A/N: I got the idea for this one-shot while watching 02x01 "In My Time of Dying" this morning on TNT. Please keep in mind that it is AU. It's short and simple, and I really hope you like it.
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My Lucky Day
At first I thought the demon was being sarcastic; just another one of it's cruel jokes. I almost laugh at the thought. Lucky? Me? When have I ever been lucky?
Was I lucky when my Mom burned to death on the ceiling? Or when Dad packed our things and took us on the road, Sammy still in diapers, and me barely able to write my own name? Or when he started training me to be his own little soldier, handed me a .45, and told me to look after Sammy? Maybe it was when Sammy grew up and left for Stanford, leaving me alone with Dad. Was I still lucky when I found myself hunting alone after Dad up and left me, and I didn't know what else to do but to go find Sam, knowing he might hate me?
I'd stared death in the face before, and cheated it, but why should this be any different? The reaper was right: there was no going back. I wasn't getting back into my body. I was as good as dead, and my family was in danger. But reapers don't think like that. They don't care, and I didn't expect her to. She had a job to do, just like everyone else; just like me, and she was only doing what she was told. I was dead, and I knew it. But how could I leave Dad? How could I leave Sammy? Hell, I can't even think about leaving them alone together.
I know it's the right thing to do. The thought of becoming what I've hunted my whole life shakes me to my core, and I know that's not what I want. I won't admit it, but it's harder to let go than I thought. My head gets fuzzy, and I can't find the right words. I want to concede: tell her I'll go with her, and that I'm okay with dying. I hang my head in defeat. It's time to say goodbye. It seems as if my luck has run out.
Then that son of a bitch showed up. I wasn't expecting it to be here. Hadn't it done enough damage already? She's shouting at it, telling it to get away. She knew she had me; I just had to say the word and it was all over.
I'm stunned. I don't know what to say. What happens next flashes before my eyes, and that pretty reaper is facing me, yellow eyes pouring into mine as she reaches up and grabs my head. I wake up, choking on a plastic tube that's shoved down my throat. I can't see him, but I hear Sammy shouting for help. The jerk has been here all along; sitting right beside me, waiting for me to come back.
Well, I am back.
Maybe my luck was finally changing.
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