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But what if there weren't any vampires at the door, because we know it wasn't about the vampires, we know Sam would have bared his throat to vampires for all of eternity if that was the way to save the people he loved, what if it was just Sam and Lucifer, and Lucifer telling him either you go with me and let me show Jack that I brought you back out of the goodness of my heart, or I snap my fingers and you're a corpse again, and Sam said I'm not playing your game, so just do it, and Lucifer held his hand up, fingers ready to snap, and then there was a strangled wait from the doorway, a word that sounded like it had been ripped from someone's throat, and Sam turned to see Dean there, Dean who had fought his way through the vampires and was standing there almost as battered and bloody as Sam, Dean who had been standing there long enough to hear the Devil's offer and to hear Sam refuse it, and he said please, Sam, please say yes.
Single sentence fic: 12.03 coda
Oct. 29th, 2016 08:41 amThis is wildly AU but it got stuck in my head and wouldn't go away. Spoilery for 12.03.
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When Mary finally finds her boy he's stumbling through the woods, weak and confused, and convinced that she's been dead for years, which just confirms her worst fears, and the knowledge that Dean spent weeks (weeks that must have lasted decades for him, christ) in the grip of a djinn who fed on his nightmares breaks her heart right in two, but when she realizes the djinn gave him a future where Sam survived the fire, suddenly she's not sure if it fed on his greatest fears or granted his deepest wish, and when she has to wrap herself around six feet of bewildered teenager and explain that no, they cannot go find Sammy, she thinks maybe she's the one with nightmares bleeding out of her veins.
Single sentence fic: 11.23 Coda
Sep. 1st, 2016 01:37 pmSam is on his knees, hands bound behind his back, coughing up his own blood, knowing the face of the MoL's enforcer is the last thing he'll ever see, vision going dark around the edges, when he sees Dean run into the room, face frozen in horror, and somehow Mom is with him, somehow Mom and Dean are together, somehow his last desperate hope actually came true and Billie relented and let his brother into Heaven with their mother, and maybe they're here to meet Sam as he leaves this world, maybe Sam will be allowed to join them and maybe he won't, but it doesn't matter, this is enough, Dean made it to Heaven and Sam got to see him one last time and this is enough, so he struggles to his feet and it hurts, oh god it hurts, but he will not meet death on his knees, not this time, and he smiles before he spits a mouthful of blood at the bastard who twisted the blade into his gut, because this is a good day to die.
