Chapter 2
New Canaan, Connecticut
Pyro tries to open her eyes; it is hard as she is very weak from the torture and the drugs that they had given her. She feels something gently brush against her forehead. It feels nice and wherever she is, it feels soft and warm.
"Well thanks heavens all the cuts aren't deep enough and we only had to stitch up the one on her stomach." Dean stops caressing her forehead. "Yeah, well they probably just wanted to control her, because whatever they were giving her kept her pretty content, like they were almost afraid of what she can do."
Sam closes the laptop and stands up to stretch. "How's she doing?" Sam asks as he walks over to where Pyro is laying. "Still no change, but I think once the drugs wear off, she's going to be very pissed off." Dean chuckles slightly as he looks down at her.
"I'll go grab some food, why don't you keep watch over her." Sam grabs the car keys and heads out the door. Dean looks down at her again and notices her left hand twitching. "Pyro, can you hear me?"
Pyro hears a voice, she knows that voice. "Dean?" Pyro opens her eyes and they come into focus. Looking down on her are the most gorgeous green eyes she has ever seen. "How are you feeling?" Dean asks as he leans in closer. Pyro reaches up and touches his face. "I guess better, welcome back." Dean tells her as he gently helps her sit up.
Pyro slowly gets on her knees and grabs him and wraps her arms around his neck. Dean wraps his arms around her and squeezes her gently. She winces in pain and Dean let's her go and looks into her eyes. "It's been awhile, a lot has happened." Pyro nods her head and then she carefully grabs his arm and points to the Mark of Cain.
"That is a long story, for a different time." Pyro gently traces it with her fingers. Dean pushes her hand away. Pyro grabs the pillow and starts to hit him with it. "Hey what's that for?" Dean asks in-between the blows that are hitting him. Pyro stops hitting him with the pillow and grabs her forehead, she falls forward and Dean catches her. "You need to take it easy."
"Okay, but I don't want to."Dean jumps up, he let go of her and grabs the holy water and the silver knife. "Who are you and what have you've done to Pyro?"
"It's me Dean, it's kind of a long story, and so if you don't believe it's me, do all the tests on me." She holds out her arm as she sits on the edge of the bed now.
"Okay." Dean does all the tests on her and she passes. Dean sits back down. "Please don't tell Sam I got my voice, I want to surprise him." Dean smirks. "He's going to flip out; this is going to epic when we get to see the look on his face." She nods in agreement.
"So how did you get your voice?" Pyro pats the spot next to her on the bed. "You may as sit down, it's kind of a long story and I want to tell before Sam comes back with the food."
Dean sits down. Pyro tells Dean the story. "I was working as a busgirl at this restaurant in a small town in Idaho. It was pretty cool and this girl who worked there was a good witch and her name is Kasandra, you know the ones that uses the four elements, Earth, Wind, Fire and Water." "There are good witches? Dean asks in a very surprised voice. "Yes, those are the ones that have been born to it, but help people, not hurt them like the ones you hunt and despise." "Okay." Dean replies in disbelief.
"Of course I couldn't keep my powers a secret from her; she knew as soon as I walked into the door, she also knew that I would never use my powers to kill, unless it was self defense. I was pretty skeptical of her as I only heard of evil witches and to find a good one is really rare." Dean raised his eyebrow. "Really Dean there are good witches out there, they are just harder to find, because of the evil ones are trying wipe them out. The bad witches give the good witches a bad name."
"So you became friends or something?" Dean asked. "Yes, I'm getting to it." Pyro rolls her eyes at Dean. "He can be so impatient sometimes." She thinks to herself.
"I was on break and went outside to get some fresh air as the kitchen is always much warmer of course, so I went out and stood by the door, making sure it had a stop in it, so I wouldn't get locked out. I was in deep thought as I just moved there and decided to settle down there for a least awhile, when I heard a scream and these loud noises. I had to investigate of course."
Pyro pauses and takes the pillow and puts it against the headboard and leans against it. She winces in pain. Dean moves slightly so that he is now on his back and looking up at her. "So I run over and these guys surround Kasandra. The taller one tells me to get lost and of course threatens me. I don't get lost. Two of them grab Kasandra and hold her. The other two come towards me. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." I tell them. "But you aren't, so shut up."
The shorter one tells me and that's when their eyes go black and I see the blade. Of course they have no idea who they are dealing with and I put my hands together and create a fire ball. "So who's first?"
"Oh man I would of loved to see the look on their faces." Dean smirks. "Yeah, well the shorter one must have shit for brains, because he came forward and swung the knife at me. I threw it at him and of course he burst into flames. The others saw what I did and ran like a bunch of school girls. I yelled. "Come back and fight like men, you bunch of pussies!"
Kassandra and I became friends. She was able to help me and asked me what I wanted and I told her. She told me that even if she dies what I wish for would never be broken."
Dean sat up. "You wished for a voice?" Pyro smiles widely. "Yeah, does that sound lame?" Pyro asked. Dean shook his head. "No, not really, I mean if that's what you wanted." "You're probably wondering how demons got me."
The door to the hotel room opens and Sam walks in with fast food. "Hey, I hope you don't mind burgers, I got a salad." Sam walks over and hands her a burger, she takes it and her hand brushes his and she watches as he sets down a can of Pepsi on the nightstand and then sits on the other bed. The memory of their Encounter comes flooding back to her.
Pyro stares at Sam and then realizes that he must have forgotten the fact that when he was soulless Sam they had run into each other. Of course Pyro didn't know he didn't have a soul until Sam took her into his hotel room and…. She was still mute at the time. She hadn't gotten her voice until a year later.
FLASHBACK- 2010
[This takes place the year that Sam was gone and is soulless Sam. As you know, it really wasn't touched on as many would of like of all of the things soulless Sam did that year he was gone when Dean was with Lisa. Consider this part of a lost episode. And yes Sam is a dick in this flashback.]
Wichita, Kansas
Pyro was a busgirl. Those jobs were the easiest to get, because she didn't have to talk. She just got the job a couple weeks ago. She was paid in cash, plus the waitresses were supposed to share their tips. She told them to keep them for themselves, but they would be sneaky and slip some bills into her apron she wore while she is bussing table and it annoyed her, but the extra cash was nice to use on things she needed occasionally.
She had just got done with a table when a tall guy came in. She hardly looked at the customers as she was too busy clearing off tables to care, but for some reason she looked up and there was Sam Winchester. He was alone. "Where was Dean?" She wondered. From what she understood; they were always traveling together. "Never mind, pretend you hadn't seen him and hopefully he doesn't see you either." She thought to herself. She quickly finished the table and went to the kitchen to the back and set down the tub. "Is that the last table?"
Rob the dishwasher asked. Pyro nodded her head and motioned with her hands. She had gotten lucky that Rob's younger brother is deaf and knows sign language. Rob looks at the clock. "Go take your break." Pyro signs to him and he laughs. "Thomas made you a ham and cheese sandwich with fries on the side."
Pyro signs to him. "Enjoy it and don't forget to grab something to drink." Pyro smiles and grabs her plate. She takes a glass and fills it with soda. She walks to the back of the restaurant and sits at a table that is reserved for staff. She kept her head down and ate her food.
She looks up and there is Sam, he is flirting with one of the waitresses named Bethany. She is tall and very beautiful, but she is also kind of a slut. She struts around like she's god's gift to men. It didn't take long for her to finish her food. She carefully got up and took it to the back. She opened the back door and used the wedge to keep it slightly opened. She didn't have to, but she didn't want them to know that she could easy open any locked door.
Pyro sat on the crate and let out a breath. She hoped that by the time she went back in, Sam would be gone. Besides he probably doesn't even remember her, right? After all, she doesn't look like she did when the Winchesters helped her and it seems like a lifetime ago.
After Pyro's shift, she carefully pulled off her apron and folds it carefully and shoves it into her backpack. Once zipped she slips it on her shoulders and leaves. She looks both ways and walks to the hotel she is staying at. She carefully pulls out the key when strong hands grab her; the smell of liquor is strong. A large hand is pressed against throat. She starts to concentrate and she hears a yelp and then she is being carried away from her room and into another one.
The door is shut and she hears it lock. The light comes on. Her backpack is ripped off her shoulders. She tries to make a run for it, but huge hands grab her again. "Not so fast!" The voice tells her and she stops and turns around to see Sam smiling. Something is different about him; there is no warmness in his smile. "Hello Pyro." She tries to grab her backpack, but Sam grabs it and throws it and it hits the wall with a soft thud and then falls on the floor.
"You know the waitress Bethany told me all about you and when she mentioned your name, I put two and two together." Sam told her as he reached and grabbed her around the waist. He pulled her so that she was pressed against him. "I always wondered what you saw in Dean of all guys, seriously, I was pretty sure you would be more attracted to me." Pyro struggles to get out of his grip. She didn't want to hurt him by using her powers.
"I'm surprised you're not using your powers on me right now." Sam told her, his words slightly slurring. "Oh right, you can't speak or scream and you probably don't want to hurt poor Sammy." Sam flashed a cold smile.
Sam turned her around and picked her up, he went to the bed and throws her down. Pyro didn't want to use her powers, because she didn't want to cause any damage to the room or Sam. She decided to see where it was going and if Sam got too dangerous, she would use her powers then. Sam has her pinned to the bed on her back. He is straddling her, but not putting all of his weight on her. He could easily crush her.
His hand snakes under her work shirt and under her undershirt. His hand cups her small breast and he gently squeezes it. "Dean never did tell me what it was like to be with someone like you." Sam leans in and Pyro tries to hold her breath from the stink of the liquor on his breath. He pulls her hands up and slides her shirt and undershirt off her in one quick motion.
He leans in and starts to use his mouth on her breasts, she struggles and he uses one hand and pulls off his shirt. He grabs her wrists again and holds them down. Pyro's eyes get wide as she sees the tattoo on his body. "That is an anti possession tattoo, Dean has one too, it's so demons can't possess us, you should really get one." Sam flashes a cold smile at her.
I'm sure you probably figured out by now that I'm different from the pathetic Sammy you remember." Pyro struggles again. "Don't bother to struggle, unless you are going to use your powers on me." Sam leans in and presses his lips against hers. He parts her lips with his tongue and let's his tongue explore her mouth. He breaks the kiss and finds the button of her work pants and he uses his free hand to pull them off. She is only in her underwear, when he slips his fingers into them. "I've always wondered why you picked Dean to be your first." Sam slips his fingers out and pulls off her underwear with one swift motion.
Pyro is naked underneath with the necklace only. She is trying to stay calm, if she panics, she might do some serious damage to Sam and the room.
"Don't struggle and just enjoy it." Sam gets his pants off and then shifting his body, he uses his hands and his body and manages to get her legs bent and spread underneath him.
Sam smirks and positions himself. Pyro closes her eyes when she feels something large and stiff slid all the way into her. Pyro keeps her eyes closed. Sam starts to move in her hard, deep and steady.
At first it kind of hurt, but then the feeling was becoming overwhelming. Pyro tried not to enjoy it, but it felt really good. Sure Sam was a little rough, but it was different from Dean. Dean was gentle and didn't want to hurt her when it was her first time. Sam on the other hands was a little rough, but not too rough, just enough for it to feel good.
It wasn't until she heard her necklace humming and glowing when she finally understood why Sam was different. She was glad that her eyes were closed, because a bunch of images flashed before her over and over and now she understood what had happened to Sam. She also could read Sam she could hear Sam's voice as he told Dean to promise to lead a normal life with Lisa and Ben. She also found out that Sam came back without a soul. It explained why he was acting so different.
She realized that Dean probably didn't know that Sam was back and then the images stopped and Sam stopped with a grunt. Pyro felt something warm fill her and then she felt a few more thrusts and then Sam fell forward. She tried to move, but Sam gently shifted his body so that he wouldn't crush her. "That was amazing, now I see why Dean had to be your first." Sam told her as he looked down at her. She opened her eyes and looked into his eyes. There was no warmth in the tone of his voice, just coldness. She didn't like this Sam at all.
Sam pulled out of her and fell onto his back. "You can leave if you want, I'm not stopping you." Sam told her in a cold voice again. Pyro lies there for a few minutes and manages to get up. She finds her backpack and walks into the bathroom. She turns on the shower and walks into it. She stands underneath the hot shower. She showers and when she finishes, she turns it off.
Sam smirks and gets up. He gets under the covers and falls asleep. Pyro gets out of the shower and dries off. She changes and leaves.
FLASHBACK ENDS
"Pyro are you okay?" Dean asks as he waves a hand in front of her face. She blinks and then looks at Dean. She nods her head. She looks at Sam sitting on the bed, eating his salad. She finishes her burger and takes a long sip from the soda.
Total silence fills the room. Dean clears his throat and Sam finally speaks. "Sorry it took so long, but I wanted to make sure nobody was following me back here. " Dean finishes his beer and gets up to grab another one. "So should we consider this a case?" Sam asks as he finishes his salad and takes a drink of his beer.
"Well we should find out what those demons are up to." Pyro was itching to speak, but she had to wait for Dean's signal. "What do you think Pyro?" Dean asked her as she smiled, "I want to know why they wanted to why they decided to try and use me for their evil purposes."
Sam's eyes got wide and he rushed over and grabbed the silver knife. "Who are you and what did you do with Pyro?" Sam asks.
Dean and Pyro burst out laughing. "Relax Sammy." Sam rolls his eyes and sets the silver knife down. "That's not funny." Pyro grabs her stomach and then winces in pain. "The look on his face was priceless." Dean manages between laughing. "So what gives?" Sam asks as he looks at Pyro and she finally stops laughing. "It's kind of a long story, that Dean can tell you, because I don't feel like repeating it." Pyro gets up and goes into the bathroom.
She grips the sink and tries to keep calm. The pain from the kidnapping is still fresh in her mind. She walks out and stands by the door. "Do any of you have any pain medication?" Dean gets up and walks to his bag, he pulls out a bottle and throws it to her and she catches it. "Just take two of them every 12 hours and you should be okay." Pyro nods her head and goes back into the bathroom.
Standing next to the sink, opens the bottle and gets two out. She turns on the water and puts the two pills into her mouth. She leans in. She swallows the pills with some water. She slips the bottle into her front pocket of her jeans. She looks at herself in the mirror and then tries to fix her hair as best as she can. She makes a face and then walks out of the bathroom.
She decides to never to tell Dean that she and soulless Sam met in 2010. She is going to let Sam tell him instead if he wants. She didn't care at this moment. "So I guess this means I can't go back to my hotel room?"
"That wouldn't be a good idea." Sam told her as he got up and grabbed his laptop. Pyro rolls her eyes. "Fine, but I really don't have anything to sleep in besides what I'm wearing." Dean gets up and opens his bag; he pulls out a shirt and throws it at her. She catches it. "Thanks Dean, Can I get some bottoms to wear?" Dean rolls his eyes and pulls out some sweat pants that have a draw string and throws it to her. "Thanks again."
"Not a problem." Pyro glances at Sam and sits on the other bed. "Dibs." Pyro smirks. Dean rolls his eyes and then looks at Sam. "Okay let's do this." Sam gets up and they do rock, paper and scissors and Dean lost.
"Actually Sammy, Dean can share the bed with me if he wants to make sure I don't tear out my stitches." Dean smirks. "Thanks Pyro." Sam rolls his eyes. Sam sits on the other bed and goes back to what he was doing on his lap top.
She sits down on the other bed and positions the pillow so that she is semi sitting, so that her stitches won't tear. Pyro watches Sam and notices Dean is watching her and she concentrates and the TV goes on. She uses her powers to turn the channels. Dean climbs on the bed and sits next to her.
Later that night Dean woke up to the sound of whimpering and turns to see Pyro dreaming. He gently shakes her awake. "Pyro." She opens her eyes and let's her eyes adjust to the darkness, but she doesn't say anything. Dean leans in and looks down at her. "Are you okay?" Pyro pauses for a moment and the light on the nightstand goes on by its self. "Did I wake you?" Dean shakes his head. "What were you dreaming about?" Dean asks in a whisper. "Don't worry, it's nothing."
Dean doesn't believe her. "You can tell me." Pyro looks up at Dean. "I told you, it's nothing." Pyro gently turns her body and then winces in pain as she feels the skin tug on her stitches. "Can you just hold me Dean?" Pyro whispers.
Dean wraps his arms around her gently and pulls her close to his body. The light goes off and Pyro closes her eyes. Dean closes his eyes and after awhile finally falls asleep to the sound of steady breathing.