i'm sick of rumors started, i'm tired of being followed...
Okay so yesterday was kind of a blur. I had the greatest cup of coffee ever which resulted in a fast-paced day in which I had work and then I had me some James time.
And I wrote a bit on the vampire!Dean story. Nothing really yet so far. But I like how it's going.
Just imagine that Dean has been gone for two years. Cuz that's how I start out the story. And I think I'm making the story as it is now...set in 2008. Guh, I don't know.
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Present Day
He lies in bed, next to his girlfriend. She lies on her side, her back to his chest, his arms wrapped around her. She sleeps soundly, chest expanding and contracting with even breaths, heart rate normal. He sleeps with all five senses still attuned to the world around him. He keeps her safe in his arms while the baby monitor is on the nightstand. He protects his son with keen ears that perk at the slightest...
The baby gives a quick distressed sound. The father shifts a bit. Babies make noises in their sleep. It could be nothing. But then his son makes another howl, this time awaking his girlfriend as well.
She breathes in deeply, turning her head towards him without opening her eyes. “Sam? You gonna check on him?”
He unfurls himself from around her and leans up, swinging his legs over the side of the bed. “Yeah, baby, I’ll see to him.” He leans back over, pressing soft lips to her shoulder before rising to move across the hall to his son’s nursery.
Don’t worry, little guy, daddy’s coming, he thinks to himself.
The baby was born only six months ago. Feels like years to this young father. The baby wasn’t planned but as soon as he entered the world, he was the most loved child on the planet. Eight pounds and ten ounces, big soulful green eyes, blondish brown hair with flecks of gold, and a smile that could melt the coldest of hearts. He’s not gonna go through what I did, Sam thinks. I promise.
Sam arrives at the baby’s room. He stops dead in his tracks when he sees a dark figure looming over the boy’s crib. Not a supernatural thing, but a man. The man was staring at the boy, back turned to Sam, both hands in his coat pockets. Sam takes a step forward, the floorboards making a single creak.
The man speaks when he realizes he's not alone.
"He's beautiful, Sammy." His voice is familiar yet faraway to Sam. He knows it can't be...
He turns on the small lamp by the door and the man turns around and smiles at him. Greenish blue eyes twinkling at him, and a smile that could melt you, body and soul. He's scruffy now. He has a dark brown almost reddish beard and fresh scars. He's wartorn but still approachable.
Sam can't believe his eyes, but he still asks, "Dean?" Tears are forming without his consent.
The other man nods. Holding back tears of his own behind the Winchester smile.
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So tell me what you think. Be honest..tell me if it sucks big donkey dick.
And I think I may bug a few of you while I write this because well...I want to and you can't do anything about it. So just take it. Ha.
And yeah I've been out of the jared_stillness contests for two weeks and I really wanna do this one cuz it's Jared in a cowboy hat. And mmm is that hot or what? Yes! But if I don't make it by tonight's deadline then I'll just make an icon post cuz I must icon the Texan boy.
*hugs flist*
Sidenote: My boyfriend's parents found his brother's bong. Stupid pothead. I think that's hilarious. But I'm not a bad girl so I can laugh and then go do homework or something..lol.
And I wrote a bit on the vampire!Dean story. Nothing really yet so far. But I like how it's going.
Just imagine that Dean has been gone for two years. Cuz that's how I start out the story. And I think I'm making the story as it is now...set in 2008. Guh, I don't know.
* * * * * * * * *
Present Day
He lies in bed, next to his girlfriend. She lies on her side, her back to his chest, his arms wrapped around her. She sleeps soundly, chest expanding and contracting with even breaths, heart rate normal. He sleeps with all five senses still attuned to the world around him. He keeps her safe in his arms while the baby monitor is on the nightstand. He protects his son with keen ears that perk at the slightest...
The baby gives a quick distressed sound. The father shifts a bit. Babies make noises in their sleep. It could be nothing. But then his son makes another howl, this time awaking his girlfriend as well.
She breathes in deeply, turning her head towards him without opening her eyes. “Sam? You gonna check on him?”
He unfurls himself from around her and leans up, swinging his legs over the side of the bed. “Yeah, baby, I’ll see to him.” He leans back over, pressing soft lips to her shoulder before rising to move across the hall to his son’s nursery.
Don’t worry, little guy, daddy’s coming, he thinks to himself.
The baby was born only six months ago. Feels like years to this young father. The baby wasn’t planned but as soon as he entered the world, he was the most loved child on the planet. Eight pounds and ten ounces, big soulful green eyes, blondish brown hair with flecks of gold, and a smile that could melt the coldest of hearts. He’s not gonna go through what I did, Sam thinks. I promise.
Sam arrives at the baby’s room. He stops dead in his tracks when he sees a dark figure looming over the boy’s crib. Not a supernatural thing, but a man. The man was staring at the boy, back turned to Sam, both hands in his coat pockets. Sam takes a step forward, the floorboards making a single creak.
The man speaks when he realizes he's not alone.
"He's beautiful, Sammy." His voice is familiar yet faraway to Sam. He knows it can't be...
He turns on the small lamp by the door and the man turns around and smiles at him. Greenish blue eyes twinkling at him, and a smile that could melt you, body and soul. He's scruffy now. He has a dark brown almost reddish beard and fresh scars. He's wartorn but still approachable.
Sam can't believe his eyes, but he still asks, "Dean?" Tears are forming without his consent.
The other man nods. Holding back tears of his own behind the Winchester smile.
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So tell me what you think. Be honest..tell me if it sucks big donkey dick.
And I think I may bug a few of you while I write this because well...I want to and you can't do anything about it. So just take it. Ha.
And yeah I've been out of the jared_stillness contests for two weeks and I really wanna do this one cuz it's Jared in a cowboy hat. And mmm is that hot or what? Yes! But if I don't make it by tonight's deadline then I'll just make an icon post cuz I must icon the Texan boy.
*hugs flist*
Sidenote: My boyfriend's parents found his brother's bong. Stupid pothead. I think that's hilarious. But I'm not a bad girl so I can laugh and then go do homework or something..lol.