217: Heart

[blacklid]

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[doylescordy]

Sam: Why do you get always get to hang out with the girls?

Dean: Because I'm older.

the advantages of being older

[themonkeytwin]

(Just an alternate interpretation I've always quite liked.)

The shrill jangle of her cell phone broke her concentration, and the spirits fled. Bugger. She’d been getting somewhere.

But one glance at the caller ID and she answered immediately. “Gert? I’m kind of busy here.” But she knew that. Gert was a pro; she didn’t call for no reason. “What is it?”

“Those boys you told me about. The Winchesters? They were just here, asking about Sheila.”

Bela froze. “You’re sure?”

Gert sounded amused. “Tall, gorgeous, stand-out shoulders ... classic rock aliases? Pretty sure, honey.”

“Bugger.” Bela put as much annoyance in that as she could. After all, she was bloody annoyed. Hopefully it was enough to disguise the little thrill running up her spine. It was a long time since she had a challenge so amusing as the Winchesters. Or so handsome

Re: the advantages of being older

[tahirire]

HEY! HANDS OFF MY SAM!

Lol. Gert always did make me laugh.

Re: the advantages of being older

[themonkeytwin]

Heh, if I were ever in Gert's position, I'd do EXACTLY THE SAME THING. Who wouldn't?

[doylescordy]

Sam: Dean, always with the scissors.

[kausingkayn]

Sam: Dean, always with the scissorsThe screaming didn’t bother him anymore. It used to; it would crawl under his skin like a thin metal knife and twist and turn until he couldn’t take it anymore. Then he would open his mouth and join the sick, damages chorus until his throat was raw and his mouth was bleeding. Then he’d keep screaming

[tahirire]

This is so visceral and intense; I love the dark spin on such a lighthearted quote. Also I used to have/use/abuse the crap out of that icon, lol. Great job!

[kausingkayn]

:-)
Thanks.
I guess that's kinda a bad sign, that this was the first thought in my mind when I read that quote, lol.

[monicawoe]

Sam: Look…I know you’re scared. I also know that there’s no way in hell you’re gonna believe me. But I’m doing this because I’m trying to help you. I’m not gonna lie, all right, the odds aren’t exactly in our favor. But if this goes the way I pray it does…I’ll untie you, and I’ll walk out that door and I’ll never come back. You’ll live the rest of your life. And I’ll just be a bad memory

[doylescordy]

Madison: I don't want to die. I don't, but I can't live like this. This is the way you can save me. Please. I'm asking you to save me.

Re: Castiel's Atonement - 6x20 SPOILERS

[monicawoe]

A very possible outcome to Castiel's storyline this season!

Re: Castiel's Atonement - 6x20 SPOILERS

[tahirire]

Oh, Cas. It's not too late, dude. Ask him to forgive you NOW. *chews fingernails off*

Good story, thanks for writing! :D

[doylescordy]

Dean: You don't have to.

Sam: Yes, I do.

Weakness - mild s6 spoilers - 1/?

[emmram]

(warnings for mild s6 spoilers and plenty of blood, gore and torture.)

Sam knows there's more than one way to break in Hell.

He'd been braced for everything he could think of, and still others he knew he couldn't possibly imagine. Even as he stood at the edge of the Pit with the devil coiled around his heart like a piece of rope pulling tighter and tighter - do you see my people sam they will eat you alive you and your brother and the world for eternity - he knew, and he was afraid.

But there lay a broken Dean in a broken world, and he jumped.

There was a period of darkness, he remembers. A period of free-fall where the wind rushing in his ears was the sound of hellhounds slavering for his flesh; where the cold was like a thousand needle-points being driven into his skin; where every touch was one of a million hands reaching out to rip him to pieces.

There was one last moment of intense pain - sharp and intimate like he was being split into two (maybe he was) and then he opened his eyes to light and Dean

Weakness - mild s6 spoilers - 2/?

[emmram]

Dean's just lying there.

It's been five decades of listening to Dean being systematically tortured, and finally, there's a break, the silence so loud it's ringing in his ears like it's never going to stop. Dean lies limp on the ground, blood pooling beneath him like some sort of macabre halo.

Sam wonders if he's dead, keeps wondering until the echoes in his head die.

Then he crawls over, stumbling and shaking like he hasn't moved in years (he hasn't moved in years) and reaches for Dean's neck. His fingers slip and slide through all the blood but he can feel it - the steady beat of life under the skin, and when he turns Dean's head just so, he can even see it: hot, fresh blood, spurting out of the slashed carotid.

Dean's eyes open. "Sammy," he says, his voice wasted, barely above a whisper, "Sammy."

Sam's hands tremble. "I don't understand," he says. "It's supposed to be me. You weren't - you -" Sam shakes his head, tries to regain control. This is what he wants. This is-- no. Can't give in. Can't.He tries again. "You're not real

Weakness - mild s6 spoilers - 3/3

[emmram]

The wound eventually heals. Sam keeps picking at the scab, keeps scratching deeper and deeper until his fingertips are almost permanently stained red, but it's only Dean who keeps screaming.

"Not real," Sam whispers.

He knows what's real.

-

The second time Dean's given a break - it might be weeks or decades later, Sam has no clue - he has a plan.

He crawls over and spots Dean's knife right next to his brother's body. It shines in the dim light, untouched by time or flesh. Sam thinks it's the most beautiful thing he's seen in a long, long time.

"Sam?" Dean whispers. His throat is slashed open, and Sam has no idea how he's talking - no. That doesn't matter. Won't matter(not real