Part Three

Turning his mind away from this thought, he moved around Dean and Dad and got the plates and the forks and the glasses and arranged them on the table. He got the salt and pepper shakers out too, thinking that might help with the taste.

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Part Two

Dad didn’t say anything as he looked at Dean, but the muscles in his jaw tightened and he started to glare. At Dean, which felt pretty strange, since Sam was always the one being glared at, always the one at the end of that look that said he’d just failed Dad in too many ways to count.

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Part One

For a moment, the slow hush of the river beneath the low bent trees was all the sound there was. Beyond that, the hum of the forest played a scratchy green sound in Sam's ears as he hunkered low in the water, bare feet braced against the gravel and stones, feeling the slow, cool rush of water over this thighs and hips. As he peered over the ( Read more... )

Summary: Since it’s been so hot, Dad finally takes Sam and Dean to the river for a little fishing trip. This makes Sam feel a little bit better for not being able to play soccer, but not a whole lot because it’s still the summer from hell. This story is a sequel to The Gauntlet
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I recently learned about the SPN anon meme threads regarding the Big Bangs for 2010. I have noted that LJ seems to be becoming a type of place where you get lambasted for the least opinion, so I can totally see why people want to remain anonymous, so they can be free to talk about stories as they see fit. But since I value the feedback I get from ( Read more... )

“You need a haircut,” says Dean, reaching for his, pulling the butter dish closer. He spreads butter over the top of the glaze and bites in with all his teeth. Chews for a moment, and then swallows. “What’ll Dad say when-”

Then he stops like he’s been poleaxed and he looks at Sam with wide round eyes, his coffee cup half way to his mouth. Like ( Read more... )

This story was started in the somewhere middle of 2007, when I first got into SPN.

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So I don't know how many people on my flist are going to Escapade....but I thought I'd list the panels I'll be moderating, and I also have a question for any Numb3rs fans out there.

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( The Gauntlet - Part 2 (Sparta Verse) )

 He was supposed to be using his left arm as little as possible, so by the time chores were done, his right arm ached. Dad told them to put on their shoes and socks and took them out to the field where the targets for the gun and crossbow were set up. The sun simmered on top of the grassy field inside the circle of trees, and reflected right into ( Read more... )