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[Fanfiction] Free to be us (1/?)

Author: vahly
Title: To Be Free us
Chapter: 1 - Part 1 (in continuation)
Fandom: Supernatural
Characters: Dean, Sam , Lindsey (in this chapter)
Pairing: Dean / Sam
Raiting: Pg13 in this chapter, but later will
NC17 Genre: angst, introspective, sentimental / romantic
Warnings: slash, incest, SPOILER of season 5.
Summary of history: After learning the truth, Sam decides to talk to Dean. Too bad that's not so easy ...
author notes: environment after 5x03, does not take into account everything that will happen later. It's just my version angst / fluffosa (the fluff in the next chapter p0rn U_U) to get me on the moral, as this show is killing me.
Should I write another thousand for the fanfic challenge to which they are marked, but this is coming down by itself ...
author notes part 2: Um, hello everyone, I am new in this community. In fact lurk for a while 'and I swear that sooner or later comment also ... Btw, I hope I have posted in the correct way and not doing shit ^^'''
Disclaimer: The characters are Kripke, the CW, Mediaset and all of those eligible. I enjoy just having fun with Dean, Sammy and co. \u0026lt;3
write about them, of course I do not gain anything, otherwise I would be in a tropical beach for sunbathing and drinking cocktails U_U







Free to be us
[After " Free to be you and me - 5x03]


Chapter 1: Part 1 Sam




Even after Lucifer had left the room, Sam continued to feel a vise tighten the chest almost to choke him. In his mind, the words of fallen angel continued to echo overlap each other, without pause.
He was the chosen one.
And in fact, was even less surprised than you should be - perhaps because Dean was the vessel of Michael, and it seemed that was written in destiny that their disagreements could not end up with a simple separation, or perhaps because he knew that there was a reason why the demon Yellow Eyes had sent to slaughter all his creatures to ensure that it remained alive only the best, the habit of meat suitable for his infernal messiah - but still could not accept it. It was so damn difficult to choose the right thing to do, get away from Dean, hunting, power that was won by the blood ... What had used all their sacrifices, if that was his fate? For a moment he was tempted to kill himself and to really put an end to everything. Lucifer had no means to be equivalent to no goddamn apocalypse no?
Unfortunately it was too smart to pretend that really could be easier.
He dropped on his bed, dejected. Why every time I wanted to try to have a normal life there must be something to prevent it? Jessica, her father ... And now this.
sighed, and took his cell phone in hand, running the column up to the name of the person you wanted to really talk at that time.
Dean.
pressed the green button, but something restrained him and forced him to hang up before his brother answered. What
could tell him, anyway? There was nothing Dean could do for him at that time, if not to worry yet. Or pissed off even more, as an alternative.
Also, Sam had gone to prove to himself and his brother who was able to fend for himself, because he knew that Dean could no longer support him as he did before. How dare could then look at the first hurdle?
... But then, how could something like that keep him hidden?
Redial the last call made, and procrastinate a bit 'before deciding to press.
Verde.
Red.
Verde.
"You can do it, Sam, it's just a damn phone call to your brother!"
Red.
"Shit."
hysterical laughter rang out into the room. Her relationship with Dean really was so compromised that I could not make a stupid call?
not had the time to answer, because the mobile phone vibrated in his hand. It took him several seconds before he could respond.
"Hello?"
"Sam?"
Sam felt very stupid when he missed a simple smile to hear the worried voice of his brother.
"Sam ... Sam, are you there? "
Dean continued, not hearing any response.
"Yes, sorry ..."
"Has something happened?"
"Yes, but it does not matter, really. It's nothing. "
"So it's not for nothing that you tried calling me three times without having the courage to wait for me to respond, at this time of night by the way."
"Sorry."
Dean snorted.
"Stop apologizing for everything, Sam, and tell me what happened."
Sam sighed. A part of him repeated over and over "are the secrets that have ruined your relationship, so stop doing the stupid and tell him!" but another part, much more decisively countered "seriously, what good? Is your problem, so stop making stupid and say that everything is ok. "
won the second.
"Nothing, really. It's all ok. "
Sam murmured, and then hang up without even saying goodbye to his brother.
turned off the phone before dropping it on the bedside table, then jumped on the bed and forced himself to sleep, falling into a deep sleep without dreams.



The next morning was more difficult than he ever imagined. Lindsey was, if anything, even more sticky and decided to find out what had happened the previous night. Efforts to no avail to convince her that Sam really did not want to know : the boy proved more elusive and mysterious, the more she felt incredibly attracted to him. So for the rest the day he had spent the time to avoid it and try every possible way to keep busy and fitted every time she tried to hunt down, not that she would give him seriously so annoying, but just could not take it to deal with a girl who he was practically a stranger. Not that day. It was for this that night, when I tried to warn him that there was a man who called out to him, was incredibly difficult to get close.
"Hey Keith!" He felt the call boy.
Looking up to heaven, he turned toward her.
"Yes?"
"There's an FBI agent looking for you ... It is outside the door waiting. "
Sam was dumbfounded. An FBI agent? What was ...? But no, he could have found it ... He had given a name never used before, how could we do that?
did not know whether it was more the fear or hope that Dean was really that out of that bar, yet when he saw his brother coming out with a blank stare turned to the street in front of them, had no doubts about what felt at that moment. Smiling no good reason at all, he came quickly.
"Hello Agent, do you want?" He asked Dean, who spun around.
The elder brother looked him from head to toe, and it took a moment before saying anything.
"So, what have you?"
Sam frowned.
"What do you think they do not know how to take care of myself?" He stopped, noticing Dean shrug and raise an eyebrow as he continued: "I did not combined at all, ok? I can survive for a few days alone! "
" So what? You know, yesterday you gave me a fright with those calls, so I would like to know what's going on, if you please! "
Sam sighed. How could she tell such a thing without losing much of its confidence? "As if he had not already done so ... And if I tell you, will trust even less, if possible ... "
"Look, we can talk in a more peaceful place? You know, being in the middle of the road is not exactly the best to deal with certain things. "
Dean nodded, looking slightly worried, but Sam was going to tell Lindsay that the agent had asked him to follow him to the investigation - nothing serious but you know, some things take time and the FBI did not take no for an answer - and without giving further explanations reached again Dean.