the man with the golden gun- Dean/Cas, touching, AUs, attentionpann_cakeApril 14 2012, 20:14:10 UTC
(This may be more than one comment, I got a little excited about it, lol. Feel free to listen to this while you read. ;D)
“I’m startin’ to think we have a little something special here, Cas,” Dean drawls with a smirk, “considering all the times you’ve arrested me.”
Castiel huffs across the fire. “Someone has to arrest you.”
“And somehow it’s always you.” Dean is grinning now, his face lit up orange in the glow of their campfire. “I gotta admit, this is the longest relationship I’ve had in a long time.”
“Perhaps because your usual acquaintances are saloon girls.”
Dean tips his head back and laughs, loud and echoing throughout the desolate landscape. It’s a quiet night, apart from Dean’s mouth, but Castiel is vigilant against coyotes and other such animals that come out at night. The last thing he needs is a distraction, a moment for Dean to slip away from him again. He’s not the only Marshal that has gone after Dean Winchester for his various transgressions, but Castiel has taken it on as a personal quest. He hunted Dean across three states before finally catching up with him again, and Castiel feels a sense of satisfaction at getting the outlaw in irons. He’s taking him across state lines to answer for the murder of a man in Texas. Dean will go to the gallows for it, if they make it there this time.
“How about you loosen up these chains?” Dean asks lightly, holding his bound hands up. “It’s hard to get comfortable with these on.”
“Do you think I’m stupid?” Castiel says with a glare. If he lets Dean escape his grasp again he may well be out of a job. And he quite likes being a Marshal, he doesn’t think there’s anything else he’d be good at.
“You a bettin’ man, Cas?” Dean asks, and Castiel just raises an eyebrow. “How ‘bout this. You go over there and take a piss, if I’m still here when you get back, you take the irons off.”
“You’re insane if you think I’m leaving you alone for a second.”
Dean holds up a hand in truce, his other wrist flopping down from the chains. “Fine then. Close your eyes and count to ten.”
Castiel looks Dean over. He’s surprised to note that the cocky grin has gone and Dean has grown serious. Castiel shouldn’t trust him-he has a hard time trusting most people, let alone murderers and criminals-but Dean is looking at him earnestly, and the man suddenly feels like an equal. Maybe it’s time Castiel treated him as such.
He says nothing, just closes his eyes and breathes slow as he counts. The seconds tick by excruciatingly slow, and Castiel suddenly hears so much in the darkness. The crack of the fire is like an explosion, making him flinch. A nighttime bird of some kind hoots in the distance, a breeze rustles the dried ground. He hears everything-everything except the sound of a man running.
Re: the man with the golden gun- Dean/Cas, touching, AUs, attentionpann_cakeApril 14 2012, 20:16:10 UTC
When he opens his eyes, Dean is lounging on one elbow, looking at him sidelong, his hat slung low over his eyes. Castiel digs into his pocket for the key.
“You and I both know why you’re letting me free,” Dean murmurs as Castiel turns the key, unclasps the irons.
“And why’s that?”
“Because I’m innocent,” Dean says with conviction, catching Castiel’s wrist before he pulls away.
Castiel pauses, crouched on his haunches in front of Dean, and Dean holds his gaze. His fingers grip Castiel’s wrist, and the touch is almost hot against Castiel’s skin. Castiel swallows, trying to dissipate the sudden tension. “Innocent men don’t run.”
Dean huffs impatiently and drops Castiel’s wrist. “Of course they do,” he says. “I don’t wanna hang for something I didn’t do.”
Castiel’s brow furrows. “There are witnesses that saw you kill that man.”
“True. But he wasn’t a man.” He fixes Castiel with a pointed look. “He was a werewolf.”
“That’s a myth,” Castiel says. “They don’t exist.”
“They sure do, and I killed one before it could kill innocent people.”
Castiel rubs a hand down his face. He doesn’t have the patience for tall tales.
“I’m tellin’ the truth, Cas,” Dean insists, settling onto the ground, his arms folded up behind his head. He tips his hat so it covers his eyes. “By the time we get to Texas, you’ll believe me.”
“I’m not so sure about that,” Castiel murmurs, but Dean doesn’t reply. Castiel thinks he might be asleep already, and he sighs.
He crosses his legs and stays next to Dean, one hand resting on the ornate gun at his hip. It’s Dean’s, confiscated when he arrested him. He thinks back to that moment, the odd bullets that were in the chamber. None of them were regular lead bullets; some made of melted down silver, some filled with salt. The gun of someone hunting monsters, not men.
Castiel casts his eyes back to Dean, a fugitive sleeping peacefully in the middle of the desert, next to the Marshal who’s bringing him to the gallows. Castiel watches Dean and tries to stay awake, thinking in the back of his mind that this was all a ruse, that Dean will surely escape.
Eventually Castiel falls asleep. When he wakes, Dean is cooking them breakfast over the fire. Castiel exhales a laugh and shakes his head; there’s something to be said for conviction.
Re: the man with the golden gun- Dean/Cas, touching, AUs, attentionjanie_tangerineApril 14 2012, 23:55:46 UTC
OMGOMGOMGOMGOM DEAN/CAS WESTERN AU YESSS I think you can totally hear me squeeing. (Lol you don't know how much I was hoping for some western AU since I hadn't put it into the proper kinks. ;) also YAAAY MORRICONE SOUNDTRACK I can't hear that particular one enough. ;) ;) )
and that said OMG I LOVE THIS. Cas running after Dean and catching him multiple times was excellent, as Dean's total flirting at the beginning. And DEAN STILL HUNTING MONSTERS and Cas TOTALLY STARTING TO BELIEVE HIM, and omg Dean actually staying and Cas trusting him not to run (not that it was conscious but it hardly matters) and EVERYTHING, I'm in love with it. The dialogue was just so IC I could weep in joy and Castiel doubting things all over was just perfect. And the ending was priceless. And seriously I love how it's totally obvious that they have some sort of respect for each other and I'm willing to bet that Cas will believe Dean by the end. ;)
NO SERIOUSLY I LOVE THIS THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH ♥ I shall go and have a re-read. You totally proceeded to smash all my buttons - KUDOS ON THAT REALLY. *goes re-reading*
Re: the man with the golden gun- Dean/Cas, touching, AUs, attentionpann_cakeApril 15 2012, 00:08:15 UTC
Wheeee~ *twirls you* I'm SO GLAD you liked it!! I've never written a Western before but it was SO MUCH FUN. I think it's these boys, they are great to write no matter what AU I plunk them into. ;D
BTW, I love how we wrote for each other at basically the exact same time. XDD *high fives*
“I’m startin’ to think we have a little something special here, Cas,” Dean drawls with a smirk, “considering all the times you’ve arrested me.”
Castiel huffs across the fire. “Someone has to arrest you.”
“And somehow it’s always you.” Dean is grinning now, his face lit up orange in the glow of their campfire. “I gotta admit, this is the longest relationship I’ve had in a long time.”
“Perhaps because your usual acquaintances are saloon girls.”
Dean tips his head back and laughs, loud and echoing throughout the desolate landscape. It’s a quiet night, apart from Dean’s mouth, but Castiel is vigilant against coyotes and other such animals that come out at night. The last thing he needs is a distraction, a moment for Dean to slip away from him again. He’s not the only Marshal that has gone after Dean Winchester for his various transgressions, but Castiel has taken it on as a personal quest. He hunted Dean across three states before finally catching up with him again, and Castiel feels a sense of satisfaction at getting the outlaw in irons. He’s taking him across state lines to answer for the murder of a man in Texas. Dean will go to the gallows for it, if they make it there this time.
“How about you loosen up these chains?” Dean asks lightly, holding his bound hands up. “It’s hard to get comfortable with these on.”
“Do you think I’m stupid?” Castiel says with a glare. If he lets Dean escape his grasp again he may well be out of a job. And he quite likes being a Marshal, he doesn’t think there’s anything else he’d be good at.
“You a bettin’ man, Cas?” Dean asks, and Castiel just raises an eyebrow. “How ‘bout this. You go over there and take a piss, if I’m still here when you get back, you take the irons off.”
“You’re insane if you think I’m leaving you alone for a second.”
Dean holds up a hand in truce, his other wrist flopping down from the chains. “Fine then. Close your eyes and count to ten.”
Castiel looks Dean over. He’s surprised to note that the cocky grin has gone and Dean has grown serious. Castiel shouldn’t trust him-he has a hard time trusting most people, let alone murderers and criminals-but Dean is looking at him earnestly, and the man suddenly feels like an equal. Maybe it’s time Castiel treated him as such.
He says nothing, just closes his eyes and breathes slow as he counts. The seconds tick by excruciatingly slow, and Castiel suddenly hears so much in the darkness. The crack of the fire is like an explosion, making him flinch. A nighttime bird of some kind hoots in the distance, a breeze rustles the dried ground. He hears everything-everything except the sound of a man running.
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“You and I both know why you’re letting me free,” Dean murmurs as Castiel turns the key, unclasps the irons.
“And why’s that?”
“Because I’m innocent,” Dean says with conviction, catching Castiel’s wrist before he pulls away.
Castiel pauses, crouched on his haunches in front of Dean, and Dean holds his gaze. His fingers grip Castiel’s wrist, and the touch is almost hot against Castiel’s skin. Castiel swallows, trying to dissipate the sudden tension. “Innocent men don’t run.”
Dean huffs impatiently and drops Castiel’s wrist. “Of course they do,” he says. “I don’t wanna hang for something I didn’t do.”
Castiel’s brow furrows. “There are witnesses that saw you kill that man.”
“True. But he wasn’t a man.” He fixes Castiel with a pointed look. “He was a werewolf.”
“That’s a myth,” Castiel says. “They don’t exist.”
“They sure do, and I killed one before it could kill innocent people.”
Castiel rubs a hand down his face. He doesn’t have the patience for tall tales.
“I’m tellin’ the truth, Cas,” Dean insists, settling onto the ground, his arms folded up behind his head. He tips his hat so it covers his eyes. “By the time we get to Texas, you’ll believe me.”
“I’m not so sure about that,” Castiel murmurs, but Dean doesn’t reply. Castiel thinks he might be asleep already, and he sighs.
He crosses his legs and stays next to Dean, one hand resting on the ornate gun at his hip. It’s Dean’s, confiscated when he arrested him. He thinks back to that moment, the odd bullets that were in the chamber. None of them were regular lead bullets; some made of melted down silver, some filled with salt. The gun of someone hunting monsters, not men.
Castiel casts his eyes back to Dean, a fugitive sleeping peacefully in the middle of the desert, next to the Marshal who’s bringing him to the gallows. Castiel watches Dean and tries to stay awake, thinking in the back of his mind that this was all a ruse, that Dean will surely escape.
Eventually Castiel falls asleep. When he wakes, Dean is cooking them breakfast over the fire. Castiel exhales a laugh and shakes his head; there’s something to be said for conviction.
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and that said OMG I LOVE THIS. Cas running after Dean and catching him multiple times was excellent, as Dean's total flirting at the beginning. And DEAN STILL HUNTING MONSTERS and Cas TOTALLY STARTING TO BELIEVE HIM, and omg Dean actually staying and Cas trusting him not to run (not that it was conscious but it hardly matters) and EVERYTHING, I'm in love with it. The dialogue was just so IC I could weep in joy and Castiel doubting things all over was just perfect. And the ending was priceless. And seriously I love how it's totally obvious that they have some sort of respect for each other and I'm willing to bet that Cas will believe Dean by the end. ;)
NO SERIOUSLY I LOVE THIS THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH ♥ I shall go and have a re-read. You totally proceeded to smash all my buttons - KUDOS ON THAT REALLY. *goes re-reading*
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BTW, I love how we wrote for each other at basically the exact same time. XDD *high fives*
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And haha I know? I was writing yours when I realized that you posted this, it was awesome. ;)
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