Sam gets himself locked in a freezer. The memories of Hell's frozen lake. Lucifer's icy touch, all those fun things, are banging on the wall and Sam? Sam's not coping too well.
Dean is inside with him, frantically calling for Castiel or Balthy or anyone who has their angel ears on (or Bobby, if you want to invite him to the party, that's cool) and he's in full-blown protective big brother mode.
FILLED: And In My Soul, An Icy Dread RemainsauthoressnebulaApril 26 2011, 00:12:20 UTC
They were fine for the first couple of minutes. Sam was pissed off as much as Dean was, and together they were banging on the door and hollering for the hunter who'd locked them in. So they pushed and they shoved at the door and searched the walls, but nothing else was in there besides them and a few frozen chunks of meat hanging from the ceiling
( ... )
FILLED: And In My Soul, An Icy Dread Remains, Pt. 2authoressnebulaApril 26 2011, 00:28:56 UTC
He stood fast and felt his legs were slow to respond. He forced them to move anyways, feeling the cold like a band around his chest. The walls were solid, there were no reachable vents, and no other door besides the one they'd gotten thrown through. Dean pushed and shoved and jiggled the latch, but nobody was going to get them out. The hunter had probably left them there. With the temperature the way it was, they'd be dead by the time the butcher's shop opened the next morning.
Sam would be gone long before then.
"Cas," Dean called out, not even bothering with prayer. "Cas, I know you're busy with the war but god, I need you here right now. Cas, please, I need you to get us out of this one."
A gasp and whimper from Sam drove Dean back to his brother. He slid to his knees, hands reaching to pull at Sam's shoulders. "Sammy, look at me," Dean tried again.
"Don't let him touch me," Sam pleaded, eyes focused elsewhere, back arching away from the frozen wall. "No, no, please no, don't
( ... )
FILLED: And In My Soul, An Icy Dread Remains, Pt. 3 - EndauthoressnebulaApril 26 2011, 00:44:52 UTC
When Dean came to, he found himself covered with something scratchy but warm. It felt a lot like the sheets he'd covered himself with just the night before at the motel. Not the thin t-shirt he'd had left after-
The hunter. The freezer. Sammy."Sammy?" Dean yelled desperately, sitting up fast. The motel room around him swam for a long moment, but finally steadied. No one answered him. "Sammy?" he called again, panic blinding him to anything except his brother
( ... )
Re: FILLED: And In My Soul, An Icy Dread Remains, Pt. 3 - EndmarziebarzApril 26 2011, 08:09:39 UTC
Becuase The other one was so awesome I just couldn't resist, and I am so glad my willpower sucks so much when I'm tired, because this was made of just as much WIN as the first one. Poor Sam, and oh God now I kind wanna know what he was seeing because I'm sadistic like that. And Dean freaking out so much he asked Balthazar for help. And Cas to the rescue! WAY TO BE A GOOD PERSON CAS =D
Once again, MADE OF AWESOME AND FILLED WITH WIN!!! ^_^
Re: FILLED: And In My Soul, An Icy Dread Remains, Pt. 3 - EndwallflowerladyApril 26 2011, 09:15:46 UTC
AWESOME. I love cold Sam... and terrified flash-back Sam... and I just adore Dean giving up all his own warm clothes because he's so scared for Sam. And then a lovely bit of cuddling at the end :-D
Sam gets himself locked in a freezer. The memories of Hell's frozen lake. Lucifer's icy touch, all those fun things, are banging on the wall and Sam? Sam's not coping too well.
Dean is inside with him, frantically calling for Castiel or Balthy or anyone who has their angel ears on (or Bobby, if you want to invite him to the party, that's cool) and he's in full-blown protective big brother mode.
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As soon as I saw this one, though, I knew I was gonna have to do it.
Y'all give good prompt.
~Nebula
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Sam would be gone long before then.
"Cas," Dean called out, not even bothering with prayer. "Cas, I know you're busy with the war but god, I need you here right now. Cas, please, I need you to get us out of this one."
A gasp and whimper from Sam drove Dean back to his brother. He slid to his knees, hands reaching to pull at Sam's shoulders. "Sammy, look at me," Dean tried again.
"Don't let him touch me," Sam pleaded, eyes focused elsewhere, back arching away from the frozen wall. "No, no, please no, don't ( ... )
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The hunter. The freezer. Sammy."Sammy?" Dean yelled desperately, sitting up fast. The motel room around him swam for a long moment, but finally steadied. No one answered him. "Sammy?" he called again, panic blinding him to anything except his brother ( ... )
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More hearts for you.
<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
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Once again, MADE OF AWESOME AND FILLED WITH WIN!!! ^_^
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RIGHT THERE. You killed me RIGHT THERE.
This was lovely and heartbreaking and awesome. Thank you for the fill! <3
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