#jenneelackles

Sometimes when you most need someone or something it comes at the right time. But when someone or something blends into one it’s probably the weirdest combination.

25-yeard-old Sam Winchester was sitting on the hill of the bunker, his fist in his mouth, eyes squeezed shut as he cries and chokes on the lump in his throat. No matter how much he convinced Dean that he was okay, he was far from that. He had told Dean he is going out for some fresh air, but once he climbed up the hill and took a deep breath, it was like that same air punched him and broke him and he just dropped and sat on the grass.

He had lost more than he ever had. He lost the perfect life he had, he lost his family… except Dean. But at some moments it felt as if he was losing Dean as well and he couldn’t prevent it. Some days would feel good, but some nights like that one Sam would feel lost and alone and he was scared that wouldn’t change, though the morning was always better. But this time it didn’t seem to be better.

Sam prayed… and prayed… for sign, for something to assure him that it’s worth it to keep going. And when he let all out, he dropped flat on his back and stared at the stars, wishing to be somewhere up there, far from Earth. His tears dried on his face, his eyes stinging.

A little brightly shining star caught his attention. He liked it. It was outstanding on the pitch-black space. And it was beautiful. Not like the other stars. It was different, just like Sam. And he thought – did it feel not on place? Just like Sam felt? Did it want to fall on earth? But there couldn’t possibly be an answer for that. So Sam just stared at it and dreamed to be somewhere up there.

But very soon the dot became brighter and bigger. Sam tilted his head and frowned. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. It was just a trick. But when he looked back up… it was getting huge ball of light flying right through the sky and it was already in the Earth’s atmosphere. Sam panicked. He didn’t know what to do so he tripped down the hill in attempt to go back in the bunker. It took just a second for the ball of fire to hit the ground about 2 miles away from the bunker. Sam was lying on his belly on the ground, eyes opened wide, breathing heavy. And holy shit what the hell was that?

Without calling Dean he just took one of the cars from the garage and drove through the forest. He was deadly curious to find out what that was.

When he got closer, he noticed how many trees were missing. He stopped the car and took few minutes to gather his mind. He took torchlight and a gun and got out of car. Slowly, hesitantly he stepped to the edge of a huge crater, about 5 meters deep and 30 meters wide. The atmosphere around him felt really hot and the crater was radiating it. Right in the middle he could see a little pulsing light. He thought for a moment. May be it was one of NASA’s satellites.

Sam tied a rope to a tree and carefully climbed down the crater. To his fear it wasn’t any sort of satellite. It looked like a giant egg of dirt, and its centre was pulsing with light.

In that moment Sam was a complete idiot. He had to turn around and run and call 911, NASA, FBI, the Pentagon, the Parliament. That was a freaking UFO and he had no right to touch it. But his brain was in a smoke of curiosity.

He poked the egg with the torch. It was soft. Really soft. It suddenly moved on the surface and Sam jumped back, tripping and falling on the ground. But nothing happened after that. The egg looked like the belly of a pregnant woman but made of something dirty and old, like skin. Sam walked around but he didn’t see any limbs. So it was sort of an egg. And there was something inside it. And it was alive. Sam could barely catch his breath. He got back to the car to put on gloves and take a knife. He went back down to the egg and decided.

He stuck the knife at the farthest part of the egg and when it sank to the middle and nothing happened he started pulling towards him. The thing cut and let out a lot of air and steam that smelled pretty pleasant. By the end of the cut the egg was half the size it was. Sam tried to look inside with the torch but unsuccessful. He cut a bit more and gloved-handed opened up the egg.

The torch fell off his mouth, the air ceased in his lungs, his heart skipped a few beats.

He did not need a torch to see that. It was glowing itself.

It looked absolutely like a human – head, arms, legs, 10 fingers, 10 toes, wet black short hair, by the genitals it was male undoubtedly. That was impressive but what was breathtaking was the fact that deep in its body, in the middle of his chest Sam could see the blurred shape of its heart pulsing in red and he could hear, he freaking could hear the ‘thump-thump, thump-thump, thump-thump’ . He could hear every beat of that heart and it was fast. And not only that. There was slight orange glow from his entire body where his veins were. His skin was so thin, so transparent that Sam could see more than he wanted.

He had just discovered an alien… freaking alien right in front of him. And it looked so human, but it was glowing and Sam was too shocked to do anything. Then he got even more shocked than he already was. The thing fluttered with eyelids and it had such thick, black beautiful eyelashes and it revealed the most strange but also beautiful eyes – the part of the eye that was usually white for humans it was cyan to the alien, the iris was turquoise and the pupil was ink-blue. There were few purple and orange mini dots all over the iris. The thing blinked and shifted its head slowly to the sides. When it saw Sam above him, it tilted its head and fluttered eyelids again and Sam wasn’t breathing. It was one of the most beautiful things he had ever seen.

The thing’s lips were slightly purple and Sam noticed them just when it parted them. A whimpering sound came from that mouth and it slowly reached hand towards Sam as if to say something. Sam only jumped back and covered up his mouth not to scream and fell on his back, taking this gun out. He waited but the alien didn’t come out. Sam took few breathes, and crawled back to the egg and he just then realized it was actually sort of cocoon that was protecting the alien. He looked in it again and the thing’s eyes were staring right at him curiously. But it looked tired as well.

‘P-peace…’ Sam barely breathed out with hoarse voice. And his eyes went ever wider when the thing nodded slowly. ‘D-do you… understand… me?’

The thing didn’t give any sign. Instead it only reached hand at Sam again and whimpered with a mix of different noises from its throat. This time Sam didn’t jump back but he only pulled away. The fingers curled in the empty space and the hand slowly, shakily dropped back down. It was tired and obviously needed help but Sam was suspicious.

This is madness, this is not okay, what the hell, I must be dreaming. Sam was chanting inside his head while taking stuff from the car and going back down.

‘Do you want water?’ he asked quietly and felt so utterly stupid.

He offered the bottle and the thing just pushed its finger inside it, taking it out wet and dragging it over its lips. Sam tried to press the entrance to its lips but it pulled back and pushed finger inside again. It didn’t want to touch the bottle with lips. As much as Sam didn’t want to touch it – he did. He poured water in his big palm, trying to contain as much as possible and offered it to the alien. Its lips closed on the side of Sam’s palm and it slurped the water. And soon its lips turned a bit normal like human ones and its torso acquired a slightly blue glowing. Sam sighed appeased that nothing happened to him and kept looking down at the thing in total confusion what to do with him. He checked the sky but there was nothing more unusual.

So the thing was alone.

Its brows furrowed in concern and sadness and it reached hand at Sam again. This time Sam didn’t move. He didn’t expect what happened. The thing brushed soft fingertips along the side of Sam’s face and twirled some hair around the finger and its lips parted and stretched in a happy smile that could be read in its eyes as well. Sam couldn’t help but smile at him, still confused. Soon the alien’s body started acquiring more human form as it kept its fingers on Sam’s skin. It seemed it was adapting somehow, trying to blend and look like the Earth walkers. The glow slowly lowered under the thick tan skin and it looked much more humanly. It wasn’t as little as Sam thought at the beginning. It had nice formed biceps and slightly curved abs, amazing thighs, V-form, shoulders. It didn’t look so helpless then.

‘What’s your name?’ Sam asked quietly, not daring to move under the thing’s touch. It didn’t answer. It kept smiling. ‘I’m Sam’ Sam pointed at himself and after that at him ‘You?’

But the poor thing got scared and curled in a ball, covering its face with a short high whine, shivering slightly. Right behind its lower back something long, slim and snappy in pale-blue colour came on the front and wrapped around the waist. Holy crap, it’s a tail. Sam needed a minute to comprehend that as well. It was alien, so tail wasn’t that… weird.

‘I didn’t mean to scare you. I mean you no harm’ How could he say that? Of course he could. The poor thing was scared to its bones… if it had such. It didn’t seem like a threat. But hey, most horror movies start like that right? Sam tentatively reached a finger and poked the thing’s hand, pulling back fast. It cracked its fingers and looked at Sam. ‘Hi’ Sam greeted and it was probably the most awkward thing ever ‘Peace, remember?’ He didn’t dare to make any gestures and scare it again.

It seemed the thing maybe didn’t know anything else but ‘peace’ so it calmed down and even forced itself to sit up. Sam was kneeling in the rubble and checking it out. It was a charming thing and not even slightly creepy or dangerous. But it was an alien it probably could kill Sam in a second. But he wasn’t afraid. He was curious and fascinated. The thing looked around, blinking fast, absorbing the surrounding. It shivered and frowned, wrapping the tail around self. Sam simply handed him the blanket he took from the car and the thing rose curious gaze at him. He smiled again, a pair of pale-blue ears peeking from his black hair. Sam’s heart fluttered with excitement by that sight and even more when it took the blanket and brushed against Sam’s fingers