"The Metaphysics of Wincest"
Category: Sam/Dean slash, implied.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Notes: A drabble loosely inspired by, but wholly unrelated to, lyra_wing’s “ There’ll Be Peace When You Are Done.” Crossposted everywhere; feedback and concrit welcome.
Generic warning on all of my fics: A minority of my stories contain character death. For artistic reasons, I prefer not to disclose it in the headers. If you will not read a story unless you know whether one of the Winchester brothers dies, click here for the spoiler.
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"Soulmates," she said as they passed. She was an aging flower child--long gray hair and chunky wood beads, and Dean rolled his eyes to say, 'That's what we get for coming to California, dude.'
"Brothers and lovers," she added, stopping them short. Her eyes were wise and deep as she reached for their hands.
"Couldn't separate long enough to re-find each other...?" she mused. "No, not your choice. You need to be together throughout this lifetime."
She released them, smiling gently. "You'll move on together too," she finished, and Dean's relief was a wave that almost washed Sam away.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Notes: A drabble loosely inspired by, but wholly unrelated to, lyra_wing’s “ There’ll Be Peace When You Are Done.” Crossposted everywhere; feedback and concrit welcome.
Generic warning on all of my fics: A minority of my stories contain character death. For artistic reasons, I prefer not to disclose it in the headers. If you will not read a story unless you know whether one of the Winchester brothers dies, click here for the spoiler.
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"Soulmates," she said as they passed. She was an aging flower child--long gray hair and chunky wood beads, and Dean rolled his eyes to say, 'That's what we get for coming to California, dude.'
"Brothers and lovers," she added, stopping them short. Her eyes were wise and deep as she reached for their hands.
"Couldn't separate long enough to re-find each other...?" she mused. "No, not your choice. You need to be together throughout this lifetime."
She released them, smiling gently. "You'll move on together too," she finished, and Dean's relief was a wave that almost washed Sam away.