Broken Wings
Rating: Teen and Up Warnings: Graphic injury Summary: Sam only just got Gabriel back. He wasn't going to let him die again, even if he had to rip himself apart to do it.
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Written for Day One of Sabriel Week - Hurt/Comfort - tagging @sabrielevents
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Once, when Sam had been very young, a bird had flown into the window of their motel room.
He remembered jumping up at the loud bang , running to the other corner of the room, the shock of it making his heart beat fast. It hadn’t been long since he’d discovered the truth about what exactly his father’s job was, so his first fearful thought had been a monster coming to get him- something hungry, reaching in through the window with long arms and hooked claws, pulling him out to feed him to sharp teeth.
But nothing had moved. No monster had come for him.
He finally gathered the courage to peek out of the door, too-big knife clutched in his shaking hands, and there it was. Just a bird, lying stunned on the concrete under the window.
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