Rec-age
Chuck
Thirty Pieces and Counting Chuck/Bryce, PG, AU
It’s like playing in the library stacks again, only this time with real guns.
Inception
What Going Mad Feels Like Arthur/Dom, R
"I'm a weakness," Cobb says, "and they know it."
General 'they'. Arthur thinks maybe they should take a long hard look at their lives
when they have so many enemies that there is no use trying to narrow it down.
"I'm glad to have it," Arthur insists.
Supernatural
Cross Creek Hotel Supernatural, Gen, PG-13
Crossover
Ghosts, Spies, and Campfire Lies Chuck/Supernatural, Gen, PG-13
"Salt."
"Yup. I checked. Rock salt. He said it was to keep the slugs out."
Sarah frowned and watched Dean sanitize his hands under Ellie's supervision. "So, what?
The guy has slug issues?"
Casey scowled. "It's a load of crap. I don't know what's up with these guys but
something's not right."
"Maybe them showing up really is an honest coincidence, Casey. It's not like there's any
explosive devices or weapons made out of salt."
Casey's face remained blank as he stared at the two men beside the fire.
"There aren't, are there?"
"I'm thinking," growled Casey.
Thirty Pieces and Counting Chuck/Bryce, PG, AU
It’s like playing in the library stacks again, only this time with real guns.
Inception
What Going Mad Feels Like Arthur/Dom, R
"I'm a weakness," Cobb says, "and they know it."
General 'they'. Arthur thinks maybe they should take a long hard look at their lives
when they have so many enemies that there is no use trying to narrow it down.
"I'm glad to have it," Arthur insists.
Supernatural
Cross Creek Hotel Supernatural, Gen, PG-13
Crossover
Ghosts, Spies, and Campfire Lies Chuck/Supernatural, Gen, PG-13
"Salt."
"Yup. I checked. Rock salt. He said it was to keep the slugs out."
Sarah frowned and watched Dean sanitize his hands under Ellie's supervision. "So, what?
The guy has slug issues?"
Casey scowled. "It's a load of crap. I don't know what's up with these guys but
something's not right."
"Maybe them showing up really is an honest coincidence, Casey. It's not like there's any
explosive devices or weapons made out of salt."
Casey's face remained blank as he stared at the two men beside the fire.
"There aren't, are there?"
"I'm thinking," growled Casey.