YES of course i did!!! I love everything you write hon. Hurt Sam for the win.
Love how Dean really is Sam's stone number one.
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“You think you could try eating something a bit later?” Dean asks when Sam puts the bottle down - inside the fort. Sam doesn't like reaching out. “We wouldn't have to move if you don't want to, Bobby could bring us something.”
Sam pulls the blankets closer. “Too cold to move. Everything is ice.”
“There's no ice,” Dean tells him. “It's actually pretty hot with these blankets and the heater on.” He holds up the back of his hand against Sam's cheek, hoping that some of the warmth will transfer to his brother. “Feel that?”
Sam shivers hard beside him and tugs Dean's hand down to clutch against his chest. “The ice is inside me.”
" struggling to stop his baby brother from hurting himself while the poor fucking kid screamed about how much worse it would be if they came back and he hadn't managed to strip all the skin off his arms, wasn't that just one of the worst fucking things ever?"
That...killed me!!
so much awesome in this story!! i love your writing and look forward to more!
It's lovely to 'see you', welcome back! Thank you for posting this wonderful hurty fic! I adore the connection that Dean and Sam share here, how Dean forms the centre of everything for Sam, and I loved ow you portrayed that through the book and Genesis.
I also loved how you had Sam speak in Enochian, and how you hinted at all the horrors he experienced but didn't go into detail, making it even more horrifying.
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SO EXCITED to see you post hon, okay now i am going to go read hee <3
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YES of course i did!!! I love everything you write hon. Hurt Sam for the win.
Love how Dean really is Sam's stone number one.
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“You think you could try eating something a bit later?” Dean asks when Sam puts the bottle down - inside the fort. Sam doesn't like reaching out. “We wouldn't have to move if you don't want to, Bobby could bring us something.”
Sam pulls the blankets closer. “Too cold to move. Everything is ice.”
“There's no ice,” Dean tells him. “It's actually pretty hot with these blankets and the heater on.” He holds up the back of his hand against Sam's cheek, hoping that some of the warmth will transfer to his brother. “Feel that?”
Sam shivers hard beside him and tugs Dean's hand down to clutch against his chest. “The ice is inside me.”
//cries forever <3 <3
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That...killed me!!
so much awesome in this story!! i love your writing and look forward to more!
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I also loved how you had Sam speak in Enochian, and how you hinted at all the horrors he experienced but didn't go into detail, making it even more horrifying.
Thank you so much for sharing :)
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