09x04 - Smash the Mirror - Part One: Hear or Fear
Episode number: 09x04 of Season 9 Fan Fiction (S9FF)
Title: Smash the Mirror
Subtitle: Hear or Fear
Author: dracox-serdriel
Word count: 467
Rating: R
Warnings: violence, language
August 26, 2013 @ 6:00am [T - 36 hours]
Castiel knew something was wrong. It was the way Dean stood: the slouch in his hip, the hitch in his breath.
"Dean?"
Cas was halfway through making the bed. For some reason, he found this activity enjoyable, albeit tedious, since he couldn't use any of his powers in their room. He stopped when Dean didn't respond.
Dean stared back at Cas, looking right into his eyes.
"Dean?" the angel repeated, walking over to him. "What's wrong?"
It wasn't a blurt or a whisper or a mumble. Dean made full eye contact, and with no hesitation, no provocation, he said, "I love you."
"I love you, Dean."
He reached out and touched his hunter's face. Maybe something wasn't wrong, Cas thought. Maybe, this time, something was right.
After all, it felt right. Dean insisted that guys don't talk about their feelings, but maybe that rule expired, like old milk or cheese.
Cas pulled Dean into a long, slow kiss.
"You finished the case out in Colorado?" he asked when they broke apart.
"Yeah, Sam stayed back there for the granola and the hiking or whatever," Dean replied.
"What happened?"
Dean kissed Castiel back.
"Nothing worth talking about right now," he said.
August 20, 2013 @ 6:00pm [T - 168 hours]
One week earlier... Gunnison, Colorado. Gilbert DeWitt, a burly thirty-year-old, hiked out to the cliffs. Twilight settled over the mountains, and everything fell silent.
But it wasn't long before he heard voices. Light and shadow: a fire up ahead. He was close.
Gilbert slipped into a small enclosure surrounded by rocks.
Indeed, a large fire burned in the middle, and a figure sat by it, waiting.
"I've come to see," Gilbert said to the figure, not sure if he should approach.
The figure stood. Gilbert had to steady himself when he saw the man's eyes. They were light brown, almost yellow, with a thin slice of dark brown that met the pupil, and there was not one spec of white.
"I will warn you," the figure spoke, "that what you see will come to pass. Nothing can be done to change that."
"I understand."
"Then place your offering in the fire."
Gilbert took a small box from his bag. He opened it to reveal a freshly bleeding human heart.
"My offering, from a worthy opponent," he said as he threw it into the fire.
The minutes ticked by as the fire consumed the heart. Then the darkness became thicker, a cloud of murky smoke, and within that smoke, Gilbert DeWitt saw his own future. He felt the color fade from his eyes.
"Please, tell me, tell me what I can do to escape this," he begged.
"I told you," the figure replied, "what you see shall come to pass."
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Title: Smash the Mirror
Subtitle: Hear or Fear
Author: dracox-serdriel
Word count: 467
Rating: R
Warnings: violence, language
August 26, 2013 @ 6:00am [T - 36 hours]
Castiel knew something was wrong. It was the way Dean stood: the slouch in his hip, the hitch in his breath.
"Dean?"
Cas was halfway through making the bed. For some reason, he found this activity enjoyable, albeit tedious, since he couldn't use any of his powers in their room. He stopped when Dean didn't respond.
Dean stared back at Cas, looking right into his eyes.
"Dean?" the angel repeated, walking over to him. "What's wrong?"
It wasn't a blurt or a whisper or a mumble. Dean made full eye contact, and with no hesitation, no provocation, he said, "I love you."
"I love you, Dean."
He reached out and touched his hunter's face. Maybe something wasn't wrong, Cas thought. Maybe, this time, something was right.
After all, it felt right. Dean insisted that guys don't talk about their feelings, but maybe that rule expired, like old milk or cheese.
Cas pulled Dean into a long, slow kiss.
"You finished the case out in Colorado?" he asked when they broke apart.
"Yeah, Sam stayed back there for the granola and the hiking or whatever," Dean replied.
"What happened?"
Dean kissed Castiel back.
"Nothing worth talking about right now," he said.
August 20, 2013 @ 6:00pm [T - 168 hours]
One week earlier... Gunnison, Colorado. Gilbert DeWitt, a burly thirty-year-old, hiked out to the cliffs. Twilight settled over the mountains, and everything fell silent.
But it wasn't long before he heard voices. Light and shadow: a fire up ahead. He was close.
Gilbert slipped into a small enclosure surrounded by rocks.
Indeed, a large fire burned in the middle, and a figure sat by it, waiting.
"I've come to see," Gilbert said to the figure, not sure if he should approach.
The figure stood. Gilbert had to steady himself when he saw the man's eyes. They were light brown, almost yellow, with a thin slice of dark brown that met the pupil, and there was not one spec of white.
"I will warn you," the figure spoke, "that what you see will come to pass. Nothing can be done to change that."
"I understand."
"Then place your offering in the fire."
Gilbert took a small box from his bag. He opened it to reveal a freshly bleeding human heart.
"My offering, from a worthy opponent," he said as he threw it into the fire.
The minutes ticked by as the fire consumed the heart. Then the darkness became thicker, a cloud of murky smoke, and within that smoke, Gilbert DeWitt saw his own future. He felt the color fade from his eyes.
"Please, tell me, tell me what I can do to escape this," he begged.
"I told you," the figure replied, "what you see shall come to pass."
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09x03 Loaded Dice
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