Sam Winchester (![]() ![]() @ 2009-08-14 21:46:00 |
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Entry tags: | !shelved, day 19, location: museum, sam winchester, sarah jane smith |
Day 19, Morning
Who: Sam Winchester, Sarah Jane Smith and OTA
What: One lost kid
Where: The Museum
When: Day 19, Morning
Rating: PG
Status: Complete
The first thing that greeted Sam when he opened his eyes was a dirty ceiling. It didn't worry him, since Sam had woken up in lots of places before. Sometimes the ceilings were dirty, sometimes they weren't and sometimes it was the cool black metal top of the Impala overhead with the soft sound of the world passing by through the cracked window. What worried him was when he turned to the side to tell Dean to give him back some of the covers and he found that Dean wasn't there.
"Dean?" He asked, finding himself alone on a cold stone floor. Sam didn't recognize the room. He didn't recognize the clothes he was wearing either. "Dean!" He called out, getting to his feet and standing still to listen. This wasn't good. Where was Dean? Why was he alone? Where was he?
He moved to the door and pushed it open, a long unfamiliar corridor spreading out in front of him. Maybe this was a joke. A game. Was Dean going to jump out at him and try to scare him? He moved down the hall. "Dean, where are you?" He asked, his tone bordering on uncertain. "You can come out, I know you're there."
He paused again to listen for a sound, but heard nothing. He'd fallen asleep in a motel bed. Dad had been out and Dean had told him to go to bed even though he wanted to stay up and watch TV. It wasn't fair that Dean stayed up as late as he wanted and Sam always had to go to bed when the clock was a backward L. Maybe Dean was still mad that Sam had fought him on it. Maybe he'd put him here to teach him a lesson.
"Dean!"