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When Sam wakes up to the miles-long legs of a woman sloping from beneath his rumpled comforter, he thinks for a moment he’s gotten very, very lucky.
Then he realizes the legs are attached to him and knows he’s very, very fucked.
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26 Jun 2026
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The pencil skitters across the table, little more than an inch.
(A phantom thrill races through Sam's blood.)
“You did it!” Sam sends Jack a grin, slightly bewildered. Kid’s a fast learner. “Great job, Jack.”
Contrary to the pride Sam expects to see on Jack’s face, there is instead confusion. “That… wasn’t me.”
“What?” Sam’s gaze slides back to the pencil, the innocuous object, close enough to touch. His heart is beating in his ears, staggered, animalistic. “Then how…?”
“You didn’t tell me you had powers too!” Jack says with an excited grin, leaning forward with his elbows on the table. The Nephilim’s childish expression is floating on the edges of Sam’s vision, distorted. Everything feels far away, unreal, dimmed by the echo of pure power running through his veins.
“I don’t—shouldn’t,” he manages to stammer out. His blood is humming just like it used to, alight with the power, and Sam thinks he might throw up. “Not anymore."
Sam’s powers resurface when he tries to train Jack, and he is forced to confront a decade of shame and self-hatred. If Jack, the son of Lucifer, is good, then maybe Lucifer’s demon blood-infested vessel can be too.
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26 Jun 2026
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Toni Bevell doses Sam with demon blood while she has him captive. Sam doesn't think he handles it very well.
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24 Jun 2026
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Tim and Reggie said they'd be back, and it wasn't an idle threat.
This time, they won't give Sam a chance to say "no".
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- Part 112 of Q's Rarest Rarepairs
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24 Jun 2026
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Dean’s feet are too slow, take too much time to put one after the other, and by the time he gets to the station door Sam has a loaded shotgun in his hands. It looks weightless.
The boy doesn’t hesitate. He had stopped hesitating with shots long, long ago, even before Jess. Dean had taught him well through all those years of training. Sam points it beneath his chin, fingertip curling around the trigger, and squeezes.
The animal in Dean’s chest lets out a howl so loud and broken he doesn’t realize it’s coming from his throat. He is running, running, and as always he is too late, too fucking late.
Or: A small exploration of Sam's experiences with blood (others and his own) and the fact that Lucifer won't let him die.
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23 Jun 2026
