A/N; Okay I think I kind of made a bit of a boo boo with the guys ages here. Sam is 6 years older than his brother so Dean is 16 and Sam is 22. Just thought I'd clear that up because it bugged me when I read it back, but not sure how to change it. Oh dear lol it's that technology thing again, its just no good is it? Anyhow, back to the story………………………………...
Sam walked back from his last class of the day, it was now officially spring break and he was looking forward to spending some time with his girlfriend Jess. They'd been living together for two and a half years, and Sam couldn't be happier, he'd finally found the normal he'd been craving for so long. The only thing that was missing, that he truly missed from his old life was his older/little brother, and saying that was never going to stop being weird.
To all that didn't know the family well enough he was the older brother by six years, but in reality he was four years younger than his brother, but after his brother had been kidnapped by a demon he'd remained at age ten whilst Sam had aged along with everyone else. It had something to do with the demon using dimensional shifts and Dean had been stuck in one of these. It had been a lot for them all to adjust to, that plus the fact his brother was an empath and could make fire out of thin air, oh and did he mention that he himself had visions and had telekinesis ?
Yep life as a Winchester was never dull that was for damn sure, still he'd left that life behind, he didn't want to be a hunter, to be a psychic freak so he'd applied to universities and been accepted at Stanford and gladly taken the opportunity to get away, he just wished he could have taken his brother with him, or that he hadn't messed up the only time his brother had called. He'd still been angry at his father and had taken it out on Dean. He'd tried to apologise when he'd heard the hurt tone in his brothers voice but Dean had hung up whilst he was trying to apologise never giving him the chance and Sam hadn't stopped feeling guilty about it. He'd thought of writing to him but as they didn't have a fixed address he couldn't, he'd thought about writing to Pastor Jims in the hope that the man would pass the letters on, but if his father got hold of them first he wasn't really sure if Dean would ever receive them. He'd been thinking about his brother a lot lately, what he was like now, did he like school, how was he doing at school , did he hate him for leaving, so with all these thoughts in mind he'd come to a decision, he planned on making a trip to Pastor Jims this break, try and catch his brother there, they always went to the farm on holidays from school, he'd been so busy with school himself and part time jobs that visiting family had been far from his mind and as this was the first chance he'd had he wasn't going to waste it.
It would be his last night with Jess, she was going to visit her family in Colorado, she'd asked Sam to join her but Sam had said he had to much work to do, he felt bad lying to Jess but she was a little funny when it came to his family, he didn't really remember speaking of them but guessed he must have said something when he was drunk as she seemed to know bits about them and always seemed very unimpressed. She always spoke of them with venom in her words and Sam wanted their last night together to be special. He was planning a romantic meal for them and was even going to use candles and prepare the meal himself. He went to the market and got all the ingredients he'd need for the meal he had planned, it was Jess's favourite and he couldn't wait to see her face. She was going to be later than usual as she had to work an extra shift at the library, a compromise with her boss so she had the time off to visit her family.
Sam prepared the meal with great care, and set the table with the best plates and cutlery they had. A deep red cloth covered the table and a small vase of white and yellow roses stood in the middle, Sam had read somewhere that to give the person you loved red roses was to tell them that you didn't trust them, a sign of jealousy. If you wanted to show you loved them yellow was the way to go, the problem was the dozen roses he wanted had to be a mixture but at least they weren't red that was what was important, right?
Sam stood back and admired his work, it looked perfect he just needed the candles, if only he could remember where he'd put them…….He searched high and low and was just about to give up when he remembered that Jess had some in her treasure chest, he'd seen them once when he'd come home early and she was putting some things away, she'd seemed surprised and had slammed the lid shut. Sam had teased her asking what she kept in there and Jess had made him promise never to go in there, NEVER!! He was a little taken aback but thought who was he to judge after the secret weapons he had stashed in places, plus the secrets he kept about his past. So Sam had agreed and hadn't thought anything about it since, but he really needed those candles.
He went into their room and lifted the handle, it was locked he should have known really, it didn't matter no lock was safe with a Winchester around his dad had taught him and his brother well. He'd been able to pick locks since he was seven so a lock on a treasure chest didn't stand a chance, he had it open in no time and was carefully looking through the chest in search of those elusive candles when a bundle of envelopes caught his eye. It wasn't the fact that Jess had letters in there, it was the fact that the letters where addressed to him. Curious Sam took the letters out, that's when he recognised the neat wording, it was his brothers handwriting, Sam's heart was suddenly in his mouth. Why would Jess have letters to him from his brother in her chest ? And why had she been keeping them from him ? Sam gathered the letters into his hands, took them into the living room and sat on the couch heavily. The letters where unopened and Sam tore into them hungrily, like a starving man devouring a first meal. The first letter was Dean talking about how he was doing at school, and saying how sorry he was for the disastrous phone call. Sam felt the shame all over again, he wished he could turn back time and re-do the whole conversation again, he'd have had Dean at every holiday, if of course his dad had allowed it. But he couldn't change the past and as he read letter, after letter his heart began to break, his brother was losing faith in him and had no idea that he hadn't received the letters. His last one simply said;
Dear Sam,
So I finally get it, you don't want to know me, you can't even be bothered to write back. Are you even reading these or do they just go in the trash ? Well whatever man, I'm through ,this is the last you'll hear from me. I've closed the box down not that it matters very much huh ? Take care of yourself Sammy, just be happy, I hope you're happy.
Love always Dean
Sam felt the wetness on his cheeks the last letter was dated a month ago, Sam was just gathering all the letters together when he heard the door go,
" Sam, I'm home " Jess called out, a rage that Sam hadn't felt in a long time bubbled within him he stood slowly from his seat and wiped at his face angrily, Jess came in all bright smiles until she saw Sam's stony look, she froze a look of confusion on her face,
" Sam ? What's wrong ? " Sam shook the letters at her, her confused face turned to one of shock
" Why the hell do you have letters addressed to me from my brother Jess ? "
" You went in my chest ? " she asked
" What ? I cannot believe that that is your answer !! WHY DO YOU HAVE THESE ? " Jess shrank back at the anger radiating off Sam
" Some of these are before we even started living together , before I even knew you. Care to explain ? " he asked ice lacing his tone, his usual caring eyes were dark and stormy, hard. Jess gasped this was a side of Sam she had never seen,
" I……I…….Its complicated Sam "
" Then make it uncomplicated Jess, its real easy, you tell me what the hell is going on. Now " Jess nodded and took a seat on the couch twisting her hands nervously , tears where rolling down her pretty face but at this moment in time Sam couldn't seem to care, she took a deep breath and began
" It…it was my job to keep you separate from them "
" From who ? "
" Your family " she whispered not looking at him
" Why ? " Sam asked, anger once again in his voice, it was shaking he just wanted to grab hold of his girlfriend and shake the answers from her, but that wouldn't help
" I……..please Sam I can't they'll kill me if I tell . He'll kill my father" Sam stiffened, he didn't want to lose Jess but he had to know who was plotting against him and his family
" I won't let that happen you'll be safe " she looked at him with scared eyes, her lower lip trembled
" You won't believe me, this is going to sound crazy "
" Try me, I can do crazy "
" Okay, you asked for it. Three years ago my dad was dying from cancer, a man came to the house and said he could save him, but I had to be willing to serve him. I thought he was crazy but I was out of my mind, my mom died when I was little, it was just me and dad and I was so scared I didn't want to loose him. So I……….I agreed, I swear I didn't know what he was planning I didn't know that I'd fall in love with you Sam, and I have Sam. But he said if I didn't do as he said he'd kill my father and then he'd kill me, I don't want to die Sam " she began to sob, her small frame trembling from the force of the sobs coming from her,
" What did he want you to do ? " he asked quietly
" He wanted me to keep you and your brother apart, to get close to you, to stop any contact with you and your family "
" Who was it ? "
" I told you it was a man " she said her eyes red but now the tears had stopped and her trembling was subsiding,
" I need a name Jess, if you want my help I need a name " Jess opened her mouth to speak then froze her head snapped back so her face was pointing towards the ceiling, when she looked at him again her blue yes were a murky yellow, Sam stumbled backwards, the yellow eyed Jess was now smirking at him
" Hello Sammy, you remember me ? No ? Ah well youth today no respect, it chills a demons heart "
" You're….you're a demon ? Where's Jess ? "
" Oh she's in here with me, its all cosy, like sharing a sleeping bag " the demon ran its hands over Jess's body making Sam cringe
" Stop that, leave her alone "
" Can't do that Sammy, Jess's soul is mine. Didn't know she was such a blabber gums or I'd never of made the deal with her. Still it has its perks, most of my meat suits aren't as pretty "
" I said stop it " Sam said as he rushed the demon, he was pinned to the wall before he knew what had hit him
" Tsk, tsk Sammy its not polite to interrupt your elders when they're talking to you. Did that daddy of yours teach you no manners ? "
" Fuck you "
" Huh. Guess not " he chuckled " Now then, what to do with Jess "
" You leave her alone, she's innocent in this " Sam spat, the demon raised one of Jess's brows
" Oh you think so do you ? Did she tell you how dear old mommy died ? " Sam glared " Take that as a no then. Well the thing is Sammy, Jess killed her mom "
" You're lying " Sam yelled
" Am I now. May have been an accident but thing is little Jess ain't so sweet , yep she killed mommy dearest cause mommy was a little heavy handed. Stabbed her mom with a kitchen knife was going to do daddy to but he managed to persuade otherwise "
" Demons lie, you're lying " Sam was shaking his head unable to believe anything the demon was saying to him. Jess may have made some bad decisions but Sam couldn't and wouldn't believe that Jess could kill someone let alone her mom. The demon was smirking at him again it moved towards him and gently stroked his face, Sam flinched away
" Its not your time yet Sam, but it will be soon, you and that brother of yours. Soon you're going to be mine, working for me, side by side "
" What about Jess ? "
" Oh I don't need her anymore "
" You'll let her go ? " Sam asked, he knew this was probably a stupid question a waste of time but he had to ask, the demon smirked
" Oh yeah, I'll let her go, but she did betray me…….. So a little punishment at least " the demon rushed from Jess's mouth and she crumpled to the floor, Sam was released immediately he crawled over to Jess and with trembling fingers tried for a pulse in her neck. There was a small one, she turned her head towards him
" I'm sorry Sam, I'm so sorry " she whispered
" Its okay its over now he's gone, you're safe "
" No, I'm not " she breathed, before Sam could react Jess's body was pulled by an invisible force across the floor and up the wall
" JESS !! " Sam yelled he tried to move but again felt himself held in place. He watched in horror as Jess was drawn up the wall and onto the ceiling, her stomach suddenly opened in a vivid red gash her blood dripped from the wound landing on Sam's face
" No, no, God Jess "
" Forgive me " she whimpered before the ceiling around her burst into flame consuming her body, blackness encroached on Sam it welcomed him like an old friend until he knew no more.
A/N; Okay not posted this story for a while but think I'm getting there again. Not long to go with it now though maybe another couple of chapters. Didn't want Sam to be heartless and I thought if Dean had been younger he would have stayed in touch maybe. Let me know what you think by pressing the little purple nurple…lol