Someone asked me what FUBAR meant…Fucked Up Beyond All Recognition…FUBAR
FINALLY Chapter 8…p.s. I'm looking at 1-2 more chapters so this story is almost complete. Keep on reviewing!
The night came and went but Kim and Sam had made little progress. They had taken to using the candle holder as a digging implement and it wasn't working up to par. Also, Kim was pretty much on her own due to Sam's condition. He helped as much as he could by holding the candle and keeping an ear out, but Kim could have used an extra hand.
"How you holding up?" Kim asked, plopping down on the ground next to sam.
"Peachy" was the sarcastic reply "couldn't be better"
"That bad, huh?"
"Yea, that bad"
"I wish I could do more for you but you need to see a doctor"
"its not just that, its everything…"sheer pain and exhaustion were beginning to take there toll and he could feel tears welling up in his eyes, but he forced them back down "its just that first it was Jessica, then my father, now Dean…everyone I love either dies or disappears…or worse"
"Who's Jessica" Kim pried. He didn't really want to talk about her, even with his brother, for fear of bursting into uncontrollable sobs. He felt, however, that if he didn't tell someone he would explode…kim just happened to be the one in the vicinity when everything just hit him at once.
"she was…" he began, voice breaking already "my girlfriend, possible the only woman I will ever love…she was murdered, I watched her die…" the tears were falling freely now and he didn't even attempt to stop them. "we were looking for our father, thinking maybe he would have the answers since my mother died the same way, but he disappeared. Now all this…and Dean"
Kim couldn't do much but hold him as he cried. "I am so sorry, I shouldn't have asked"
"No, I had to tell someone…I just could never bring myself to do it before" he glared at her through glassy eyes. She was holding up well for someone who had lost a loved one as well. He asked her about it, feeling sorry that he had divulged so much and she listened to him.
"I'm ok…surprisingly" she answered "though I'm sure it will hit me later. Me and my brother were all alone, you see. Our parents were killed in a car crash a few years ago…I just wish I could have done more for him, you know. I miss him"
Sam understood completely. He felt suddenly ashamed at his sudden burst of emotion., after all, not one tear fell as she was telling her story. . all this had to be very hard on her, the Winchester boys were at least used to this.
"Um, how far are you" he asked, turning the subject away from self loathing and grief.
"Well, not as far as I feel I should be"
"Ok, what time is it?"
"About 3pm"
"Well you have 2 hours to get yourself out"
"What about you!"
"You said it yourself; I'm in no condition to do anything"
"So you're just going to stay here with the blood thirsty vampires? I think not"
"You at least have a fighting chance…I would take it if I were you"
"Well, you're not me and I'm going to get your busted ass out"
"I'll just slow you down"
She didn't respond to his last statement, but rather got up and began chiseling at the stones like a mad woman. He had to smile at her determination and courage. She could have just left him as soon as she was through the ceiling, but opted to stay and help.
Kim's attitude didn't change much over the next hour and a half, even with Sams protesting. Then Sam came up with the bright idea of having her climb through, find the door, and open it for him. She agreed.
"You know, I was thinking" she said out of the blue "why was Dean so important to Azel? What makes him so special?"
"Dunno, I'm sure Azel has his reasons" Sam replied flatly
"But don't you find it all odd?"
He didn't have a chance to answer her before the stone she was hacking at came loose and fell to the floor with a crash.
"Are you ok?" Sam called through the smoke and dust
"Yea" came the reply.
She got up off the floor where she had thrown herself so as to not get crushed by the falling debris. She looked up at the gaping hole that meant their escape "nice" she said with a smile. She stood up onto the fallen stone and peered out into the room.
"What do you see?" Sam asked from his position on the floor.
"It's just an empty room, but sunset came faster then anticipated" she replied
"Go then, that noise was loud enough to draw them all down here"
"What are you going to do?"
"I can take care of myself" he replied with a smirk. He picked up one of the smaller rocks and tossed it playfully in his hand.
"I'll go find the door and let you out" she said lifting herself up and out into the room above. She poked her head back down the opening. "Hold tight" she said with a weak smile, he nodded and returned it.
He unfortunately had a strong feeling she wouldn't be back. He pulled himself to his feet and limped to the hole and peered up. He didn't know why he had a sudden burst of defeat, but it passed now and it was time to think of a contingency plan.
He knew he wouldn't be able to get out of the hole with his leg and shoulder. He looked down at his limn arm and got an idea from something he had seen in a movie. It was going to hurt, bad, but at least he would get some motion back in his arm. He braced himself before slamming his shoulder into the nearest wall. The pain shot all through his body and he felt as if he might faint. He sighed in relief as his shoulder popped and the pain subsided slightly. It was still painful but at least he could move his arm now. Now, to come up with a plan B.