And When I See You (I Really See You Upside Down)

[shangrilada]

Title: And When I See You (I Really See You Upside Down)
Summary: Stanford has the flu. And now so does Sam's apartment. 
Wordcount: 9,463
Author's Note: Jess Lives-verse, which I have decided to call THREEVERSE because it sounds like free verse and I like that. I beat up Dean a little again! But he doesn't get the flu, and also this turned out

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[gabbygrl]

THREEVERSE. This is me celebrating. Like it's a national fucking holiday, and not Arbor Day either, one of the ones people actually give a shit about.

Sam's obsessive panicky thing is adorable. You keep finding new ways to poke at my heart. MY TENDER HEART.

Also literally every sentence about Jess ("who's been watching the whole thing like it's a fucking horror movie (except she watches those with her entire body tucked behind Sam and her eyes peering over his shoulder while she screams KILL IT! STAB IT!, for the love of God please get this girl a salt gun and a breezy hunt just for the fucking entertainment value)") is amazing and hilarious. SHE IS PERFECT FUCK SAM I NEED TO MARRY HER. Except not really, they go together too well and it would make me sad to bust them up.

And the baby talk! They have it all worked out. Not sure Dean would need to sign away rights, would he, if they just put Sam on the birth certificate? But it would mean he couldn't ever sue with a paternity test so I can see SAM, sweet obsessive Sam, wanting to go all the way with that, protect every eventuality.

Dean loves Jess and it's so beautiful I want to cry. It isn't even sad! How SWEET he is with her, like no one else in the world, calling her Princess and counting her breaths like they aren't connected purely by the fact that they both love Sam. FEELING MORE COMFORTABLE SEEING HER FACE INSTEAD OF DARK. I think he should tell people he works with that she's his sister, and then have people be confused "so, wait, your brother and your sister and you all live together... who is your sister kissing?" except not like that obvs because that dialogue sucks.

I love Sam worrying more about Dean relapsing than Dean does; it feels right, somehow, because Sam is the worrier. You have these beautiful very physical descriptions of Dean's withdrawal-- so I know he's feeling it-- he just isn't thinking about it, which is great because he isn't a thinker, not about himself. When the thought does appear, it's always at the end of a long string of thoughts, like every time his mind runs away it ends up at alcohol and he has to wrestle it back in. (And on the other hand it's easy not to drink because he's replaced the alcohol addiction with a Sam addiction, so as long as he gets his fix he can push alcohol back.)

Sam is all wrong; Sam is Iron Man, and Jess is Pepper, and Dean is JARVIS, the voice in the back of Sam's head, the one who only exists to take care of Sam. OBVIOUS, SAMMY, GET SOME OXYGEN TO YOUR BRAIN.

I love the tale of Sam and Jess's courtship, how simultaneously romantic and unromantic it is, how playful and cute and tender that juxtaposition is.

Also that call the ER ahead trick is GENIUS, Jess is so great can we clone her and put Jess in charge of everyone's lives?

And haters to the left, lemon and chocolate is great, it's rich and clean at once. Duh.

Seriously I love this world so much I would be dancing in joy except my feet fucking hurt from all the all over town I've been going, so I'm only dancing in my head (and also my limbs are doing the jittery wiggle). EVERYTHING IS BEAUTIFUL AND YOUUUUU. Something. Okay I think this comment is long enough, right? Right.

[shangrilada]

YOU ARE SO PERFECTLY SWEET THANK YOU SO MUCH <3 <3 <3