This took me a while, I know. Blame senior year of college and work from taking me away from fanfic writing. But I’m back! And I have here, the second part of that wretched piece of Sabriel angst. As mentioned before, the Sabriel reunion does not come into play here; that will be in the third installment of this mini-series.
Instead, I hope you all enjoy this continuation, and its deviation in perspective.
Title inspired by the song “The Awakening,” by Joseph M. Martin. ♥
“Sammy.
Talk to me.”
Bloodshot
eyes stared through the windshield, numbly focused on the open road ahead illuminated
by the Impala’s high-beams, and Sam only shook his head minutely. Dean sighed
next to him, and Sam barely registered the motion of his brother swiping a
tired hand over his face.
“Sam,”
Dean murmured, returning his gaze back onto the road. “What did you see? What
did the Jinn show you?”
A
soft swallow, lips parted slightly with a dry smack, but Sam still couldn’t
speak. Images of Gabriel danced through his mind; he was flooded with flashes
of that wonderful golden smile, echoes of joyous laughter, phantom touches of
Gabriel’s smooth blonde hair across his fingers, of those thin lips pressed
firmly against his own, amber eyes narrowed in delight as they glimmered with
mischief, adoration, and love.
Sam
sighed shakily, his throat throbbing.
“Sam,
you’re scaring me. I know that a Jinn’s magic is nasty business, but I can’t help
unless—”
Wait, wait – are you telling me they aren’t? O________O
No, no, I’m quite positive they actually are!! Talking with each other via skype almost constantly, blushing and flirting, and being the most adorable couple in existence while Dean’s rolling his eyes fondly in the background >.<
Karate, SPN Demonic Octopus Guardian 