Through the Looking Glass by Dolimir (Gen)
Fandom: Dark Angel/Supernatural
Title: Through the Looking Glass
Pairing/Characters: Dean, Joshua, Alec, Sam
Author on LJ: dolimir_k
Length: 1,199
Author Website: on AO3 Through the Looking Glass
Why this must be read: Author's summary: Dean falls through the looking glass. For a brief crossover I adore the picture she created, especially of Joshua caring for not Alec. It's endearing with strong voices.
“Where am I?” he croaked.
“Underground. Safe.”
“Sam?”
“No. Joshua.” The tone was amused, but the voice sounded strange, like maybe the speaker was foreign or had some sort of speech impediment.
He coughed, his throat too dry to continue the conversation.
The hands lifted him by his neck and pressed a bottle to his parched lips. Gratefully, he took small sips until he could feel his throat ease.
“Sam’s my brother,” he clarified as he was laid back.
“No, Ben was your brother.”
He frowned momentarily, briefly wondering if he’d forgotten something important. “No. Sam is my brother. My baby brother.”
A large hand patted his chest several times. “Alec hit head harder than Joshua thought.”
“Why did Alec hit me in the first place?”
The hand stilled. “What?”
“What?”
Title: Through the Looking Glass
Pairing/Characters: Dean, Joshua, Alec, Sam
Author on LJ: dolimir_k
Length: 1,199
Author Website: on AO3 Through the Looking Glass
Why this must be read: Author's summary: Dean falls through the looking glass. For a brief crossover I adore the picture she created, especially of Joshua caring for not Alec. It's endearing with strong voices.
“Where am I?” he croaked.
“Underground. Safe.”
“Sam?”
“No. Joshua.” The tone was amused, but the voice sounded strange, like maybe the speaker was foreign or had some sort of speech impediment.
He coughed, his throat too dry to continue the conversation.
The hands lifted him by his neck and pressed a bottle to his parched lips. Gratefully, he took small sips until he could feel his throat ease.
“Sam’s my brother,” he clarified as he was laid back.
“No, Ben was your brother.”
He frowned momentarily, briefly wondering if he’d forgotten something important. “No. Sam is my brother. My baby brother.”
A large hand patted his chest several times. “Alec hit head harder than Joshua thought.”
“Why did Alec hit me in the first place?”
The hand stilled. “What?”
“What?”