It
Takes Two
Author:
Jett
Fandom(s):
Supernatural/Smallville (crossover)
Rating:
Currently T (moving to M)
Pairing:
Sam Winchester/Clark Kent - which means SLASH
Spoilers:
All aired eps of Supernatural and Smallville (just in case).
Feedback:If
you'd be kind enough.
Notes:
Because there isn't enough Sam/Clark out there. Also, if slash is
not your cuppa, please to be moving on. Thank you.
It
Takes Two
by
Jett
Sam doesn't understand. There're a lot of things he doesn't understand these days: he's working with a demon, his brother has less than a year to live, a good chunk of hell's broken loose. He gets the why (desperation, stupidity, sloppiness, in that order), but he still doesn't understand. That he can handle because we're talking deeper philosophical issues and all. Right now though, he's concerned with the immediate mystery. Hell, even Dean'd get Sam's inability to wrap his brain around being tossed from the penthouse of a high-rise - and walking away.
The trail leads Sam straight to the demon he's tracking. Sam sneaks into the penthouse, exorcism ritual on the tip of his tongue after Dean's inadvertent fuck-up with Casey. The Colt's in the right pocket of his jacket in case it comes to that. He knows he has to work quick and plans to trap the demon or kill it before another virgin winds up splayed, insides unappealingly on the outside. And he's got it all under control until the virgin pulls a Buffy, surprising the demon and leading it right to Sam.
Buffy making a break for it is good, Sam knows it's good, but he wonders just how bad it's gonna be for him since Buffy plows into him in the middle of laying down the devil's trap. Plus, she manages to knock the Colt from Sam's pocket. The demon doesn't seem angry about the intrusion. As a matter of fact, the fucker looks amused, laughing as he Buffy literally backflips her way from the scene to safety.
See something new every day.
The demon doesn't go after Buffy. Instead, he circles Sam, edging him toward the balcony. Great. There's no way for Sam to stop him because the devil's trap's half a circle with no writing, which means no amount of Latin on the planet's gonna save him.
The demon watches as Sam backs into the balcony railing, shows his teeth and says with a Crest-white smile "Jump."
And this time, Sam laughs. Andy tried that shit, it didn't work then, it ain't working now, even with a full-on demon trying to get him to do something stupid. "Don't you know who I am?" says Sam, not because he's trying to prove a point but because he's stalling. Maybe he'll come up with a plan - or at least figure out how to get himself from between the demon and 96 floors to the door.
"Sam Winchester I presume?" More teeth. Demons sure like to smile. It's something Sam's notes over the course of time. The Yellow Eyed Demon smiled like a preacher full of the gospel. This one's no different, 'cept there's no Colt since Sam dropped it. Fuck, hell and shit.
The demon blinks like he's considering Sam's importance. Then, thinking stops. The demon moves like lightning, taking Sam in his arms and hurls him off the balcony.
It's not the end Sam imagined. What also isn't on the list of what he expected on his way to dying is the dark haired man Sam sees jump from the balcony, and, in absolute defiance of the laws of physics, point himself towardSam. Sam doesn't make out much before things go dark. He's not sure why. Maybe he gets hit on the head? He doesn't know, but before the world goes to nothing, he swears the dude takes him in his arms like the damsel in distress Sam left Buffy turn him into.
Then, Sam wakes up, cheek planted on the sidewalk, very much not dead, with a headache that beats the worse hangover throbbing he ever felt.