Title: Next Time, I'm Saying No
By: Bridget McKennitt
Character: Pamela Barnes
Word Count: 300 (100x3)
Challenge: supernatural100's prompt luck
Contains: No warnings in as far I know that can't be extrapolated from the header itself. Spoilers for 4.15
Disclaimer: Supernatural is owned by Eric Kripke and other companies. They are used here without permission, and for entertainment purposes only. No challenge or infringement upon the copyright is intended, nor should any be inferred.
When she had first seen the boys, she thought she was one lucky gal. They were muscled and handsome, and boy, would she love just having either of them in her bed.
Or both. She wasn't going to be picky.
Then she used her psychic ability and saw the face of something no human should ever see. Blood ran down her cheeks as she screamed, her powers veering wildly throughout the room.
At the hospital, Pamela curled up in her bed and mourned the loss of her eyesight. Mourned that she didn't back down.
She was lucky to be alive.
It took some adjustment, but she was coping as a blind woman. Her "eyes" were white (helped land her customers) and she could function with usage of her psychic ability.
Then they called, a simple favor, and while she wanted to say no, she didn't have the heart. The boys were like stupid puppies, always getting into some kind of trouble or another.
And boy, was this some kind of trouble. Demons. Angels. Angels in disguise. Damn Winchesters sucking her back into a sprawling mess she wanted no part of.
With a kiss and a squeeze, she left them happily.
Stupid must be catching because Pamela could not believe what she was agreeing to do. She waited for the boys to return .
Of course, nothing was ever going to be easy, not with trouble following the Winchesters, and Pamela fought off the demon as she whispered the incantation in Sam's ear. Her back slammed into the drawer with the demon looming over her. Just as he was about to knife her, Sam tossed him away.
She shrugged off his concern and got the hell out of there once Dean awoke.
Pamela wasn't going to press her luck any further.
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