Blood Red 9
' What were you thinking? Why did you not wait for his call?' Sam was peed off, more because of the situation than Olivia, but still he was angry at her too.
'I thought he hung back with you, maybe you had collapsed again of something. I don't know. But I went the way I came, and so should have seem him.' Olivia wanted to cry. Dean may be dead and she felt it was her fault. 'Sam, im sorry, I thought he was going to call me, or be only a few minuets behind.' She sat down, her hair a mess and clothes filthy. Sam looked at the pain in her aqua eyes and felt his heart twinge. He sat opposite her, but couldn't quite look at her without feeling some anger. Swallowing a lump in his throat, turning his head, he coughed and Olivia looked at him.
'Sam, are you ok?' Her voice soft, reminded him of Jessica slightly.
'Its just, never mind.' he walked over to the sink and propped himself against it. Olivia kept her head down, not wanting to cry, but she just felt so guilty. It was two days ago she met the Winchesters, and since then things were going from bad to worse. Now Dean was somewhere, in some state because of her.
'Sam, I now I have only know you guys for a couple of days, but you have to believe me when I say im sorry.' She couldn't hold back the tears.
'Olivia, I don't blame you. I just, I just need him here.' He walked back to where he sat before.
Olivia smiled and wiped her face from the tears. Sam wiped his forehead and breathed out heavily. 'I always done what I wasn't supposed to. Played sport instead of learn to hunt. Go to school. Dean done whatever Dad said, no question. I was the rebel. Then I left, went to school. ' He breathed out heavily, felt his throat burn because he wanted to cry and needed a drink, but had to say what he was going to. He needed to get it off his chest. Olivia touched his hand, and Sam's head came up. Both eyes met and he continued.
'He wanted my help to find dad, I agreed but wanted to be quick. I came back to find Jess…' He wiped his face. 'Dean rescued me, another one of countless times I have needed him. But
then I found out who I really was.'
Olivia looked puzzled, 'and who's that Sam?'
His brown eyes longed for help, a way out of the hell which would be his life. 'The yellow eyed demon, he erm… on the night my mum died, put demon blood in me. I am part demon. And she saw him! She knew who he was.' Tears flowed down his face, but Olivia knew he wasn't finished. 'The yellow eyed demon needed me. I am the leader of the upcoming army for hell. I am supposed to lead them into war with the world. To kill.' He got up and walked back to the sink and poured out some water. 'Dean, he always acts like nothing can hurt him, like he has no emotion. But its not true. He feels its his duty to save me, and even if he dies, as long as im okay then that's all that matters.'
Olivia could feel more tears fall down her cheeks. She wiped her face and cleared her throat. 'When I was hunting a low level demon not long ago, it mentioned a deal. Deans sole in return for something?' She hoped Sam could answer her query. He picked his head up and smiled, but not a happy smile. More a reminiscing smile.
'Yeah, well. I was taken away to a haunted town, about 2 months ago. Me and 4 others. We were there to fight to the death. Only one was surviving and that one would lead the hell army. But I didn't survive.' Olivia frowned, her eyes like slits while it all played in her head.
'I was killed, stabbed in the back by the guy I got on with the most. Ironic really. But Dean, I don't know how he took it, but i guess not well. He made a deal with a demon. 1 year left in his life, and in return I will be brought back alive again. He agreed.' At this point Sam was in floods of tears. 'My brother, doing that for me. It is just a huge sacrifice and I cant think why he would do it. I mean I love him to pieces and would do the same. But my destiny is evil. The world would be better if I weren't alive. '
'Don't say that, you do tons of good. You wont turn into that.'
'I will, its my destiny, Its going to happen. And do you know what Dean said. He only promised that he would kill me if he couldn't save me. And if its the last thing he does he's gonna save me.' Sam tried to smile to Olivia, but didn't pull it off. There was a hint of defeat and disbelief in his voice.
'And he will. Dean loves you and he not going to let you die or turn evil. You wont have to become the thing we hunt. ' She gripped his hand and he gripped back. He was comfortable in her presence.
'He's gone, he might be dead. I don't want to believe it, but look at what we are dealing with. He could be calling for me to help and cant. I know he will try his hardest but I just don't think he will.' Sam had no more worries about crying now. What he was saying was the truth. This is how he felt and Dean could never know.
'Sam?' She touched his chin to bring his face up and saw the raw emotion in his eyes. 'What don't you think he will do?'
Sam pulled Olivia's hand away and held it tight. His eyes flickered from the tears and the light. His ribs hurt like mad, but he didn't give it more thought than needed.
'Save me.'
