Post by ebonypsyche on Jan 17, 2008 9:09:44 GMT -5
So these are the drabbles I did for fic_variations on LJ. The prompt was light/dark and of course I chose Faith/Sam *grin*
Title: Kidnap
Rating:PG-13
Author's notes: This is a little drabble from my Storms 'verse. Evil Sam and Evil Faith together and having fun.
“Please. I'll do anything.” The girl whimpered against her captor. She struggled against muscular arms as they wrapped around her and perked up with wasted hope as she heard a female voice speak.
“You know- you'd think that they'd learn that begging doesn't do it.” Faith sighed, frustrated .
“But it still sounds so sweet.” Sam answered, a parody of a loving glance on his own face. He laughed when he felt the girl in his arms try to flinch away in his arms.
“So the blood of the innocent” Faith said, getting back to the matter at hand.
Sam kissed the back of the girl's, Emily he thinks, neck. “Does it get any more innocent than this?”
“Mind out of the gutter Sammy,” Faith scolded, laughing at the growl she received for calling him that. “ Be nice and I'll buy you a hooker on the way home.”
He threw their captive against the wall, knocking her unconsciousness and smiled as he wrapped his now empty arms around Faith. “You say the sweetest things.”
Title: Darkside
Rating: PG
“Everyone has a dark side Sam.”
Faith sat with Sam outside waiting for Dean to come out of the hotel but she wasn't looking at Sam. At first he thought it was something he had done but as she leaned back, arms folded across her chest, Sam felt more confused than ever.
“I heard you and Dean last night.” Faith finally explained. Sam wished she would turn around so he could see what she was feeling. He'd learned the hard way that as expressive as Faith seemed to be, you didn't know what she was thinking until she was in your face or you were on the floor.
Just ask Dean.
Finally his girlfriend turned to him. In her eyes were more understanding than he felt comfortable with.
“Yeah?” Sam asked.
Faith was interrupted from answering when Dean came out, showing the number he got from the clerk. Faith got up and walked to the car quickly, climbing in through window and sitting in the back.
“What was that about?” Dean asked.
Sam wasn't sure what to answer.
Title: When the past catches up
Author:ebonypsyche
Rating: PG-13
“She's a fucking murderer Sam.” Dean yelled. “Kill her.”
Faith stood under the devil's trap, wondering how she got into this mess. She left to make one call to B and she gets back to find Sam's computer open to her warrant and herself helpless to leave. Faith knew that this would happen, fucking knew, the second they had saved Kate Lockley's life.
Faith had just hope they'd understand. She wouldn't be making that mistake again.
“Faith, just...walk to me please.” Sam said softly as if he was taming some animal. It would be almost sweet if the boy wasn't standing just outside of the circle above her head.
Faith stared at the computer for a full minute before closing it. “I can't.”
Hearing the gun cock, Faith laughed. “Go ahead D. Ain't nothing more than I deserve.”
The shot went off, just grazing her arm before embedding itself into the wall.
“Talk.”
Faith's eyes never left Sam as she explained her life since the day part of a demon inhabited her body, making her a slayer.
Title: Thoughts of a girl six months later
Rating: PG-13
Faith pulled Sam down into her, marveling at how this boy made her feel.
Sam...was one of the good ones. To be honest the second she ran out of the bar hoping in the back of the Impala and telling the Winchesters to drive, she thought she would've hooked up with Dean in appreciation and moved on the next day. And from the way Dean's head shakes sometimes, Faith knew that he thought it too.
But Sam was just there. Making sure she was okay and that she had a place to go and when Faith kissed him, it was different. He responded, passionate and soft, and somehow here she was six months later, making love to some guy who she was getting attached to too quickly for her liking.
Sam was so fucking good that Faith was sure it would wear off one day.
How pathetic was it that she was dreading that?
Title: Thoughts of a guy six months later
Rating: PG-13
Author's Notes: this is a companion piece to "Thoughts of a girl six month's later"
Sometimes Sam wonders if Faith is real. He really does.
Faith is so hard, reserved, horny, hungry and violent that Sam doesn't understand this girl who clutches him closer when she sleeps. And yeah it startles him that he loves her. Especially since it was Dean who alerted him to the fact.
“Don't understand it Sammy. Maybe some yin-yang crap?”
And he knows that it's meant to say that Sam is her light and all (he's had to bail her out of a tough situation once or twice- not that she'd ever admit it) but honestly Sam thinks it's the other way around.
Faith embraced her killer, has done things that she still wouldn't admit to and yet she made it through stronger, kicking ass and giving him hope. She was almost a sign that even if his dad was right, there might be a way to save him.
So he presses a kiss to the side of her head as he settles down, happy to find someone who makes the pain less.
Title: Kidnap
Rating:PG-13
Author's notes: This is a little drabble from my Storms 'verse. Evil Sam and Evil Faith together and having fun.
“Please. I'll do anything.” The girl whimpered against her captor. She struggled against muscular arms as they wrapped around her and perked up with wasted hope as she heard a female voice speak.
“You know- you'd think that they'd learn that begging doesn't do it.” Faith sighed, frustrated .
“But it still sounds so sweet.” Sam answered, a parody of a loving glance on his own face. He laughed when he felt the girl in his arms try to flinch away in his arms.
“So the blood of the innocent” Faith said, getting back to the matter at hand.
Sam kissed the back of the girl's, Emily he thinks, neck. “Does it get any more innocent than this?”
“Mind out of the gutter Sammy,” Faith scolded, laughing at the growl she received for calling him that. “ Be nice and I'll buy you a hooker on the way home.”
He threw their captive against the wall, knocking her unconsciousness and smiled as he wrapped his now empty arms around Faith. “You say the sweetest things.”
Title: Darkside
Rating: PG
“Everyone has a dark side Sam.”
Faith sat with Sam outside waiting for Dean to come out of the hotel but she wasn't looking at Sam. At first he thought it was something he had done but as she leaned back, arms folded across her chest, Sam felt more confused than ever.
“I heard you and Dean last night.” Faith finally explained. Sam wished she would turn around so he could see what she was feeling. He'd learned the hard way that as expressive as Faith seemed to be, you didn't know what she was thinking until she was in your face or you were on the floor.
Just ask Dean.
Finally his girlfriend turned to him. In her eyes were more understanding than he felt comfortable with.
“Yeah?” Sam asked.
Faith was interrupted from answering when Dean came out, showing the number he got from the clerk. Faith got up and walked to the car quickly, climbing in through window and sitting in the back.
“What was that about?” Dean asked.
Sam wasn't sure what to answer.
Title: When the past catches up
Author:ebonypsyche
Rating: PG-13
“She's a fucking murderer Sam.” Dean yelled. “Kill her.”
Faith stood under the devil's trap, wondering how she got into this mess. She left to make one call to B and she gets back to find Sam's computer open to her warrant and herself helpless to leave. Faith knew that this would happen, fucking knew, the second they had saved Kate Lockley's life.
Faith had just hope they'd understand. She wouldn't be making that mistake again.
“Faith, just...walk to me please.” Sam said softly as if he was taming some animal. It would be almost sweet if the boy wasn't standing just outside of the circle above her head.
Faith stared at the computer for a full minute before closing it. “I can't.”
Hearing the gun cock, Faith laughed. “Go ahead D. Ain't nothing more than I deserve.”
The shot went off, just grazing her arm before embedding itself into the wall.
“Talk.”
Faith's eyes never left Sam as she explained her life since the day part of a demon inhabited her body, making her a slayer.
Title: Thoughts of a girl six months later
Rating: PG-13
Faith pulled Sam down into her, marveling at how this boy made her feel.
Sam...was one of the good ones. To be honest the second she ran out of the bar hoping in the back of the Impala and telling the Winchesters to drive, she thought she would've hooked up with Dean in appreciation and moved on the next day. And from the way Dean's head shakes sometimes, Faith knew that he thought it too.
But Sam was just there. Making sure she was okay and that she had a place to go and when Faith kissed him, it was different. He responded, passionate and soft, and somehow here she was six months later, making love to some guy who she was getting attached to too quickly for her liking.
Sam was so fucking good that Faith was sure it would wear off one day.
How pathetic was it that she was dreading that?
Title: Thoughts of a guy six months later
Rating: PG-13
Author's Notes: this is a companion piece to "Thoughts of a girl six month's later"
Sometimes Sam wonders if Faith is real. He really does.
Faith is so hard, reserved, horny, hungry and violent that Sam doesn't understand this girl who clutches him closer when she sleeps. And yeah it startles him that he loves her. Especially since it was Dean who alerted him to the fact.
“Don't understand it Sammy. Maybe some yin-yang crap?”
And he knows that it's meant to say that Sam is her light and all (he's had to bail her out of a tough situation once or twice- not that she'd ever admit it) but honestly Sam thinks it's the other way around.
Faith embraced her killer, has done things that she still wouldn't admit to and yet she made it through stronger, kicking ass and giving him hope. She was almost a sign that even if his dad was right, there might be a way to save him.
So he presses a kiss to the side of her head as he settles down, happy to find someone who makes the pain less.
