{fic: supernatural - "only."
title: only
series: Supernatural
rating: R
summary: The wings give away everything.
notes: for letoist making a wonderful wallpaper and subsequently making an icon that kicked my brain.
"Don't move," he says, eyes hard behind his glasses, scalpel poised perfectly.
Once upon a time, this gaze was reserved for merely monsters and people he hated and maybe his father when he wasn't looking.
But now, it's focused on you.
Only for you.
The world ends, but only for you and your kind.
(oh, sam. you had the feather all along.)
This is Heaven, and Heaven is a sterile world run by a joker playing the wrong joke on the wrong people.
(i'm sorry I'm so sorry--)
"I'm gonna save you, Sammy," he says, looking over his tools.
The lights flicker.
(no right to call me that anymore)
"You and everyone one else," fingers run over them, like they're the knives he's used all his life and not instruments sterilized in holy water.
(you are so wrong and you don't even see it)
"Whether you want to be saved or not."
You smile and the lights explode.
"Lucifer was supposed to save us."
You look at AmyCarolynLaurieMegAllision and she looks like your insides.
"But you let out someone, something else."
You lean back and absently worm your fingers into your belly, looking, looking for what he put into you.
Where's Cas?
He ignores you, as usual, as he wipes your arm with the burningcold holy water.
I know you know.
Slides the needle into you, as if it will help. You have been this way, always been this way, since before you were even born.
I know they talk to you.
You don't really remember what happened.
A wash of light, a scream and then whitewhiteHeaven.
But just because you do not know what happened to you doesn't mean you don't know what to do.
What you always will have to do.
Lucifer was never gone, you know.
"Of course, you think so," AmyCarolynLaurieMegAllison says, and you smile wider.
You honestly believe he would have risen in light?
She looks at you, eyes narrowed.
Jeremiah smiles and you can see his wings burning behind him.
You smile back, but it's to show your teeth and bar the secrets in your mouth and head.
Lucifer does not come with light and angels do not have wings of sooty black and brothers do not become hell bent doctors with jade eyes in a right world.
You're not going to give up.
His eyes seem human for a moment.
"Why would I, Sammy?"
I think you should know why.
His eyes drop and then they're not his anymore, just harsh shards of light.
You pretend not to see his wings as the operation resumes, pretend not to see them grow dirtier and dirtier.
Just like he pretends one day you will not walk out of here and take His life and His throne.
You are content to wait.
Only for you, brother.
series: Supernatural
rating: R
summary: The wings give away everything.
notes: for letoist making a wonderful wallpaper and subsequently making an icon that kicked my brain.
"Don't move," he says, eyes hard behind his glasses, scalpel poised perfectly.
Once upon a time, this gaze was reserved for merely monsters and people he hated and maybe his father when he wasn't looking.
But now, it's focused on you.
Only for you.
The world ends, but only for you and your kind.
(oh, sam. you had the feather all along.)
This is Heaven, and Heaven is a sterile world run by a joker playing the wrong joke on the wrong people.
(i'm sorry I'm so sorry--)
"I'm gonna save you, Sammy," he says, looking over his tools.
The lights flicker.
(no right to call me that anymore)
"You and everyone one else," fingers run over them, like they're the knives he's used all his life and not instruments sterilized in holy water.
(you are so wrong and you don't even see it)
"Whether you want to be saved or not."
You smile and the lights explode.
"Lucifer was supposed to save us."
You look at AmyCarolynLaurieMegAllision and she looks like your insides.
"But you let out someone, something else."
You lean back and absently worm your fingers into your belly, looking, looking for what he put into you.
Where's Cas?
He ignores you, as usual, as he wipes your arm with the burningcold holy water.
I know you know.
Slides the needle into you, as if it will help. You have been this way, always been this way, since before you were even born.
I know they talk to you.
You don't really remember what happened.
A wash of light, a scream and then whitewhiteHeaven.
But just because you do not know what happened to you doesn't mean you don't know what to do.
What you always will have to do.
Lucifer was never gone, you know.
"Of course, you think so," AmyCarolynLaurieMegAllison says, and you smile wider.
You honestly believe he would have risen in light?
She looks at you, eyes narrowed.
Jeremiah smiles and you can see his wings burning behind him.
You smile back, but it's to show your teeth and bar the secrets in your mouth and head.
Lucifer does not come with light and angels do not have wings of sooty black and brothers do not become hell bent doctors with jade eyes in a right world.
You're not going to give up.
His eyes seem human for a moment.
"Why would I, Sammy?"
I think you should know why.
His eyes drop and then they're not his anymore, just harsh shards of light.
You pretend not to see his wings as the operation resumes, pretend not to see them grow dirtier and dirtier.
Just like he pretends one day you will not walk out of here and take His life and His throne.
You are content to wait.
Only for you, brother.