Beatty, 1988 (part 9 of 9 + notes)

[kalliel]

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fear (v)."November 2, 1983. You know the house. Was that you?" John can't say more than that. There's a reason it doesn't get talked about

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[dayadhvam_triad]

He stops next to Dean, opens his brown leather book, and writes, "Beatty, 1988."

Then he puts the book away, without further elaboration.

I told you already how much I loved this pair of sentences, so stark and simple. There is no need for further elaboration. Everything he needs to remember is held within that location name, that time and place.

He remembers being that knife in his hand. He remembers being powerful, being fearless. So long as he had that one thing, nothing else mattered. He could fly.
I LOVE THIS ADDITION. Especially the "He could fly," yes Dean yes you can fly, beat your fear and fly. <333

The Sam & Pastor Jim scene near the end worked out really well, I think.

Anyway, you already know my glee over the demon eyes' descriptions, the foreshadowing and parallels with SPN canon, and everything else (Ruby!!! and one thing that I didn't think of before, but came up now--the demon who possesses Jenny Gardner & Rita says "Dean-o," are you implying Alastair???).

This is based on an old family trip from the '70s? XDDD How was theirs even more cracky? A+ for awesome family shenanigans.

It was my pleasure to read this. \O/

[kalliel]

LOOK AT ME, FINALLY REPLYING TO THESE COMMENTS. D:

I'm really glad you advised me to cut out the other narrative around those lines; I like it so much better this way.

I LOVE THIS ADDITION. Especially the "He could fly," yes Dean yes you can fly, beat your fear and fly. <333

You know, I didn't even realize the connections this line had with Beech Duchess et al until you brought the line up here. The phrasing was something I'd used in a line in another fic, and I really liked it for Dean. LITTLE DID I REALIZE. Maybe there's a reason I like it for him, after all. XD

The demon in Beatty isn't anyone specifically, though in my mind it's Meg. Just because everything is Meg. (I mean. It's not really supposed to be Meg, in an obvious sense, but. Yeah, I'll shut up now. XP)

SO. LEGIT FAMILY TRIP WENT LIKE.

Leather-jacket-wearing Grandpa: Hey, we're getting in this plane and we're going to fly it back home, even though I don't have the right license for this thing.

Uncle: O____o;; 'Kay, Dad.

Gpa: Or we would, except SOMEHOW WE CAN'T GET OUT OF NEVADA NO MATTER WHICH WAY WE GO. We need to land here because we're out of gas.

Uncle: This isn't a runway.

Gpa: Yes it is.

[Guy in Bus and Happy Dude Named Beatty get met. Jacks are bought. Gpa goes around town, pissed to all hell. Uncle takes pictures of Twilight Zone things like tumbleweeds and general stores.]

Military: Uh, wtf is with this plane?

Gpa: Heeeey, so we need some fuel.

Military: ...Lolokayfine.

[They get home eventually.]

Uncle: So yeah, that was near some nuclear reactor or something. And my pictures didn't turn out. And none of my brothers believe it was creepy as all hell.

Gpa: :|

Thank you so, so much for all the beta work you put into this. I know it made this a stronger piece by and large, and it really means a lot to me. <33 I LOVE YOU.

[dayadhvam_triad]

Meg! :D That would work just as well, I like. And no prob, bb, it was a privilege to get to read your BB before most everyone else. ;)

re: the anecdote--at the words leather-jacket-wearing Grandpa I was like omgggg SO AWESOME. 8DDD I love the story! It is cracky and totally surreal. And tumbleweed, lol!

*GLOMPS*