Sam x Reader-Supporting Sam when he started the trials
Personally, throughout most seasons, I felt like Sam just wanted someone to believe in him.
While you were on a hunt away from the boys, you hadn't wrapped up the case just yet, but you were missing the sweet voice of your sweetest Sam, so you called him.
Even though he didn’t answer the first time, he called back right after, which gave you a weird feeling. When he answered, he said, “Hey, Y/N,” a bit too quickly. You raised an eyebrow as your suspicion radar spiked.
Being hunter kept those skills sharp, but the way the boys kept their secrets were the real tests. Testing the water, you simply said, “Nice to hear from you. What are you and Dean doing now? Still at the base?”
“Uh...No actually we are just checking in on Kevin.” The short answer and almost robotic answer didn’t help calm your feeling, but you still answered calmly, “Oh, did anything happen? Everyone okay?”
“He’s been overworking himself.” Sam said sincerely unlike how cautious he was before.
“You guys taking care of him?”
“Of course. What do you take us for?”
“Yeah. Okay. Has he found out anything?”
“Maybe.”
“Does this maybe happen to be dangerous?”
“Let you know when I find out. Me and Dean are heading out soon. Dean just went to get Kevin some real food.”
“Need me to come by. It sounds serious.”
“No. No. Just finish your job and come back. We both should be done by then.” A light bulb went off as you lied, “What if I told you I was done and on my way back now.” You did it with a smile hoping it would be more believable.
“That quick? You probably won’t make it in time to get to us. Think you should wait back at the base.”
“Now, I know something is up. Sam-”
“We’ll be fine. Got to go.”
“Sam, you-” He hangs up. “Better not hang up on me, ass.” You shook your head in frustration. You had more than half a mind to rush over to get to them; however, if it was as dangerous as it sounded to you, you couldn’t put them in danger. Instead, you silently fumed and took it out on the monster you captured and quickly packed to leave.
As you drove back to the base, it cemented your nerves. When you got back to the base, you didn’t really do much. You showered, changed, and you are alone waiting for them to come.
After about 5 hours, they battered at 4am. You rush over, get a better look at them and hug onto both of them. Not saying anything. Dean gives a whistle and looks between you and Sam. He began walking off watching you closely. You stare him down a bit and are about to speak about patching him up when he catches you and states, “I’m just banged up. Couple bruises, I don’t need any help. Thank you. Sam is the real one who-” He stops short with Sam’s looks and walks off briskly. Sam gives you an awkward look and keeps looking back and forth from you to the floor with clenched teeth. You wait for him to speak, but he says nothing. You grab onto his hand and drag him to your shared room.
You sit him down. He sits stiff as if moving a millimeter would set you off. While expecting you to yell and freak out, you burn him with silence from the inside out. As you treat him with the utmost care, he kinda just wished you’d yell instead. Reaching under the bed, you pull out a first aid kit that you keep under the bed, and you begin disinfecting and patching him up. Once you finish, the only words Sam can find are, “I’m sorry.”
Although appreciating the sentiment, you aren't sure what to say and don’t respond to the words, and you start cleaning up the mess of blood and gauze. When you're almost down, Sam unexpectedly uses both of his strong arms to pull you closer by the waist and hugs you. He cuddles his head into your body. You stiffen up a bit while you try to figure out what to do; however, your choice becomes more clear as he explains, “So, the dangerous bit of the job we just did...We did it because we talked to Kevin...turns out we can close the gates of hell if there is someone to do a set of trials…”
You tense up, but Sam responds by rubbing your back up and down gently. Having Sam calm you down a bit, you state, “I’m guessing they're deadly.” He chuckles bitterly and asks, “Isn’t everything we do deadly?” You let out a small laugh in agreement before asking, “What is it this time?”
“Well, the 1st trial was to gut a hellhound and bathe in its blood.”
“That explains the smell on you.” He lets out a genuine laugh as he sees you scrunch up your nose in distaste.
“Yeah. I showered, but here I am still smelling.”
“So, you and Dean do these trials? I can understand why, but why did you make it seem so worrisome? Like you freaked, which made me freak. Why couldn’t I be there?”
“For one, I knew you’d think we were idiots. You might want to do the trials yourself. I mean Dean got really crazy about it. He was seemingly suicidal. I couldn’t have that. The important bit that I need to tell you is that...it’s not me and Dean. It’s just me.”
“Just you?”
“For the trials? Dean tried to put himself in the way, but I finished it. Therefore, I have to do all the trials by myself...“ You stay silent. You stroke his hair softly for a second., and he looks up at you. You meet his eyes and say ,”Okay”, as you put the 1st aid back under the bed. He blinks roughly at you with a confused expression and questions you with, “I’m sorry?”
“I said it’s okay. Sam.” You tap his head a little and ask, “Are you hungry? I can whip us up someth-”
“Y/N.”
“Yeah, Sam?”
“That can’t be what you want to say.”
“You’re not hungry then?” He wipes his face with his hand and states, “Just say what you're thinking.”
“I don’t need to. I’m genuinely just asking if your hungry-”
“After what I just said, you’re not up-”
“Sam, I’m not upset.”
“Mad?”
“No-None of that…”
“Really? You're not gonna yell or hit me or something.”
“Of course not, Sam. What do you take me for?” You laugh out loud.
You walk over to him and put one hand to land on the back of his neck while the other lands on his heart. You sigh softly and kiss his forehead before telling him, ”While yeah, I’m not exactly thrilled you're risking your life yet again…Probably going to hate seeing you bloody and messed up from all of this...but I’m gonna be here for you and try and help as best I can.” You put your forehead to his and add, “Because I believe in you.”
His expression becomes so soft, and he lifts his head slightly to meet his lips to yours. You enjoy the free and floating sensation he gives you even, but you pull away when you feel something wet on your face. You open your eyes and pull away. You become worried seeing the tears fleeing his eyes and feel your heart clench when he clings his grapes onto your clothes like he’ll slip away from you. Your hands rush to his shoulders to ground him, and you express, “Sam, sweetheart, what’s wrong?” He shakes his head and bites his lip. “Sam, don’t scare me baby...Look, everything is okay. Well, it’s never really, but we make sure. Don’t be worried, please...say something…”
His head nuzzles your chest and he speaks against your body, and you almost don’t hear him say, “Thank you for believing in me.” You hold him and rub his back until he calms a bit. You wipe the streak along his face and respond, “Of course I believe...How could I not? Look at me, okay?”
He meets your eyes. You show him teary eyes because his state makes you overwhelmed and you continue to say, ”I hope you don’t mind me saying this but also I know demons and hell have taken so much from you and Dean. The things they've done to you- anyway I understand it’s for the greater good and something you want to do. Also, I’ve seen you through the self-hate, the struggle with demon blood, and acceptance to yourself and what you’ve done...I know all you ever wanted was someone to believe, and I do. Never doubt that...You’re the best person I know, Sam...really.”
He takes the hand you had on his neck and kisses it gently from the knuckles to the finger to the palm and to your wrist and forearm. Against your arm, he utters, “I love you so much.” You caress his head before making him look at you and you pepper kisses all over his face. Then, you wrap your arms around him and say, “I love you too, Sam...I will say though...I’m not looking forward to the fights you and Dean will have over this.” He lets out a genuine laugh along with you and you both bask in the comfort of each other's arms.
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