AN: Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood my Imperial Storm Army. Dax is now available for free to download until Tuesday! See my profile for details, there's also a link on my Facebook page if you're interested. If you can't find the link on Facebook, let me know. I'll re post it. But yeah. Free, so go get it! And let me know what you think :) Alright. So if you go to my profile you'll notice a new story and one story missing. The missing story, you'll know which, I decided to save it for my next ABC fic. The new story, I thought would be cool to do, and the plot bunnies decided to steal a part of a story I've been outlining called The Gun Runner. But I changed it to make it better. So go to my profile and check it out, see what you think. But the story Illness Inside, will be saved for my ABC fic. I feel it would do better as a one shot instead of a complete fic. Anyways. Thank you y'all for helping me decide which fic comes next. My latest novel put me out of whack, and my plot bunnies were all over the place. So thank you for all the suggestions! This fic won out and I think y'all will enjoy it. The inspiration came from not just Fox and The Hound (the Disney version, the real story's really sad), but I was out on one of my walks and I saw a fox. It was a pup too, I think it had wandered away from it's mama. Anyways, I saw it and the plot bunnies came up with the rest. Foxes aren't really common in the city areas of Ohio, but I live near some woods and a river so you can see them sometimes. But yeah. So without further ado, let's get going!
Summary: Season 5 AU! Come from my prompt in the ABC fic: Under the Fox Hole. Sam is depressed about what he's done and believes he's all alone in the world the now. Until he meets a baby. A baby fox that is. Meet Finn! Sam's new friend and partner in crime! Can Finn help Sam and the brothers repair their broken bond? Or will this next case leave their bond under the fox hole?
WARNING: Self-harm! Nothing graphic. Just a heads up. (Also keep in mind Sam's mental state. After he released Lucifer, he wasn't in a good place and self-harm was definitely possible!)
Enjoy
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When Home isn't Home
Sam trudged into the house and went to his room. He flopped onto his bed and curled up into a small ball. He and Dean just returned from the convent and things were not good. He had done the one thing he was trying to prevent. He let Lucifer out. He and Dean haven't spoken to each other nor have they really looked at each other. Dean did his best to avoid him since they got home. Sam couldn't blame him though. He had betrayed him and his family in the most grievous way and there was nothing he could about it. He tried to apologize but Dean wasn't having it, it seemed. Sam was upset and came right to his room. He got up and then moved his stuff into Bobby's study. There was bed in there that their dad use to use when they would stay here, or when his dad did heavy research. Sam figured since Dean was ignoring him he could have their room all to himself.
Sam sniffed. Bobby even seemed to avoid him. But again, he couldn't blame him. If he was honest with himself, Sam would do the same. At first. For now, all Sam can do is work on a way to put Lucifer back into his prison. He started collecting some of the older tomes off the book shelves and got to work, after he cleaned the room of course. It was a little dusty. He would work day and night if he had to. He was only a few minutes into research when the voice in his head began to mock him. The voice came after Dean had gone to Hell. It would mock him, put him down, you name it. Sam did his best to ignore it, but it got to the point where Sam couldn't. He laid his head down on his arms on the desk, and waited for the voice to fade.
When the voice faded a new one came. Lucifer. Sam shot up and panicked. He wanted to run and tell Dean and Bobby. But then remembered that they were angry at him and were ignoring him. He had to deal with this on his own. He closed his eyes and waited for Lucifer to leave. But his voice got louder and louder. Finally Sam got up and got out the razor blade he kept hidden in his wallet. When the voice came and wouldn't leave him alone, he would cut his back. Not his arms, not his wrists, his back. This way he could hide the damage.
He couldn't risk going to the bathroom and cutting, so he locked the door, took off his shirt, and made his markings. He hated this, but it was the only thing that made Lucifer leave. When he was done, he took a towel out of his bag. It was stained with his blood. He laid the towel down on his bed and he laid on the bed. He closed his eyes and started to cry. He really hated this.
'Why me!? Why!? What did I ever do to deserve this? Why are angels and demons tormenting me? What did I do wrong?' Sam thought with a quiet sob. He couldn't risk Dean hearing him.
Sam cried himself out and laid there in a light doze. After a floating for a bit, he groggily got up and headed to the bathroom with clean night clothes. He thanked whoever that Dean wasn't upstairs to see his mangled looking back. He closed the door and locked it. He turned on the shower and stripped the rest of his clothes. He gently washed his back, then the rest of him.
Once he was done he changed and brushed his teeth. He wasn't hungry and he had more research to do. He changed into his night clothes more for comfort than anything. He dried his hair and brushed it out. He went back to the study quietly and shut the door once more. He hid the bloody towel with his dirty clothes, and went back to the desk. He reopened the tomes and got back to work.
Hours went by and it was soon the middle of the night. Sam had only left the room to use the bathroom. He only got up from the desk to stretch gently without disturbing the fresh wounds on his back. He was slowly dozing off when he heard something from the opened window, it was pretty warm out and it got stuffy in his room. It sounded like whimpering.
"What is that?" He asked himself quietly.
The whimpering went on for another few hours and then stopped. Sam thought it was strange, but didn't go outside. It was dangerous to go out at night, even with the wards in place. Sam decided he would check it out when he got up. He decided to get some sleep. He knew he wouldn't get much, but it would be something.
He dozed off with the sound of Lucifer laughing at him.
Oh boy. Alright, so as mentioned above, keep in mind Sam's mental state! He wasn't really stable after he released Lucifer. So Sam is a little unstable now. But he'll get better! Don't worry :)
Until Next Time! *watches my plot bunnies fight each other on which novel I should do next*
