A/N- hides in shame...Okay, I know this chapter is ridiculously short, but work's been crazy so it's all I had time for.
Think of it as a teaser for the next chapter ;)
"Sam?"
Pulling his tired eyes from the computer screen, Sam turned to see Jessica leaning against the doorframe. She must have just woken up, her eyes were half open, hair mussed.
"Hey…" He closed the laptop and glanced at the clock.
3 A.M.
"Shouldn't you be asleep?" He asked, watching as Jess stifled a yawn.
She smiled and moved over to where he he sat. Her hand brushed over his shoulder, coming to rest on the top of his head.
"Shouldn't you?" She countered, stroking his hair.
Sam scrubbed a hand over his face. He was exhausted... emotionally, physically, but there was no way in hell he'd be sleeping now. "No," he answered softly. "Not tonight."
She moved around the chair and sat down next to him, scooting him over with her hip so she could fit on the seat.
"You okay?"
He laughed. He was really starting to hate that question.
Her brows drew together in confusion."What I say?" She asked.
"Nothing..." He replied. "Just been a long night."
They sat in silence, the only sound the ticking of the wall clock.
Her hand rested on his knee, offering support, letting him know she would be there when he was ready to talk.
"Dean's sick, Jess."
Her hand tensed, eyes widened.
"The doctors. They told him there's nothing they can do, and- "His voice hitched as the words caught in his throat.
"God, Sam. I'm so sorry..."
He shook his head.
"All my life, he's always been the one to hold things together, you know? Always been the strong one. Always been...Dean. Seeing him like this... It's just wrong, Jess." He lifted his eyes to look at her, and her heart broke at the pain she saw there.
He absently traced the edge of the computer with his thumb. "I've been looking for a way to help him, but..."
He shook his head again.
"Hey." She squeezed his knee. "I believe in you, Sam... I'm sure Dean does, too. If something's out there, you'll find it. I know you will."
Sam's gaze drifted back to the clock. To the seconds ticking away.
Dean's chances, ticking away.
"God, I hope so." He whispered.
TBC...
So, again I apologize for the ridiculously short chapter... I was going to pair this scene with another, but work got the better of me. If only fanfic paid...sighs
Anyways, I do have the whole thing mapped out, so just need to get it all down.
Next chapter up shortly.
And I will reply back to the lovely reviews very soon. Just trying to capture the story before it flies away :)