The Dark Witch Wants
She knew from the moment she laid eyes on him that he belonged at her side and in her bed.
There was just one problem his brother. She could see the bond that tied the two together, a bond that could never be broken they are soulmates.
Still it didn't stop her from following them sooner than later she would get her chance. Something ugly and hateful burned with in her every time she saw him place his hands on what was hers. She snarled her hands digging into her palms deep enough to draw blood each time she saw the green eyed bastard kiss him possessively as he marked his territory.
But she waited. "Soon," she would whisper to herself reassuring that soon he would forget all about him the one that dared to keep him away from her.
And her patience paid off as she stumbled upon him broken and lost, the other half of his soul his anchor gone.
A twisted smile appeared on her face as she watched the spell wove itself around him and his gorgeous eyes that swirled and changed focused on her full of love and devotion that he once had for Dean was now directed at her.
"Amelia," her name fell from his lips with pure love and longing and at last Sam Winchester was hers like he belonged all along.
"Come along Sam it is time to go home."