[LJ Meme] Random Scenarios: Angst/Torture

[beerpieandguns]

Dean had said it before and she'd say it again. Humans, man. It was one thing for a supernatural beastie to go around killing and maiming people, but it was something else entirely for people to be behind it all. Worst thing was, she hadn't had a chance to warn Sam before they got the drop on her. No way to tell him what he was up against. That was assuming he ever actually found her.

No more solo scouting missions. Stupid, stupid fucking thing to do.

God, it was cold. She was in a cellar of some kind. Dark, windowless. The cinder block wall she was chained to was like ice against her bare skin. Her wrists throbbed where the cuffs cut into them and she couldn't feel her fingers any longer. Her bare back was bruised and torn. Her jeans were stained brown with the blood that had soaked in and dried. When they were allowed to remain dry. The bastards liked to douse her with icy water from time to time and watch her shiver.

The water was infinitely preferable to the other various substances she's had thrown at her since she'd been down here... god, how long now?... and the various groping. Hell, at this point, she was just thrilled to still have jeans on.

When she managed to stay conscious, she thought about Sam. Missed him. Occasionally found herself with her throat getting tight and heat in her face. Wouldn't cry, though. Not giving them the satisfaction.

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[helosthisshoe.insanejournal.com]

He'd been teasing and he thought that was obvious until she was jerking around. He started, reaching out to stop her from moving. "Hey! Careful, Dean!" He shrugged dumbly. "I was just kidding. Dude, you know I'm not leaving."

[beerpieandguns.insanejournal.com]

Any other time, it would have been obvious, but she didn't have full use of her brain at the moment. She kept thinking back to how badly she'd been afraid to be alone at the hospital or how awful being alone in that cellar had been. "Okay. Okay..." She didn't believe him. "We'll get cleaned up."

[helosthisshoe.insanejournal.com]

"Dean... calm down," he murmured, shifting back over her, leaning in to kiss her softly. "We'll get cleaned up in a minute..." Like after she relaxed.

[beerpieandguns.insanejournal.com]

"I'm good. I'm okay." She closed her eyes as Sam kissed her, trying to will down the panic. Yeah, that was... awful. The argument they'd had at the hospital came back to her and she thought again about how much trouble she must be to him. She had to find a way to make this easier. "I'm fine."

[helosthisshoe.insanejournal.com]

"I know you are, but that doesn't mean we have to rush, dude." She totally wasn't fine, but Sam could play along for right now if it would calm her down.

[beerpieandguns.insanejournal.com]

"Okay," she answered back softly. In a few minutes she started to relax a little, tension draining out. Although, now that she was less focused on panic, she could feel the pain she'd stirred up with the sharp motions. She bit her bottom lip and settled as much as she could.

[helosthisshoe.insanejournal.com]

He idly pressed a few kisses here and there along the side of her face, feeling her relax a little now. Good, that was better. He'd need to check those wounds, make sure she hadn't opened any with those jerky motions. "Probably about time for more medicine too, Dean..."

[beerpieandguns.insanejournal.com]

She nodded slowly, opening her eyes to look up at him. Reached up a hand and patted his shoulder lightly. The motion wasn't pleasant but she felt a little better for touching him. "Okay, Sammy."

[helosthisshoe.insanejournal.com]

Reluctantly, he pulled away to grab her pills and decided to stop off and start the shower, leaving it running while he went to hand her the water and the medicine.

"Take these then we'll get you cleaned up, Dean. Okay?"

[beerpieandguns.insanejournal.com]

"Yeah, no problem." She slowly pushed herself into a sitting position and took the pills from him. Swallowed them, then handed the glass back. She swung her feet off the side and carefully stood up to head into the bathroom.

[helosthisshoe.insanejournal.com]

Sam followed her in, slowly tugging away his own clothes and going to help Dean with hers and any bandages. Wasn't going to let her shower alone... though typically, their showers were way more fun than this one was going to be, at least he had his sister back with him again.