Blood on Innocent Hands
When Sam witnesses a girl being raped, what happens to his state of mind?
Supernatural/SVU crossover (no action whatsoever. How sad… haha)
The man forced the young woman against a wall. “Don’t struggle, it’ll only make it hurt more” he whispered in her ear. She looked absolutely terrified, “please… please don’t do this to me. I’ll give you anything you want. You need money? My daddy owns huge factories. We have plenty of money” the man smiled, “so young” he stroked her cheek, “so tender. Just the way I like them”
She whimpered and tried to run. He tightened his grip on her wrists, so much so that she screamed out in pain, “STOP IT! You’re hurting me!”
He shrugged. “I don’t have a problem with that”
Sam tossed violently in his sleep, the sheets tangling themselves around his long legs. He sat up abruptly; sweat dripping off of his forehead. Sam had sunken eyes and large bags under them, a result of little or no sleep at all. His face was gaunt, having lost a large of amount of weight off his already thin frame.
He pushed his hair out of his eyes and swung his legs out of bed. Dean stirred slightly in the other bed, then flipped over and continued to snore loudly. Sam pulled on a pair of jeans and stuffed his feet in the nearest pair of shoes. He took the keys from the bedside table and shut the door softly behind him.
After a few minutes, Sam pulled up outside the police station. He pushed open the door and walked briskly inside to the front desk. The officer on duty looked up in annoyance from his computer, “can I help you, buddy?” Sam took a deep breath.
“I… I saw someone being raped”
Dean slid himself out of the bed, still half asleep as his cell rang. “I’m coming!” he yelled at the ringing phone. “Hello?” he answered; the question more of a grunt than an actual word. “Dean, it’s me. I need you to come down to the station around the corner. I’m sort of in trouble”
The elder brother’s eyes widened, “Sammy. What did you do?” he said urgently and Sam sighed, “Nothing. That’s the problem. They’ve taken me in under false accusations. They can only keep me in here for 48 hours with no evidence.”
Dean ran his fingers along his stubble line, “I’ll be there soon. Don’t answer any questions until I get there”
A/N: so, is that okay for my attempt at another fanfic in about 6 months? Tell me in a review PLEASE!
You try to get them to investigate a real criminal, and they lock you up for having psychic powers.
We'll testify with you Sammy!
Lol, awesome story! Please write more soon!