ABSOLUTELY NO SWIMMING; a supernatural fic.

Aug 13, 2014 16:17

ABSOLUTELY NO SWIMMING -- a supernatural monster-of-the-week fic.
{commissioned by thursdaysisters.}
there's something hungry in a man-made lake. after a video of an attack goes viral,
sam and dean head for tennessee to do some unusual fishing. (3,917 words)
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supernatural, genre: fanfic

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allthelivesofme August 13 2014, 21:48:45 UTC
“Yeah, because I don’t feel like reenacting an underwater Bond fight with something scaly. Besides, I don’t think we brought a harpoon gun.”

“I think we should go and try to get a look at this thing-see exactly what we’re up against.”

“Maybe Ariel’s just gotten really antisocial.”

DEAN.

“I know it’ll be difficult, but try to resist the urge to take your pants off,” Sam said dryly, lugging the plastic bucket out of the backseat. “In the video, Max wasn’t all that far from shore. Maybe thirty feet out or so.”

“Aha!” Dean triumphantly pulled back a clump of cattails to reveal a small rowboat tilted onto its side. “Looks like it’s seaworthy-I told you it’d be a waste of money to rent a boat and drag it all the way out here.”

“If you start quoting Titanic, I will throw you overboard.”

SAM.

“And that is the textbook definition of a backhanded compliment-following that logic, you should be the one playing bait, since we can afford to spare an inferior limb.”

MY BOYS. Can you just write the show from now on plz

He laid the creature that had once been a woman down gently. There were still vestiges of humanity in her face, framed in small, pebbled scales and gasping gills. What grew from her scalp looked more like fibrous plants than hair. Instead of legs there was a long, slender tail reminiscent of an eel’s flattened body. The arms were impossibly skinny given the strength they’d displayed, and her webbed hands ended in hooked claws. She was matte black and monstrous-and still Jonah Bleakly looked at her with kindness and understanding.

;___;

Jonah straightened his back. “She’s given us purpose. She taught us how to take a stand. Our family’s been persecuted and looked down upon and attacked and debased for generations. But in following her example we’ve refused to back down from any of it. My grandfather became a businessman because of her. My dad became a lawyer because of her. And I became a naturalist because of her. And in a couple more weeks, this place will legally be ours again. Hers again. And we’ll make sure no one else will get hurt.”

“That still doesn’t change the fact that she killed someone,” Sam persisted.

“The guy had a girlfriend-they were planning on getting married,” Dean added, wringing out the hem of his shirt. “That’s a whole future gone. Because your grandma had the munchies.”

“At this point, she’s more animal than woman. She was only following her instincts. When the whole world treats you like a monster,” Jonah said quietly, looking at them both in turn. “It can’t blame you when you live up to that expectation. Please. I swear to you-soon there won’t even be a chance for her to hurt anyone else. And I’ll do everything I can to help the victim’s girlfriend. Please. Killing her won’t bring him back.”

Ohhhhh man. Between this and that last exchange between Eulah and Jonah NO REALLY CAN YOU WRITE THE SHOW PLEASE??

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