I've Always Loved You

Alright! So! The wrist is FINALLY on the up and up but I really had to pace myself with this one, especially due to the fact that I wanted to try out a new coloring style and do something more realistic. This took me friggin AGES to do! I'm not kidding you. I think my wrist may even be sore from working on it for so long. So tiring. ANYWAY, this is Sam and Jessica from Supernatural. This drawing was actually done from a fanfic I wrote of them here recently. It's a melancholy but romantic piece. Here's the passage from which this drawing takes place:

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"It would've been a safer life," Sam mumbled. "You'd still be alive."

"I don't regret the life I had with you, Sam," Jessica told him tenderly, reaching up to brush a long strand of hair from his eyes. "They were the happiest days of my entire life."

"How can you even look at me? Even touch me?" he choked out around the lump forming in his throat. "Haven't you seen everything I've done? I've not exactly been on the right track this whole time myself, Jess. I let my brother die and go to Hell, and I couldn't do anything to stop it. I became a demon's lover because I was stupid enough to make the same mistake and trust her, but this time I knew she was a demon and I didn't care!" Sam's voice rose an octive, but Jessica didn't pay it any mind. Her bright blue orbs just stayed fixed on Sam, giving him her fullest attention.

"Jess, I drank demon blood! I killed Lilith! I broke the final seal, and I started the apocolypse all by myself. It was all me. I brought on the end of the world, and you're sitting here touching me and looking at me as though I were as young and innocent as I used to be back at Stanford," Sam found himself pouring out and not able to stop. His voice resounded with shame and regret. "I really messed up, Jess. How could you still even want to be near me, an abomination like me..."

Shaking her head, Jessica sighed, shooshing Sam gently and leaned forward, hands still on Sam's face. She slowly and tenderly placed her lips against his. Sam's eyes widened in shock as he felt her warm lips pressing softly into his own, but then sighed and leaned into the kiss, returning it, closing his eyes in contentment. He could feel the overabundant amount of love, affection, and care for him in the gentle kiss he never thought he'd feel again. Sure he'd dreamed of Jess, of kissing her, of making love to her, of holding her in his arms, of all the things they did when she was alive, but those were just dreams. This felt more real than anything he'd ever dreamed of Jessica since she died.

So, Sam succumbed, allowing himself to fall into her. Everything felt the same. Her lips giving off the faint taste of the strawberry lip balm she always used, her hair smelling like fresh shampoo and her skin eminating a sweet mixture of tropical fruit. He knew it was that body wash and splash she always used, and he loved it. It was all uniquely Jess. He felt her arms go up around his neck as she kissed him passionately, and he returned the gesture, wrapping his arms tightly around her slender waist and pulling her flush against his body, crushing his lips harder against hers, with longing, want, and need. The kiss ended too swiftly as he felt Jessica pull back to look at him.

"Because I love you, Sam," she answered him after their kiss. "I've always loved you, and I'll never stop loving you no matter what, because that's what true love is. That's what it's like to be in love. You accept their faults, flaws and mistakes because it doesn't matter. Alive or not, it's not something that just goes away either, Sam. It stays with you even in death. It'll never go away, and I'll never stop loving you," she told him tenderly, in barely above a whisper, giving Sam the answer he'd been aching to hear for years.

That was all it took, before Sam completely crumbled. His eyebrows drawing upward, he broke, right there in Jessica's arms. He felt Jessica pull him gently, so he could lay his head against her shoulder and felt her arms wrap even more securely around his broad shoulders as she shooshed him gently, her fingers threading through his hair and stroking the back of his neck, to trail onto his back and rub soft, soothing circles in between his shoulderblades. He felt his throat constrict and did his best to blink back the unrelenting moisture threatening his eyes. "I'm sorry, Jess," he apologized yet again, his voice thick with tears.

She didn't answer him, just continued to hold him, both still on their knees. She felt his hand grasp onto the back of her shoulder, holding on desperately, and pulling it closer to his face as if to completely hide the humility he was feeling. His other arm was still wrapped tightly around her waist, and she could feel the tips of his fingers digging slightly into her side, but she didn't mind it. He wasn't hurting her, he was just holding on as the years of grief, remorse, and agony washed over him, turning into soft sobs. He buried his face into the side of the warm, soft skin of her neck, letting the tears find their release and make wet tracks down his cheeks. He felt Jessica grip him as tight as she possibly could, not minding Sam's tears on her neck as she gently rocked him. Jess leaned down to his ear, barely letting her lips brush against it, spoke soft, gentle words of reassurance.

"I've never ever blamed you for this, Sam. I certainly don't intend to start now either, regardless of what's happened, what you've done or what you still have to do. I don't regret anything. If I had to go back and do anything differently, I wouldn't. You gave me some of the best times of my life, and I wouldn't trade a lifetime without you for those memories," Jessica told him, her arms still wrapped firmly around his quaking shoulders.
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Ahhhhh angsty, sad and stuff I know but I can't help it. I love drawing/writing emotion like that. Just something about it. Plus, Sam is that kind of character. You can draw or write him like that and you know you won't be taking him OOC. So yeah. Anyway, Sam and the girl he's always (and still does as proven in Season 5, Ep 3) loved, Jessica Moore. I love these two together so very much. They're my favorite couple in the whole SPN series followed by Sam and Sarah and then Sam and Madison. I'd love to see Sarah make a comeback! Hope you guys enjoy! It's probably going to be awhile before I do another drawing. My hand and wrist are really feeling it today.

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