A/N: This is my first story ever. The idea for this fic has been stuck in my head for a long time, and now I finally got the courage to post it. This story is Fem!Sam and a temporary death fic. I really hope you guys like it.
Disclaimer: I own nothing! *cries*
Rose
Everything was quiet. No birds flying over the sky, no people walking around and talking like they didn't have a care in the world. Not even a small breeze rustling the leaves lying on the ground.
Everything was colorless. The sky weren't blue, the grass weren't green and the leaves weren't colored in yellow, brown or red. It was all gray. And quiet.
The green grass were covered in ash, the trees looked like they hadn't seen the sun in God knows how long. The fence circling the empty graveyard was broken in several places and painting was falling off. The graves were old; the dates going as long back as the 1100s.
The only thing that stood out on this quiet and colorless world was one lonely grave that was placed underneath an old, naked willow. The grave shone in a brilliant white, clearly new. The thick, black letters were polished, standing in a strong contrast to the stone. In front of the grave a single red rose lay on the newly dug up earth.
The black, shiny letters spelled out a name. A name on a person who definitely didn't belong here:
Samantha Lynn Winchester.
A/N: Like it, hate it? Review and let me know what you think. Until next time.