Re: Along The Way Part 2hunters_retreatFebruary 7 2009, 04:03:45 UTC
“What?”
“I said good. Do you have any idea how many times I’ve been on this side of it Dean? Do you know how many times I’ve had to say I’m sorry for something I couldn’t stop but felt responsible for anyway? Do you know how hard it’s been, waiting for the day you walk out because of what I said in Illinois? Or when Meg possessed me?”
Dean stared at Sam for a moment. “Those… different things Sam, that wasn’t what happened here at all.”
“No, it’s not like this, but it is. Something happened that made both of us crazy. You weren’t the only one taking a swing in there Dean. We were both fighting to the death. I’m sorry.”
“Sam, don’t.”
“Then you don’t. I love you Dean, you’re the strongest, bravest, most loyal person I’ve ever known. I don’t know how you’ve managed to be all those things the way you were raised, but you are. I was trying to kill you tonight, and you me, but I know there is nothing in the world that could actually make you want to do that.”
Before Dean can think of anything to say to that, Sam is pressing up into his space, his lips pressing softly to his cheekbone. “There is nothing that could make me want to do that.” He says, pressing a kiss to the other side of his face.
He raises his eyes slowly, watching Sam as he makes eye contact. “It’s just you and me Dean, against heaven and hell and anything else that might come.”
“Yeah Sammy.” He says, his voice breathy and uncertain.
When Sam presses in even closer it doesn’t surprise Dean anymore. The thought that comes unbidden is ‘finally’, as Sam presses his lips to Dean’s. It’s chaste, as most first kisses are, but when Dean licks at Sam’s bottom lip, he opens and Dean’s tongue slides against Sam’s, tasting and learning this new thing about his little brother.
“Heaven and hell Sam?” Dean asks when Sam pulls back enough to lean his forehead against Dean’s.
“Yeah Dean. You and me against Hell. Heaven too if we have to be.” And considering how things have been falling out for them, sometimes it feels that way too. Dean laughs into his mouth and Sam questions him with his eyes.
“Just… let’s hope my guardian angel isn’t watching.”
Sam laughs as Dean kisses him and then they both relax into it. The pressure of the world is still out there, but Sam has Dean and Dean has Sam and everything else will get sorted out along the way.
Re: Along The Way Part 2rejenerationFebruary 7 2009, 05:30:22 UTC
Holy cripes! This made me shiver in the best of ways. I love the construction on such a small piece, how powerful the emotion is between them. I also love that this is first time, that the thought that comes to Dean is finally.
Re: Along The Way Part 2hunters_retreatFebruary 7 2009, 05:34:28 UTC
Thank you :P I hoped the bit about finally worked. I love the idea of everything just fitting together even when it wasn't necessarily a conscious desire before. Glad it came across right :P Such a great prompt and I loved the episode and the angst between the brothers. And there is something really sexy about Dean holding an axe :P
“I said good. Do you have any idea how many times I’ve been on this side of it Dean? Do you know how many times I’ve had to say I’m sorry for something I couldn’t stop but felt responsible for anyway? Do you know how hard it’s been, waiting for the day you walk out because of what I said in Illinois? Or when Meg possessed me?”
Dean stared at Sam for a moment. “Those… different things Sam, that wasn’t what happened here at all.”
“No, it’s not like this, but it is. Something happened that made both of us crazy. You weren’t the only one taking a swing in there Dean. We were both fighting to the death. I’m sorry.”
“Sam, don’t.”
“Then you don’t. I love you Dean, you’re the strongest, bravest, most loyal person I’ve ever known. I don’t know how you’ve managed to be all those things the way you were raised, but you are. I was trying to kill you tonight, and you me, but I know there is nothing in the world that could actually make you want to do that.”
Before Dean can think of anything to say to that, Sam is pressing up into his space, his lips pressing softly to his cheekbone. “There is nothing that could make me want to do that.” He says, pressing a kiss to the other side of his face.
He raises his eyes slowly, watching Sam as he makes eye contact. “It’s just you and me Dean, against heaven and hell and anything else that might come.”
“Yeah Sammy.” He says, his voice breathy and uncertain.
When Sam presses in even closer it doesn’t surprise Dean anymore. The thought that comes unbidden is ‘finally’, as Sam presses his lips to Dean’s. It’s chaste, as most first kisses are, but when Dean licks at Sam’s bottom lip, he opens and Dean’s tongue slides against Sam’s, tasting and learning this new thing about his little brother.
“Heaven and hell Sam?” Dean asks when Sam pulls back enough to lean his forehead against Dean’s.
“Yeah Dean. You and me against Hell. Heaven too if we have to be.” And considering how things have been falling out for them, sometimes it feels that way too. Dean laughs into his mouth and Sam questions him with his eyes.
“Just… let’s hope my guardian angel isn’t watching.”
Sam laughs as Dean kisses him and then they both relax into it. The pressure of the world is still out there, but Sam has Dean and Dean has Sam and everything else will get sorted out along the way.
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