Hey! Apparently, snow/ice is coming my way. So I'm just hoping for a delay. But then that would screw with midterms... Anyways! Here's chapter 43! It's longer like I promised, and I really like it. Which is a change from the past few. I've gotten quite a few requests to resurrect Avi, but sorry! It's just not happening yet. But it will soon! Sammy's making an apperance though, and it's kind of Avi/Sam goodness. So I hope that makes up for it. Enjoy! : )
The Story of Avi
I liked this dream. It was peaceful, quiet. I sat in a large grassy field, the sky a deep blue, and the warm sun on my face. I sighed happily, and laid back. My head felt empty, which meant Mom wasn't here. That sometimes happens in my dreams. It usually freaks me out, but it was just so peaceful here. Worry didn't even seem to exist.
"Hello?" I bolted up right. No one should have been here; it seemed to wreck the entire setting.
"Who's there?" I demanded, getting to my feet.
"Sam Winchester." My mouth dropped open. Now I definitely knew it was a dream.
"Sam?" I repeated, running towards him.
"Avi?" I crested a hill, and finally saw him.
"Sam!" I exclaimed joyously.
"Oh my god," he said, and hurried to meet me, "But you're dead!" I just had to slap him for that. He seemed solid enough.
"Oh you think so?" I asked, "And how the hell are you in my dream. Because dream Sam wouldn't be acting like this!"
"Dream Sam?" he repeated curiously. I fought to keep the blush off my face.
"How are you here?" I asked again.
"I don't know," he admitted, "I just fell asleep, and woke up here. Thought I was dreaming." I smiled at him, and gave him a tight hug. Oh, how I missed the smell of cinnamon.
"I've missed you," I whispered, "All of you."
"Me too," he whispered back.
"I saw what happened in Carthage," I told him, after a few minutes, finally pulling away from the hug. Sam nodded, his eyes cast down. "Are you guys all okay?"
"Yeah," he answered briskly, and I could tell he was lying. "It's just hard. We're sick and tired of burying the people we care about." I smiled at him softly. "Cas talks to you almost everyday," Sam continued, "And I stop by often too." I looked at him curiously.
"You talk to me?" Awww!
"We buried you outside Bobby's house," he explained, "We wanted to keep you close by when we find a way to get you back."
"No deals," I told him, "You make a deal to bring me back, and I'll kick your ass." Sam laughed. "I'm serious! Deals are never good!"
"I know," he said, "I know."
"Good!" I proclaimed, "Freaking took you Winchesters long enough!"
"Hey!" he growled. I simply shrugged.
"It's true," I said wistfully. He glared at me without much heat.
"So how's Heaven?" he asked curiously, sitting down in the grass. I shrugged and sat down next to him.
"Alright," I replied. Hopefully, he would pick up on the fact that I didn't want to talk about it.
"Zachariah being a dick?" I looked at him.
"How is that even a question?"
"Good point!" he conceded, "How long have you been up here?" I looked at him thoughtfully. So I tell him? Oh what the hell!
"Ten years." Sam gaped at me. "Same as in Hell," I continued quietly.
"I am going to get you back," he promised me. Did he just say 'I will get you back?'
"I?" I repeated, just a little hopefully. Sam realized what he said, and quickly backtracked.
"We all will," he corrected blush starting to crept up his face. I grinned.
"You sure about that?" He glared at me again.
"Jerk," he muttered.
"Bitch!" I promptly replied, giggling just a little bit. I looked around us. "Hey! A lake!"
"A what?" Sam asked.
"Lake," I repeated, and stood up, a bikini replacing my clothes. "Care for a swim?" Without waiting for an answer, I took off.
"Avi! Wait up!" Sam complained. I giggled again, and dove in. The water was cool, and clear. Inside, I was almost giddy with happiness. I got to be with Sam again, and I had this growing suspicion he might just like me too. God I sounded like such a hormonal teenager. I finally came up for breath, to see Sam standing by the side of the lake.
"You coming?" I asked him, splashing him with water.
"I don't have a bathing suit," he protested.
"Yes you do!" I told him cheekily. He glanced down to see I was right. I bit my bottom lip as I looked at him. Being a Hunter had left him with many scars, but none that were too bad. It had also left him in great shape. Damn he looked good! Now, if it was Dean, he would have made some remark, but Sam just looked away shyly, when he noticed me looking at him.
"Move!" he ordered, and took a few steps back. I quickly complied, and soon he was running full speed, and jumping in. Naturally, it was a giant cannon ball that would have soaked me if I wasn't already wet.
"Nice!" I commented.
"Thanks!" he replied, pushing his hair out of his eyes. I was about to say more, when something brushed against my foot. I glanced down, think it was seaweed, but saw nothing.
"Sam," I said a little spooked, "Let's get out of here." He nodded quickly, and grabbed one of my hands to pull me along.
"Come on," he urged, when I started to get tired.
"Go!" I ordered, and pushed him a head of me. Sam got to the edge first, and turned around as soon as he got out.
"Avi!" he screamed, horror on his face. I glanced back, and redoubled my efforts. Something black was coming after me, a long gnarled hand reaching out. Almost thereā¦
I grabbed Sam's hand to help haul me out, when the thing that was chasing me, grabbed onto my leg. It pulled me violently back, causing Sam to almost tumble into the water.
"No!" I screamed, when it pulled again. I had let go of Sam's hand and was being dragged under. "Sam!" The water was freezing cold now, and ice was beginning to form on the surface. I fought against the entity, and was free for a second. But by the time I got to the surface, the lake had frozen over. I could see Sam's face, staring at me in horror. I pounded against the ice, but it was no use, and I was running out of oxygen.
"Avi!" Sam shouted, "Avi! No! Not again!"
"Bad things aren't coming anymore," the entity hissed in my ear, its voice oily and vile. "They're here."
"I will bring you back!" I heard Sam vow, his hazel eyes flashing angrily. I think I nodded as my world turned to black.
Yes. I am evil. As said by many people. I understand. Doesn't stop me though! *grins evilly* lol
Until next time keep reading, writing, and loving Supernatural! (when will this damn show come back on? I want my Sammy with a soul back! Oh yeah... 11 days. Too long I tell ya! TOO FREAKING LONG! *Takes deep clensing breath*)
-G
