Supernatural xover
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As the music died down: to low grumble on the stereo, Sam could barely stay awake: a thousand thoughts racing through his mind. He could almost feel Alec staring at him. Even though the transgenic really wasn't. 494: hadn't really answered Sam, leaving the hunter with more questions the he had answers. If he couldn't save Dean: if he couldn't find another cross roads demons, that is willing to trade: a life for a life- Sam felt frustrated: why had Dean, gone through some much trouble on getting him back: why had dean been so against them finding a way out- oh right, he knew that- but it still didn't help: the burn in his chest: he grimaced- his shoulder flinching at the thought. Alec watched Sam out of the corner of his eye- he saw the flinch- and felt bad for the young hunter: who within a short time of a year had lost everything, everyone- but Sam wasn't alone now- he has me, thought alec, tightening his grip on the wheel. He knew he had to find, a place to crash: Sam looked awful- so white and ghostly, it was actually scary- he didn't want to see, Sam In this much pain- it hurt.
"I saw this motel, back there away, we'll crash their for tonight" he told Sam. Sam was drowning again, he couldn't see straight, he couldn't breathe. It was really bothering him, how much in common Alec had, with his older brother his heart clenched.
"breathe Sammy" Alec said, as soon as he heard the hitch, in Sam's voice. Alec, pulled into the parking lot, cutting off the engine, and running towards the other side, to help Sam out, tears blinded the hunters vision.
"its okay, Sam, it okay" Alec didn't know what it was like, to have a brother- okay, he had Ben, his twin/clone. Older, yes, but he was nothing like the ideal brother: that Dean was for Sam. Alec could tell, Sam had great admiration toward his brother: like Dean was the world, but now dean's dead. Sacrificing himself to save his little brother.
What devotion Dean, must have had for his family, forsaking everything, to keep, a family together, only in the end. Ripping them apart. Alec wanted Sam to forget about dean, pay attention to him, but the transgenic knew that was never going to happen anytime soon. But that was okay, because he wanted to get to know Sam a little bit more. He could tell, the hunter barely trusted him, by the way, he was staring at him: through teary vision.
"I don't want to be weak, but I can't help it" Sam choke admittedly. Alec frowned crouching down, so that he was eye level with Sam. Grabbing his head, he made, sure Sam made eye contact. "your not weak Sammy, your hurt: and you don't know where to turn, that's not weakness Sam, that's strength in the making he told him, using the pad of his thumb, he brushed away the tears, Sam huffed- he didn't want to wait- his heart hurt, and it hurt bad. He couldn't describe it: the void was back: and when he looked up into Alec's eyes, all he saw was dean, and that wasn't fair. Sam, jolted his head: ripping away from the tender touch.
Alec grimaced as he did so, before dropping his hand, "Sam its getting late, I'm going to get us a room, you stay here.
Sam nodded, he didn't think, that he could move, as he watched Dean, leave- or was it Alec, the lines blurred and for an instant he thought he saw his brother's retreating back: he choked on a sob, his heart fell, into his stomach- and he withered from the loneliness that was beginning to nip at the corners of his broken heart.
"come back soon, Alec" he thought, feeling emptiness- feeling isolated, his tortured eyes screamed for his brother. But all he had was a transgenic lover.- was that the word,- or was Alec even that, did, 494 use him, he couldn't think his mind swam. And a heart wrenching cry- escaped through clenched teeth, he was holding onto the dashboard- closing his eyes- so tightly it hurt- wanting to escape- wanting to join his brother- wanting for once to be the selfish one- Sam finely passed out falling back, his body draped, across both seats: the clutch jabbing into his back.
Inside the motel- Alec had a bit, of trouble with the desk clerk, she was tall, with short bouncy brown hair: she was wearing a shirt that said BITE ME! In big bold letters, their was a vine, with thorns on it, on the right side of the t-shirt, her jean mini skirt. Had a slit in it.
"your being unreasonable- alec argued
"I'm just stating a fact she told him- looking at the name badge- Alec arched his brow, Misty, it read.
"all I am saying, is that: the vacancy's we do have, both have queen sized beds- she huffed
"fine I'll take it" the transgenic caved-
Misty grinned: that will be thirty dollars please she said, ringing it up, Alec smirked fishing around for his credit card. Whoever Jamie Lynn was- she was paying for this night of festivities. Misty lifted an eyebrow, but Alec managed to sweet talk his way into getting the room.
When Alec returned to the car, he noticed, Sam, was asleep, in an uncomfortable position, or at least that was what Alec, got from the position, that he found Sam in.
"come on, Sammy time a wasting- their a nice bed, with your name on it" at the sound of Alec's voice Sam began to come around- Alec pulled Sam from the seat, and into his arms, supporting the taller hunter- they slowly made it back to the motel. The desk clerk, gave a knowing smile- And Alec winked back, before heading to the elevator.
Getting to their room, wasn't a stroll through the park, Alec ignored the stares, and the snide remarks, as the elevator headed to the fourth floor. Sam was passed out. "couldn't wait till, you got to the bed could ya, thought Alec. Running a hand across his face- in a loving gesture.
The short ride on the elevator was quiet, no one dared to utter a word- just by, the hard look Alec was giving everybody. He was going to get in contact with Bobby later on tonight, till him, that their had been a change of plans- and that they were, staying in a small rural town called Oakland skies for the night. Jingling the room keys, juggling Sam, and trying to jiminy the door open, success- Alec inwardly cheered at his small victory. He threw the keys on a nearby table- before laying Sam down across the bed, as soon as Sam's head reached the pillow-Sam nuzzled into it enjoying the familiar smells of his childhood days. Alec smiled tiredly at the hunter-"I'm going to go make us some coffee, Alec gently spoke, he knew he'd be the one drinking the entire pot. But he couldn't let his guard down- Jake was out there, so was ruby, and go know what else. The sound and smell of coffee brewing, began to wafer through. Pulling up a chair, he made residents there. Running his hand, through Sam's long hair. Blue green eyes, became warm and tender, Sam turned into the soft touch. He couldn't almost smell: dean's scent: gunpowder, and leather. He wanted to open his eyes, he wanted to see dean's smiling face- but he knew dean was dead, he actually held his brother's bloodied corpse in his arms, he swallowed thickly trying to hold back the tears, trying to, fall back to sleep- but sleep eluded him. Tears leaked from his eyes, as a padded thumb, brushed them away- was Alec mad, at him, for enjoying the comfort of his kiss so much, Alec, saw, that need- the desire to be whole again. But he didn't want to be just some replacement for Sam- he wasn't dean- yet if that meant Sam would be his- Alec shook his head- no, no, no- he wouldn't do that to Sam- Sam spent his whole life with Dean.
He just didn't believe a brother would do that to another brother- he was just hoping his assumptions were wrong- hoping that in time- Sam would come to see him- not dean, Alec nuzzled his face, into Sam's hand, before kissing it. Sam looked so out of it- his eyes were glazed with sleep-
"go to sleep Sam-
"I can't- was the whispered reply- every time I fall asleep- I see him- I see him bloody, lifeless in my arms- I feel like I killed him- like I killed my brother Sam choked on a cry. Trying to breathe at the Same time. Alec jolted out his seat, hoisting Sam up into the sitting position, he slapped his back a few time, before Sam breathing unhitched, and he was breathing normally- Alec curled a protective arm around Sam, pressing his lips to his forehead, Sam's head found his way onto his chest, and Alec's had found its way to Sam's hair, as he threaded his fingers through his hair, he reached, into his pocket, and pulled out his cell, hitting redial, with his thumb- he decided to cal bobby- who was probably pissed off, at him, for not getting in contact sooner.
Alec felt Sam, nuzzle into his chest: sending electric shock waves of pleasure jolting through his body- how come the most simplest of gestures, and I'm putty in your hands" Sam didn't respond seeking comfort, in the only source available. Alec dropped the phone somewhere in the bed, as he pulled Sam closer, Sam leaned up, in the slightest of touches, brushing his lips against his.
"are you sure, you want this Sam- he questioned, knowing, that Sam was desperate, to cling onto something, anything, and he wanted to e that one person, that Sam clung onto. Alec's lips, swept over his, licking at his lips, beseeching to enter the moist cavern- Sam parted his lips, and a pink tongue darted in, roaming the corners of his mouth- suckling on Sam's tongue- a conjoined moan of pleasure vibrated through the room. As Sam, slipped from Alec's lips, to his neck, Alec gave a gasp of surprise and pleasure. The sensation was like nothing he ever felt. Sam's kisses, burned like fire, as the hunter trailed burning chilled kisses, down his throat, Alec arched himself back, so that Sam could get better access rolling his eyes back in ecstasy
"SAMMY! Oh god! He moaned loving the sensation, of Sam's lips on his throat, he thought about what else Sam's lips could be suckling on- 494, groaned as his cock hardened inside his jeans, it a cloud of lust, Alec felt Sam, kiss his way back toward his open mouth, Alec took this opportunity: to take the lead, pressing back: eliciting a soft mewl of delight from the hunter, he moved down, towards Sam neck, nipping and biting his teeth grazed soft flesh. As he lapped up Sam's savory scent: the taste of his skin: sent another wave of pleasure through him.
"Sam, can you hear me" Alec asked the younger man, as he pressed his lips to Sam's pert peck, "mmm-" Sam mewed, wanting more, needing to fell whole again. As Alec trailed his way to his stomach: his hard member throbbing ever more. He placed a tender kiss on Sam's stomach- wondering if he should go through this- it was Dean who Sam, wanted not him- Alec pressed down, Sam gasped: feeling his own cock, start to harden.
Alec had stopped- what was he waiting, for-
"Sam I can't do this, I love you to much to take advantage of you-
"oh shoot- thought Sam, take advantage of me, I don't mind" thought Sam, wanting release, wanting to feel whole, more then anything, he wanted to be closer to the one guy- who reminded him of his cocky- stubborn older brother.
"I don't mind he told him-
"yes you do Sam- I'm not a replacement-
That hurt- swiftly killing the mood, a replacement, Sam wasn't even aware, he was trying to turn, Alec into dean- if he was- then he was screwed.
"I'm sorry Alec" he murmured.
I just- Alec put a finger to his lips, quieting him,- you don't have to say it- its understandable- you miss him, I hardly ever knew the guy, so I can't say- the same thing explained Alec.
Sam strained himself, trying to see through is teary vision- "I just want to know- will you regret this in the morning?" Alec whispered.
"everything we've done tonight- even, when I was with Rebecca- some part of me wanted to be with you- not like this- at first, I wanted to be apart of the Winchester clan, so badly- that I would have resorted- to hunting him down- killing him off, and taking his place. I needed someone to look after, I needed you- he didn't voice all of that- but Sam, heard it loud and clear. Sam blinked, trying, to think, he really wanted Alec to be apart of the family, but just how- and what part, he didn't know just yet. Lying in his arms, Sam felt a warm protectiveness sweep over him- "I love you" he murmured not knowing, if it had gone unheard. A familiar hand: with a hunter's ring, ran through dark tendrils of lush hair: "I love you to little brother" Dean's voice: fluttered in his ear: green eyes flashing black and then he was gone- replaced by a younger face: sharp blue green eyes: and short sandy blonde hair. Alec inwardly grinned at his minor victory.
The next day, Sam seemed happier, for some reason, Alec, thought it was become him. They were going to go meet bobby up in Lawrence Kansas: bobby was on pins and needles, about the long trip home- not wanting to upset Sam.
"why are we headed this way asked Sam, they had been the car for two hours, the sun, shone brightly in the gray blue sky- masked by naked trees- that swayed in the blistery wind. Alec bit, his tongue- he was given orders by bobby not to reveal their location.
"you'll see" he answered. He was placing, all his trust in his old friend, Bobby had always came through for him in the past-
Watching the scenery pass, before them, it didn't take long, for Sam to realize he was headed home. "Alec why are we headed here- is their another hunt?" Alec licked his lips, he hated lying, to Sam, but telling him the truth now, would result in a fight.
Sam sucked in a harsh, breath, he could remember the last hunt, in Salvation, How Meg, goaded them into a trap, spitting up father and sons- Dean and Sam stayed behind to keep, an eye on the next victim, Rose, a six month old baby, he remembered : the heavy hand of his brother: as he fought against him, to try to get to rose, she was burning up, the nursery was on fire- and dean was holding him: he could see the out line of the demon from where he was at. He struggled against Dean- but Dean wouldn't budge- he had a firm hold on his little brother. As he watched- the scene in horror, Dean said nothing the family was gone, poof- up in smokes just like that- and he couldn't do a thing, thanks to Dean- he had just lost the chance to have a normal life- though nothing would be normal- Jess was dead, he blamed himself for her death as will, then their father got possessed= by THE DEMON: yellow eyes himself- he was taunting dean, begging Sam to kill his father- he had listened to dean- dean who was bleeding - up against a wall- begging Sam not to listen- Sam obeyed his brother, it was hard, to resist yellow eyes, when the offer seemed so tempting, and as much as John and Sam fought, Sam still respected his father, he just didn't voice- it. Dean crawled on his hands in knees to get Sam-
With shaky hands he cupped Sam's face, calling his name: Dean's face turned into Alec's as Sam, realized- where he was- he was back, where it all started.
"Alec why are we here? He asked. Suddenly wanting his brother to be near him, suddenly craving Dean's touch.
Sam choked back a sob, and tried to hide, the sadness in his eyes, he wasn't successful- Alec frowned, but said nothing-
"bobby wanted us to meet him here, I thought It was a bad idea, but he insisted Alec told him. Sam didn't move- he was stationed in the passenger seat- he wanted to turn around- he didn't' want to face this, not-now, not when so many memories good and bad were made here- not where dean's spirit still haunted him- no when he could still here Dean's cries of pain, as the hellhounds ripped him apart like a chew toy. He couldn't handle this- his hands were shaking, alec licked his lips, he knew he shouldn't have listened to bobby- not when bobby wasn't making much sense, what was he planning-
Will shack up, in a motel, we don't have to go into your house" said Alec, leaning against the impala: chrome-black shimmered in the rays of the sun-
Sam shuddered, mulling over the offered thought- he nodded his head, in agreement to that idea, Alec went around the car: and opened the driver side door.
Alec didn't expect an easy recovery, but he was trying his best- eventually Sam would have to let Dean go- eventually Sam would have to trust him fully-
Alec pulled into an open motel- their was a vacancy for a two bed, bedroom, with an open view of the pool.-with breathtaking landscapes. It was beautiful really, "Sam come here, you got to see this" said Alec with a grin. Sam came out of the bathroom wearing nothing, but flannel pants- and dark blue wrist bands- that were stained red brown-. His hands were trembling-
Sam-
"Alec I can't stop- I can't- his voice cracked with shame, Alec moved swiftly, startled hazel eyes widened as the transgenic clutched the hand, that held the sharp utensil- "I didn't want to come to this- thought Alec, he wanted to stop Sam, before he hurt himself- Sam was depressed- that was understandable, but the X-5, just didn't know how deep the hunter's depression was. The knife clattered to the floor, it had specs of blood on the blade- Sam's blood- Alec looked at Sam, with pity in his eyes- Sam flinched away seeing it, he didn't want anyone to feel sorry for him- he just wanted to join Dean- dean was calling him- couldn't anyone here it-
Alec yanked Sam into a tight embrace, kissing, his scared wrists- he would have to keep a better eye out for Sam- make sure- their was no sharp utensils around for Sam to hurt himself,- this would be a big hurtle but they would get through this- Sam would get through this- he would make sure of it. 494- took great care, in tending to Sam's self inflicted injuries- all the while blaming himself- he should have known,= that Dean Winchester would be hard to forget- hard to leave in the past- Alec wasn't asking for Sam, to forget his brother -he asking the exact opposite- he was asking to be apart of Sam's life- in a way- that wasn't just brotherly affection. He could compete with dean.
As Sam lay, in light slumber- a storm rolled by: lighting crashed, thunder rolled: creating a peaceful atmosphere for the hunter and the soldier rain pelted down: the cement tundra. Pounding relentlessly on the shingled roof. Lighting flashed brilliantly lighting up the skies, Sam shook: Alec draped another blanket over him: before crawling in himself- their would be one less bed: for the maid to make in the morning. Sam snuggled in to Alec's bare chest Dean's pendent tickled his nose. "I'm not dean, Sam, Alec reminded him, resting his chin, on top of his head. "I love you to, I wish you could see that,- I wish you could see past the clothing attire- and into me.
A sharp clap of thunder rolled: followed by a brilliant clash of lighting that zigzagged across the skies-Sam's cell phone rang: Alec was closer- peering at the caller ID, he sucked in a breath- the person who owned this number was dead.