popcorn and steak - SN drabble - PG

[tigriswolf]

Title: popcorn and steak
Fandom: "Supernatural"
Disclaimer: not my characters; just for fun.
Warnings: future!fic AU
Pairings: a smidge of possible Sam/Jo
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 400
Point of view: third
Dedication:ghani_atreides , to the prompt Sam and Jo share some popcorn

 

Jo swung through whenever she was within a hundred miles. She knew Sam didn't want to see her, didn't want to see anyone from his old life. She also knew that it was best if someone checked in. With his abilities, he needed to be watched.

Bobby couldn't handle it, not after--well, he was old, now. Missouri couldn't get within three states of Sam; she described the headache as the worst pain she'd ever felt(including childbirth with no anesthesia) times eternity plus one. And Mom had a whole passel of young hunters, trying to impress the world with their awesomeness. Everyone else who knew the Winchesters before had already died, so it fell onto Jo.

She didn't like talking to Sam, so she stood at a distance whenever possible and just watched. He lived at a church, as the groundskeeper. Pastor Jim's old place, actually. He kept to himself, walked the property, read some of Bobby's books, and visited the chapel.

Jo had to admit, sad as it was, it was better this way. He needed to be alone. He was too dangerous, but she and Mom and Bobby and Missouri couldn't let him be killed. That would be--she could never think of an apt description. After everything he'd done, everything he was... and still, killing him would be worse.

Whenever she did talk to him, she had no idea which part she'd get--the angry survivor, the broken brother, the happy normal man who worked the earth. Her favorite was definitely the man; he always smiled and invited her to supper. Sometimes, she even went.

Jo had no idea(and neither did the others; she asked) whether Sam the groundskeeper remembered or not. The survivor and brother did, but she couldn't figure out who had control the most. Whenever she did stop in to talk with Sam, their conversation never drifted to the past.

On her last trip through, Sam asked her to go to a movie. She had time, so she said yes. They shared a large popcorn and then went out to a steakhouse. She even kissed his cheek goodnight, and he smiled.

Two weeks later, she wasn't quite quick enough to dodge a poltergeist.

When she woke up without a body, Dean Winchester was waiting with the softest smile she'd ever seen on his face. "Thank you," he said and led her into the light.

Comments

[ficwriter1966.livejournal.com]

Ooh, I like this! The idea of Sam making a home at Jim's old church, and splitting into multiple personalities. There are so many possibilities here that I hope you do more with this concept.

Poor Dean, though. Didn't survive. At least he went into the light...

Thanks for sharing!

[tigriswolf]

Thank you for reading!

[penandnotebook]

Oh wow, that was touching. Especially the ending. Sweet Jo taking care of Sammy, and this family of sorts that won't let him go unattended.

It's a bit of a feel-good fic, with a side of sad. Nice detail there, having Sam have MPD, you don't catch it until it's specifically addressed. I think it fits him.

Thank you so much! I love it!

[tigriswolf]

Yay! *dances*

[hopelessfangirl.livejournal.com]

Oh, this is lovely! So bittersweet. I love the idea of Jo checking up on Sam.

[tigriswolf]

Thank you for reading!

[deansmistress22.livejournal.com]

this was sad but somehow uplifting. great job! i like the slight mix of sam/jo and dean/jo. (im a dean/jo girl all the way but this worked bc it was so light) i love that dean took jo into the light. and the thank you was perfectly placed. nice work!

[tigriswolf]

Thank you so much!