You'll Get Over It

by The Utterly Fabulous Z

A series of somewhat-unrelated one-shots in which the 2nd Person OC is going through a breakup and a character helps them through it. Characters from Sam and Chuck, to Jody and Andy Gallagher, Pamela and Death, to Kevin and Charlie, John, Cas, Adam and even Metatron. Yes. I said it. Metatron. K out of paranoia. Feel free to request characters and I will add them to my list. R&R!

1. Sam Winchester

WHAT UP MY HOMIES? Z here with yet another fanfic. The topic of fluffy-friend one-shots is breakups. Please excuse me while I go scream in a corner due to my recent single-ness.

I don't own Supernatural. Or you. Or your date.

Warning! Breakups and messy crying.

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Sam - You were sitting on your bed in the bunker when your phone rang. You flipped it over and were delighted to see that it was your (b/f or g/f) of three years. You picked up the call. "Hey, (pet name), what's up?"

"(Y/N) I've been thinking, we haven't seen each other in a while and I feel like we've been growing distant…" Your (b/f or g/f) says in a disheartened manner.

"(B/F or G/F), are you saying what I think you're saying?" You ask, feeling a lump grow in your throat.

"I can't have a relationship like this anymore. Goodbye, (y/n)." And with that, the phone hung up, leaving you shocked and speechless.

It was over… just like that.

The lump in your throat grew and tears welled in your eyes as you curled into a little ball. At first, it was quiet crying, the kind of tears that happen when you don't want anyone to hear you; but after about ten minutes, they turned into body-wracking sobs.

A minute after your cries became voiced, there was knocking at your door. "(Y/n)? (Y/n)? Are you hurt?" It was Sam.

You let out a wail and the doorknob twisted, but didn't open. "(Y/n), let me in!" Sam's voice rang out in the hallway.

"Go'way…" Your voice comes out as a hoarse crack as you address the taller hunter. You hear departing footsteps and continue crying, only to hear them come back a moment later. Metal clicked in metal as a key was inserted into the lock on your door, and Sam opened the door, looking at you with worry.

"(Y/n)? I thought you were… what happened?" Sam asked in concern, taking a seat next to you. You let out a pitifully sad whimper, and Sam picked up your phone, looking at the last caller. "Oh… (y/n)... I'm so sorry."

You let out a noise similar to a strangled duck and cried into Sam's side. "Shh, it'll be okay… you'll get over them… I think we have some ice cream in the kitchen, will that help?"

You nodded into his shirt and the moose got up to get it. He came back a moment later, holding a bowl of your favorite ice cream. You thankfully took it and snuggled up against him.

It was at that moment you knew that Sam Winchester would help you through the breakup.