
Hot tears slid down his face as he spoke. He wiped them away quickly with his callused hand, remembering a time when he was a student with soft hands instead of the rough ones of a hunter. So much had changed since Jessica’s death.
His throat tightened up as he fought sobs. He choked them down for as long as he could. Then, the sobs won over. His body jerked as the sobs came loose. Everything he’d bottled up came out. He kept one hand on Jessica’s headstone trying to steady himself.
Dean’s hand was a comforting weight on his shoulder. Dean waited silently until Sam’s sobs subsided. Then, he wordlessly helped his brother to his feet. He put an arm around him and led him back to the Impala.