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jaredchris2011-12-18 01:10 pm
Fic: Part of Your World 1/?
Title: Part of Your World 1/?
Author: captainkane
Summary: Sam's life changes forever when he meets a woman named Ursula
Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Eliot, Nate, Parker, Hardison, Sophie, OC's
Pairings: Sam/Eliot (That's it for now)
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Sam, Dean, Eliot, Hardison, and Nate were enjoying a night out, which actually just meant camping out at the bar, watching whatever sports were on TV, and downing more beer and whiskey then should have been humanly possible. But this night wasn't the same as any of the other nights they had had. This night was the night she came into the bar.
Her hair was dark, past her shoulders. Her accent matched Sophie's to an extent, but it was a slight different dialect that not even the great grifter could match. She wore a red dress that fit snuggly to her body, showing off every curve she had. As she swayed through the crowd, almost every man, and some women, turned to give her their entire attention. She was a goddess here…but she was on a mission. She eyed Sam, sitting alone at a table while Eliot tried to beat Dean at darts.
"What's a handsome man like you doing sitting all by yourself?" She asked him as she pulled a chair up at his table and set down. "What are you drinking?"
"Bud Light." He said, trying not to seem to rude but he wasn't really interested in her company.
"Where's your hot date?" She asked, rubbing her hand over his. He pulled it to him, feeling the coolness from her skin.
"He's playing darts with my brother." Sam said. She nodded, understanding what he meant.
"Well, how about I buy you another beer and we stay friends?" She asked, her red lips parting in a smile. "Please?" She asked.
"Fine." Sam said. The woman walked over to the bar and got a glass of beer. While Sam wasn't watching, she dropped something into the brown liquid. The beer turned green for a moment before turning its normal color. She walked back to the table and placed the beer in front of him. "I never got your name." Sam said.
"Ursula." She said. "And yours?"
"Sam." He said. He could feel Eliot's eyes on him. Something he had grown accustomed to over the years. Not only did he have Dean watching over him like a hawk, but he had almost everyone on the team watching him as well. It wasn't that he didn't like it, it's just he felt a little too babied at times.
After about an hour of talking to Ursula, Sam was tired and was ready for bed. It was eleven, peak hour for the bar but Sam had been up since six. He stood up, said by to the woman, and headed upstairs. Eliot watched him head to the stairs.
"I'll kick your ass another day." He told Dean as he ran to catch up with Sam. Dean flipped him off then challenged Hardison and Nate to a game. Eliot caught up with Sam. "Hey, where are you going? The nights still young." He laughed.
"The night is young but I'm tired." Sam yawned.
"Who was that woman?" Eliot asked as they unlocked the door to their apartment and walked in. Sam sighed.
"I don't really remember." Sam said. "I think her name was Ursula. She just came up and started to talk. Not flirt, just talk. It was weird." Sam said as he pulled off his shoes and clothes down to his boxers. "If you wanna get a shower, go ahead. I'm dead to the world."
Eliot went into the shower. When he came out, Sam was curled up on his side of the bed, snoring slightly, his lips parted. He did look quite beautiful, even in sleep. Eliot climbed into bed, pulled Sam to his chest, and soon drifted off to sleep.
Ursula set on a park bench overlooking the Atlantic Ocean, feeling the cool ocean breeze hitting her skin. A man in a black suit walked up to the bench and set down by her. She didn't look over at him. She knew exactly who it was.
"The ocean is quite beautiful at night." She said. The man looked at her.
"You promised me I would have a new servant to take your place by now, sea hag." He said. "Do you want to turn back into an octopus?"
"No." Ursula sighed. "I found a good candidate tonight. I'm just hoping he survives the transformation."
"Unlike the others." The man hissed at her. "You have 48 hours to bring him to me. If not, then you become Ursula, the octopus of Boston again." Ursula squeezed her eyes shut, trying to get the image of her being that again out of her head. As the octopus, she was fat, with short, white hair, nasty looking skin, and no legs. Here, as a human, she was beautiful, with long flowing hair, legs that just kept going, and a waistline that she had never seen before outside of the mermaids. There was no way she was going back to that again.
"I won't fail you Master Eric." She said. He took a hold of her chin and made her look at him. He squeezed to the point that he could've left a bruise.
"I made you, and I will break you if you fail me." He tossed her to the side then disappeared. Ursula set there, staring out over the ocean. She prayed that her newest candidate survived, because if she returned to the water once again, she would be dead.
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Looks very cool though!
Sam/Eliot! *SQUEE*
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