Gorgeously done. So many lovely lines (most quoted above), but I'm casting my vote for
"He didn't dare look back, because he knew what he'd see, and then he would stay, and it would be a mess, and Dean Winchester didn't make those kinds of messes."
That, right there, is quintessential Dean Winchester.
I'm putting this in my memories (and I don't do that often).
When I think of Sam's departure for Stanford I never picture Dean voicing his need that Sam not go. I always picture a stoic Dean, heart breaking on the inside, seeing Sam off and pain-walking through the rest of their time apart.
*nod* That's such a perfect description, and right on the money, I think. I read one story...wow, I wish I could remember the name of it...that showed Dean dropping Sam off, stoic and nonchalant, and then he pulled the car over and just came unglued, and that story tore me up. I think of that, sometimes, when I'm writing.
Jesus. You killed me with this. You have Dean's personality down to a T, and it's just fantastic the way you make his pain palpable but not overbearing.
The tone of this piece was so melancholic and yet, almost nostalgic; even if Dean was fighting it the whole time.
I just really have to congratulate you on how wonderfully done this is.
. You have Dean's personality down to a T, and it's just fantastic the way you make his pain palpable but not overbearing.
That makes me so happy. :D Thank you muchly. Dean has been getting much easier to write, for me, as time goes by. I feel like I'm starting to get a feel for him. Finally. *g*
Dad didn't want to hear that, didn't want to know that Dean's rhythms were all screwed up because two years later, that space at Dean's back, at his side, that Sam-shaped space was still empty.
I love how you show the relationship between all three, even if the focus is Sam/Dean. Lovely angst, really gut-wrenching.
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"He didn't dare look back, because he knew what he'd see, and then he would stay, and it would be a mess, and Dean Winchester didn't make those kinds of messes."
That, right there, is quintessential Dean Winchester.
I'm putting this in my memories (and I don't do that often).
Thanks for a beautiful story.
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Wow. :D Thank you very much.
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When I think of Sam's departure for Stanford I never
picture Dean voicing his need that Sam not go.
I always picture a stoic Dean, heart breaking on the
inside, seeing Sam off and pain-walking through the rest
of their time apart.
*nod* That's such a perfect description, and right on the money, I think. I read one story...wow, I wish I could remember the name of it...that showed Dean dropping Sam off, stoic and nonchalant, and then he pulled the car over and just came unglued, and that story tore me up. I think of that, sometimes, when I'm writing.
Anyway. *g* Thanks again.
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The tone of this piece was so melancholic and yet, almost nostalgic; even if Dean was fighting it the whole time.
I just really have to congratulate you on how wonderfully done this is.
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That makes me so happy. :D Thank you muchly. Dean has been getting much easier to write, for me, as time goes by. I feel like I'm starting to get a feel for him. Finally. *g*
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I can't quote my favorite parts because it would be the whole freaking story then.
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I love how you show the relationship between all three, even if the focus is Sam/Dean. Lovely angst, really gut-wrenching.
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