Chapter One: Damaged People
X Two Months After Dean's Death X
It's been two months since Dean died but it feels like it happened yesterday. Dean was my big brother he was always there for me, and now he's gone. It wasn't even a day before Sam left, I would call him once in a while just to see if he was alright but he would ignore all my calls. After about two weeks of trying to get a hold of him I decided I should give him alone time, let him have time to grieve. Then one day out of the blue he called me and said he wanted to meet up, that's when he said he was going after Lilith to get his revenge. I tried to convince him it was a suicide mission but he was determined and that was the last time I saw him.
I kept calling him but once again he ignored my calls or he was dead. Both thoughts worried me. After two months I was able to find him, he was in Colorado at some bar; I didn't bother remembering the name. I saw him sitting at both with a brunette; they were talking about something intensely. I waited till she left before I walked over to Sam. "Hey Sammy" I said he looked surprised he blinked twice as if to make sure he was actually seeing me. "Emma?" He asked "yeah, Sam we need to talk" I said, he smiled sadly and nodded his head.
"How have you been?" I asked, "Fine. You?" he asked back. "I'm okay, dads not doing too well" I said. He nodded and we small talked for a while but it was nothing important. After a while I couldn't help but blurt out "Sam you need to stop this suicide mission!" he looked angry and said "this is what you came here for" It was a statement not a question. "Please Sam. Nothing good will come of it" I tried to plead with him; he gave me a murderous look then said "do you even care about Dean?" I was shocked he'd even ask that "of course I do" I said with my voice cracking. "She killed Dean, Emma" he shouted "I'm aware of that" I said my voice rising.
"I have to go after her! She needs to pay for what she did!" Sam said. "Do you even here yourself?! You sound like a selfish brat!" I said 'sometimes he could act like he was the only person in this word who is suffering'. "Selfish?" he asked angrily "YES! What if she kills you?" I shouted now fully ticked off with him. "I don't care. I have to do this!" he sounded delusion, "You truly are an ass, you know that!? Dean's deal means nothing now. If you let her kill you, that means he's rotting in hell for nothing" I yelled at him.
He didn't say anything and I wasn't going to let him. "Do you honestly think you're the only person hurting?" I shouted at him. "I'm sorry to inform you, but you're not. I feel like shit every day because I know what's happening to him. Dad is a wreck; you and Dean are like sons to him. Now Dean's dead he feels like he failed" I yelled. "Dean didn't sell his soul for you" he told me. "Dean sold his soul so you can live! Not go on some stupid suicidal mission!" I yelled as loud as could. He didn't say anything, I got tried and said "whatever" I got up and made my way for the door once I got outside I shouted profanities.
I got in my car and drove off, I prayed to God that Sam will listen to me, I hoped he would.
NOTE: I don't own anything but my character Emma. This is my first fanfic so please be patient with me. If I have errors tell me what they are. Don't complain about them, tell me so I know what to fix. also I was going to start my story from season three but didn't like how it turned out so I already started season four so that's where I'm starting at.