[Fic] candle_beck: Last Day on Earth
[Sam/Dean]
Title: Last Day on Earth
Writer: candle_beck
Status of work: complete
Characters and/or pairings: Sam/Dean
Rating: NC-17
Warnings, kinks & contents: [Click to read]not a death fic
Length: 13,054~
Summary: The boys believe Sam has a day left on earth after an attack by a creature whose venom shows no symptoms until you drop dead, and for which there is no known cure. Just how would Dean and Sam handle that? Where would they go? What would they do?
Reccer's notes: In the hands of the great candle_beck this is an amazing white-knuckle ride. She writes them so true to canon it hurts - in a totally good way. It’s the Sam/Dean version of that 24-hour-to-live hurt/comfort episode we are all due before the show ends. The POV is Dean’s, and he is especially raw and achingly Dean-like in how he handles - or doesn’t handle - the situation. You truly feel his desperation and panic build as the clock ticks. It could easily have been a cliched first-time story, but it’s simply not. It’s intense, powerful, and still manages unexpected moments of levity, especially from Sam. And the ending will have you holding your breath, word by word...
[Short excerpt] "Goddamn it." Five miles from the county line and they should really put states behind them, what with the damage they did to the college, what with Sam being repeatedly thrown into walls and all. Fuck it, these sleepy backwoods cops aren't gonna be able to get their shit together for at least twelve hours and Dean needs to get Sam stripped to the skin and cleaned, clean. Topical exposure to tsukiji poison can get bad if it's left to sit, and if it gets in his blood, if he's cut--it's a day, a day tops.
Dean isn't thinking about it. He rolls his window down with uneven yanks, flails his arm around over the seat to get at Sam's window crank too, and the rain lashes in. It patters all across the leather, flesh-like sounds that have Dean wincing because his car, but okay, he's got his priorities mostly in order.