#samwchster

         she took the shirt and pressed it against her stomach while she tried to ignore the slick feeling of blood against her fingers. terrified, she did her best to keep her composure. of course, she had gotten injuries as she learned to hunt, it was inevitable when going up against things that were already at least twice as strong as herself. but nothing like this -- and for sam to be there when it happened made her feel like crap. it probably brought back all of the memories of not being able to save her and she didn’t want him freaking out on her behalf.  ❝ i-it’s really bleeding. ❞

           That was a deep question from someone that she didn’t know that well. Leah had reflected a lot on her past, but mostly wishing that monsters didn’t exist at all or at the very least an argument with her dad hadn’t caused her first transformation. The guilt weighed heavily on her daily and she may tout that she wasn’t a monster, but she would always have an innocent life taken count of one on her shoulders. Shaking off the thoughts of her dad, her eyes returned from the glossed over distant look to something more focused, enough emotion lingering to be obvious. 

            ❝ i know. i spent years in heaven wondering how i got there and how i wasn’t getting kicked out because i was so angry that god sits by while people get killed by all of these monsters. that you weren’t allowed to have the life you want at the expense of my life only used to light up a rage for vengeance in you. ❞ it hurt to know that on top of all of the terrible things that happened that everyone knew about, all of this was lurking under the surface as well. she didn’t think that she should get better treatment than anyone else, but how could the god she had believed in let all of these terrible things happen to people like sam and people like her?

             ❝ yeah. i gotta say -- i almost didn’t recognize you in the diner. i like the hair, though, there was something charming about the bangs. ❞ the hair and the aging were only part of it. he was more broad and muscular from years of hunting, rather than the years hunkered down in the library with books back at stanford.  ❝ even after all that time of staring at robo sam’s face in heaven. wishing i didn’t know all the words he was going to say next. ❞ pursing her lips, she instantly regreted saying that. it was hard, being around him, easily forgetting that neither of them were the same person from back then anymore. 

              ❝ whatever you feel like spillin’. you know a lot more about all of this than most of us do. with my son here, i need to make sure i’m equipped to keep both of us safe. ❞ he hoped like hell that alicia would be kept away from it, though he knew that their side of things could use the help of both her and tasha. another part of him wondered if they had a chance in hell at fixing this mess if every living hunter descended upon the town. hopefully, dean and his own suspicions  had been wrong and they could recruit more angels that weren’t mortally wounded into fighting for the right side. 

          ❝ personally, i became bitter. and he didn’t even die. i’m probably not the best to come to for advice on coping mechanisms. ❞ she felt for others that were in situations somewhat similar to hers, hence she came so hard at bella. not to mention she could basically feel his pain firsthand as she heard his every thought whenever they were both phased. those that hunted? they lost their lovers, their friends, anyone they cared about all the time it seemed. impossible to keep others safe when someone became hellbent on revenge and adding some supernatural abilities into that mix only made it worse.

     ❝ -- no i think i’m good. not much into gore, believe it or not. you need help, patching anything up? ❞ she probably wasn’t the best to come to for that, considering broken bones fully healed within a matter of an hour for her, setting wrong easily within fifteen minutes. sometimes she wondered how many lives she could save if she could somehow transfer that ability, despite knowing that wasn’t possible.