Disclaimer: I don't own supernatural and I will never claim too.
Enjoy the story; by the way the story will be AU. Love the show but I had this plot bunny that's been eating me the last couple of days so…
Before I go into chapter one I want to give some information that will be pertinent to this story. So here we go, in my mind Missouri taught Sam a little on how to use his gifts. Sam also learned a bit on his own, from instinct, trial and error. He is relatively controlled with his telekinesis and can keep moderately strong walls around his mind. These walls aren't strong enough to completely keep the taunts and voices of the demon out, but strong enough to keep him from getting possessed.
He and Dean were being hunted by both the supernatural and the hunting community. Their father did die and was taken in exchange for Dean's life.
Sam also has empathic abilities. This makes him much more emotional than the average person. It will be explained later in the story of why their father didn't realize that his son was far from normal.
Shortly after he went to college and met Jessica, he walked into a New Age store and picked up an amulet that suppressed the emotions he felt from other people. No one notices it because it has a spell that keeps it from being noticed and unless Sam points it out or takes it off, no one will notice it. So now that I've explained myself, we go back to the story…
Chapter One
Awareness suddenly slammed into me. It was like someone just slapped me awake from a deep sleep. I was disoriented and nothing around me made sense.
I could hear the muffled laughs of people around me. It looked like I was in a bar of some kind. Distantly I could hear a woman's voice asking me something and then a guy's muffled laugh as she seemed to get irritated that I was ignoring it. I was trying to shake out of my stupor but nothing made sense.
I recognized were I was and knew what day it was suppose to be. It wasn't possible. I had seen some crazed up shit in my life by this was at the top of the list. It looked like I was back at Stanford and it was Halloween night. The woman's voice that I was hearing was one I thought lost forever. It was Jessica in all her glory. She was wearing the same nurse costume that she had worn that last Halloween.
I shut my eyes and shook my head as possibilities ran through my mind, each one as impossible as the next. So I took a chance.
Wrapping my left arm around Jess's shoulder I leaned into her as if I had a headache (which at the moment was quite true) and murmured, "I'm not feeling to well."
She looked over at me concerned, "You look pale, I know you didn't drink all that much."
"Got a headache."
Jess turned toward our 'zombified' friend, "I'm going to take Sam home, talk to you later, k?
I saw him nod and she led me out the door, all the while I was trying to figure out what the hell was going on.
I wasn't any closer to an answer as we came to our Apartment. I followed her through the door and went to our room. Jess went into the bathroom and came out a few minutes later holding two Aspirin and a glass of water.
"Here, this will help," she murmured as she sat on the edge of our bed. I took the Aspirin from her and popped them back. I had forgotten how much I missed her smile, really everything about her.
I was beginning to hope I wasn't dreaming and for some unbelievable reason I had a second chance to make things better. I wasn't going to mess things up this time. I was going to make damn sure that things worked out how they were suppose to. I was going to make sure that my father lived, my brother lived and most suredly I was going to make damn sure my fiancé lived.
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