Title -- Changed
Character -- Sarah Blake
Category -- Supernatural/Romance
Pairing(s) -- A hint of Sam/Sarah
Spoilers -- Provenances, Season One
Summary -- Before she met Sam Winchester, she was a normal girl. Really.
Before she met Sam Winchester, she was a normal girl. Really, she was. Granted, she was a hell of an art historian, she knew a lot about a lot of different art, and she was even an excellent salesperson and a canny businesswoman.
But before she met Sam Winchester, Sarah Blake wasn't paranoid.
She'd had no idea of the things that went bump in the night, and she would have massively preferred for it to stay that way.
But now -- now she knew there were things out there, and these things were farm from harmless.
When she moved out of the family home and back into her own place, she went three days before she started salting the doors and windows and invested in an iron fireset.
You could never be too careful.
She told herself it was paranoid, ridiculous, and completely not what Sam would want. Sam would want her to live as much of her life as normally as possible.
But, Sarah reflected, she just couldn't. Not now that she knew.
And it wasn't like she regretted it. She'd liked Sam, she really had. She still hopes he'll come back, to see her, maybe stay a little longer this time. And he won't look at her funny when he comes into her apartment and salt crunches under his feet because she didn't manage to sweep it all up before company came.
Even though two years have passed, she thinks back on that day in the graveyard, in Evelyn's house, with fondness, despite the near-death and pee-your-pants scares. Because her life had changed, and she had met a good men -- two of them, although she was especially soft on the taller of the two.
What girl wouldn't be changed after an adventure with the Winchester boys?
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