Samuel Winchester

Samuel Winchester (Sam will do just fine though, don't call me Sammy), hunter, two brothers (one dead), both parents deceased, born in Kansas, life on the road, learned how to field strip a rifle when I was six. Fairly fluent in latin, with a smidge of enochian to boot. Now for the tricky bit…

Fed demon blood at six months old, developed psychic powers when I hit around about twenty one, Lucifer’s true vessel, breaker of the final seal to begin the apocalypse, ex-demon blood junkie. Twenty eight going on twenty nine. Soul about 210 years old.

Engaged to Lucifer, living back in Kansas. Not far from my newly resurrected parents, my brother Dean and his angel Cas.

You want to know more? Check out 'The Road so Far', Or you could always just ask me...

potential targets

Ugghhh…. Can’t sleep…

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-lays down beside him-

-doesn’t say anything, just shuffles closer and wraps around-

-wraps arms around- you okay?

-mumbles- Hm… Uh… Guess so. -buries face against his chest-

-hugs him- I’m sure your not but I’ll go with it.

-moves closer and hugs back- M’just tired….

Do you want me to help you get to sleep?

-props his chin up on his chest and blinks blearily, then nods- Mmmhm… please.

- gives him a quick kiss before pokes his forehead sending grace into Sam’s brain making him fall asleep-

-returns the kiss then flops down onto his chest sound asleep-