Note: This chapter is set in Season 4, in the episode Heaven and Hell, right after Dean and Sam find out that Anna was an angel.
I don't own Supernatural, or any of the characters. I'm just making a lousy attempt at a fic.
Rating: T, just to be safe
Sam ran his hand through his hair "Huh. Anna an angel. And one with a death sentence on her head" he thought. Thanks to Pamela's psychic projection, Anna was reminded of her life as an angel, right until the moment she fell and lost her grace. That's why Castiel and Uriel were after her- heaven saw Anna as an abomination, a traitor. That's why she had to be killed.
If that wasn't bad enough, Hell wanted Anna too. After all, she was able to hear what the angels were talking about, and thus know about their next plans. "Why do we always have to get into such a mess?" Sam thought. Then he smirked to himself: "That's right. Me and Dean just have a talent for getting into trouble."
"Hey Sam!" Dean called out. "Listen, I talked to Pamela, and she…well…"
"What's wrong?" Sam asked.
"Well, even though she was happy to help, she doesn't want in on this anymore." Dean said. "Which isn't suprising, given the fact that the last angel she met burnt her eyes out"
"Yeah" Sam sighed. He liked Pamela- and felt guilty as hell for what happened to her. Pamela had sensed the boys' and Bobby's guilt, and told them right off not to punish themselves for it: "It wasn't all your fault" she had said "I pushed too hard, I didn't heed Castiel's or your warnings, Bobby, to give up".
"Pamela, don't say that" Sam said. "It wasn't….."
"I said Grumpy that it wasn't all my fault- I'm blaming both you and myself" she laughed "but I'm not going to hold any grudges."
Sam smiled to himself. Pamela, even after loosing her eyesight, was as cheerful and flirty as before the accident. She obviously wasn't holding a grudge against them- heck, when she met him again, she took the opportunity to grab his "perky little ass", as she put it. And he took the opportunity to glance down her shirt- which Pamela right away sensed.
"Sam? You with me?" Dean jolted Sam out of his memories.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm just stumped with all this...anyways you were saying that Pamela needed a ride back?"
"Yes" Dean nodded "I figured that it would be best you take her, I'll keep an eye on Anna. You can take the Impala" Dean said, tossing Sam the keys.
Sam nodded and went to get Pamela: "I'll be back within a few hours"
"So Sam, just us alone, huh?" Pamela playfully commented. She was sitting in the Impala's passenger seat.
"Looks like" Sam said, his eyes fixed on the road ahead on them. It would take around an hour to get to Pamela's place, maybe more, considering the fact that Sam actually minded the speed limit.
"Look Pamela, I wanted to say that…….." Sam started
"That you didn't know that this was going to happen, and you're sorry for bothering me." Pamela finished off quickly. "Save it" Pamela waved her hand "I said I'd help you, even after all what happened. Just now I'm smart enough to back out of a Heaven vs. Hell war. I wouldn't want to loose something else." She smiled.
"Yeah" Sam nodded. He glanced at Pamela's legs- they looked fantastic in the tight jeans. He couldn't help but notice that Pam really was a beautiful woman- she had a nice figure and sexy curves, he also thought her hair-do was cute. For a woman with a rocker-type personality, you'd expect her to cut it shorter, but she just let it curl gently onto her shoulders.
"Sam baby, are you checking me out?" Pamela suddenly laughed.
"I…uhhhh…" muttered Sam caught yet again off guard. He should try to remember that Pamela is a psychic, and has the ability of sensing his thoughts-and hormones.
Pamela laughed again "You're adorable Sam. If you're wondering, I find it very flattering that you have a thing for me"
"No, I don't have a….I mean….I'm just..um…" Sam turned a little rosy on the cheeks. He did have a thing for her.
"No no,don't be embarrassed. I admit I've been eying you, and your brother too. You boys are real eye-candy." Pamela touched Sam's hand reassuringly on the steering wheel, as if trying to comfort him. "Not only that, you have wonderful hearts-you really want to do the right thing, even though it's not easy"
Sam smiled. Pam wasn't just some kind of hot psychic-she was a smart person, and had the ability of making you feel better no matter how bad things were.
Sam pulled up In front of Pamela's house. "We're here" he announced. "Should I walk you to the door or….."
"Walk me to the door, Grumpy!" Pamela said while stepping out of the car.
Sam led her all the way to the front door.
"So Sam, you think you can come in for a while?" Pamela asked, leaning against the frame of the door: "We haven't had the time to bond."
Sam grinned. "I'd want to, I really would, but Dean……he's waiting for me. We need to clear all this…" Sam gestured away with his hand "…up"
"Alright"…..Pamela answered. "You two let me know how things went once it's over.".
"We will" Sam assured.
Pamela then glanced up at Sam's face. Even though she was blind, Sam could have sworn that she was looking into his eyes. "You watch out Sam" She said, as she leaned over to plant a gentle kiss on his lips. They were soft and warm. Sam took the kiss in- it was friendly and comforting.
"And Dean better watch his ass too" Pam chided, backing up: "Tell him that".
"I will" Sam answered quietly. "See you, Pamela" He said, as he walked back to the Impala.
So that was the first chapter! This story will be at least two to three chapters. Review, and let me know if you like it!