Dean scoots his chair closer to my bedside, and he has that anxious look like I’m hurt. I guess I am. Still not in any pain, though.

“You were in an accident,” he says finally, eyes flicking to my forehead and back to my face. He forces a smile, but I can tell it’s serious.

“H-how long was I out?” I ask, coughing again slightly. “Water?”

“Right! Here, here you go.” Dean has a cup of water already on a tray nearby. There’s a few empty ones on the counter next to that. And that’s when I start to get uneasy.

“Dean,” I press him, sipping at the water. “How long?”

A shadow practically falls over his face.

“They said you were awake when they brought you in, but by the time I got here you were unconscious. It’s been three weeks.”

“Three — that’s impossible!” I sputter and nearly drop the water. “That long, I wouldn’t wake back up.”

“Yeah,” Dean says, his voice cracking. “You wouldn’t.”

This is cover art for a one-shot fanfic of mine, No Time At All. Here’s the summary and more info:

Sam is in a coma. An experimental drug lets him wake up for a few hours at a time, though, and be able to visit with his brother. Dean is helpless to change Sam’s situation, so Sam decides to try to change Dean’s.

G-rated, 3616 words, Implied Major Character Death, No-supernatural AU, Nurse Castiel, Background Destiel, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Brother Feels, Time Skips, Sam POV, Hopeful Bittersweet Ending

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So many feels!!! I needed my Moose Bucket ™️ to hold all the feels for this one!!!

8:00 Whiskey

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Sam paced back and forth across the kitchen, his bare feet scuffling along the cold, tiled floor. It had been three days since he had seen Dean. He woke up that day and Dean was just…gone. No note, nothing. No signs of a struggle. Dean hadn’t called or texted either.

Although it was 8 o’clock in the morning, he poured himself a glass of whiskey and quickly drank it down. He had a horrible feeling in the pit of his stomach.

He poured another glass, but just held it, staring across the room at the door, as if Dean would walk in at any second. His grip tightened on the glass, and it shattered in his hand, shards of glass and liquor going everywhere. Sam looked at the cuts on his hand, watching the blood mix with the alcohol, barely noticing the sting.

He did look up however, when he felt a presence in the room. He knew it wasn’t Dean. He turned slowly to face the intruder.

“ ‘Sup Sam? I’ve got something to tell you…”

Sam nodded acceptingly, his hair falling into his face. He did not cry. He offered her a drink. She set her scythe against the wall and joined him.

This glass he finished slowly. It would probably be his last.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/14365155/chapters/33161907

Written for a prompt by TheRiverScribe.

Asmodeus is pissed. He’s lost Gabriel. Lost Lucifer and Castiel and Jack.
In a last-ditch effort to regain control, he goes after his “brother’s” failed experiment: Sam Winchester.

Sam, the one who was supposed to be the Boy-King of Hell. Who was fed Azazel’s blood at 6 months of age. Who was groomed to become the vessel for Lucifer. Who DID house the archangel and then spend centuries in the cage.

Now, Asmodeus, last Prince of Hell, has been juicing on archangel grace. And he’s in need of a replacement pet seeing as his last one was stolen so rudely. May as well try keeping this one on a leash of blood-lust.

Sam doesn’t do well in Hell. The demon-grace blood reawakens Sam’s old powers…and sparks some new ones. But can he keep himself sane long enough to gain control? Will anyone even notice he’s gone? Gabriel was practically catatonic and Cas more worried about Dean and Jack than anything else when Sam was taken by demons on a grocery run.

And time…moves so much faster in Hell…

WARNINGS for physical and psychological torture, graphic scenes of violence and torture, disturbing imagery, major character death (temporary). Please tread carefully and take care of yourself.

Spoilers for 13.18 – Bring ‘em Home Alive

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