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Okay, this came about because I saw an ad for a H/C comment fic meme, but it was only for Dean, which hardly seems fair to me. What about Sam? He's stuck trying to stop the remaining Leviathan alone and doesn't know how to help his brother. Dean is stuck in Purgatory and worrying about his brother.
So, this meme is for both boys. Reunion!Fics, fics about what monsters Dean runs into in Purgatory, maybe fics where he finds their parents or runs into Bobby or whatever you want, but it needs to be about the fallout from the finale last night. Have fun, any question, PM me. Please respect other people's prompts, no flaming or bashing, lovers of both boys welcome.
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Delusional/Hallucinating Sam by
queerly_it_is An alone Sam is never a good thing, and Sam uses his mental...issues to cope with things. I'm thinking the hallucinations might show up again hardcore, just so he has someone to talk to again.A world of bonus points if Michael is one of them.
Hyperventilate by
verucasalt123 I would love something where Sam freaks out and hyperventilates once he realizes he really is all alone - and that he has no idea where's Dean, where's Castiel, that he has no one to go to...I just want sad, desperate Sam not knowing what to do, thank you
Essence by
rokhal Crowley gives the boys his blood while telling them it might not be his. He also specifically tells them not to trust him. Yet, there's no sign that the bone/blood weapon will even work until it does. No sign, at least on screen.Sam *knows* that the vial contains Crowley's blood. How? He can smell it. All that demon blood drinking before and with Lucifer. It's changed Sam. Write the missing scene where Sam reveals this to Dean.
Untitled by
dontknowmyname Sam can hear Dean's voice in his head, like he's still there(sorta like Lucifer, but he's talking back and it's keeping him sane
Like, what would Dean say to make me feel better, what's the humor in this situation.
even making a mental note not to - douche up the car- this time
He snaps one day, thinking this is the one time that Dean isn't coming back , maybe Gabrile was right... But should he really let go?
(Gen please)
An Unlikely Partnership by
mollrach13 Sam is not dealing with being alone well. He worries himself into an epic case of the flu (or other illness/condition or your choice). For some reason, it is in Crowley's best interests to take care of him. He does so grudgingly and with much complaint.Basically: Crowley taking care of sick!Sam.
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Date: 2012-05-23 05:22 pm (UTC)Sam’s gut reaction was to storm out of the lab and demand answers from the remaining leviathans before he beheaded each and every one. He definitely would have done just that if it wasn’t for the quiet voice he heard when he reached for the machete in his holster. It sounded so familiar, so comforting, and the next thing he knew he had somehow made it to the impala.
The second his hand reached the cool metal on the damaged car Sam heard the voice again; louder this time.
It’s all over now, baby.
Sam spun around to find the parking lot still empty, but when he turned back to the car there was a dark figure sitting in the passenger’s side. Someplace in the back of Sam’s mind there was a piece of remaining sanity that shouted at him not to believe his eyes—or his ears. Then there was that voice saying come on, Sammy, move your ass and he could never ignore that voice.
“Dean?” He whispered as he slid into the driver’s seat. “How’d you get out here?”
“Don’t ask stupid questions.”
“I thought you were gone.” Sam couldn’t move. He sat there staring at his brother.
“Can’t get rid of me that easy.”
“What do we do now?” He turned his eyes just long enough to scan the immediate area. “The leviathans are still out there.”
“Well, they’re monsters and what do we do to monsters, Sam?”
“Kill them.”
“There’s your answer.”
He nodded slowly as his hand twitched over the holster. There weren’t any leviathans around that he could spot, but he was sure most of them were still inside. He turned back to Dean and just watched his brother for a second before interrupting the moment.
“Thanks for coming back, Dean,” Sam said softly. His head dropped and he ran a shaky hand through his hair. “I don’t know what to do next.”
“You finish what we started,” Dean ordered. “And be careful, Sammy.”
When Dean reached for the door Sam reached for his arm. The two shared a long moment of silence; they’re eyes saying everything their words couldn’t. Sam opened his mouth to speak, but it got caught in his throat.
“Dean,” he choked, “please don’t go.”
“I’ll be there when you need me, Sam.”
“Where?” Sam asked.
“Hey,” Dean pushed his fist into Sam’s shoulder with a smile. “What did I say about asking stupid questions?”
“I’ll find you, Dean.”
“Of course you will, Sammy.” Dean’s smile brightened. “If anyone can it’s you. Not until you kill the rest of those damn mutations though.”
“Dean,” Sam started. “I can’t.”
“You will.” Dean demanded. “The world needs a hero again, and you’re just the man for the job. ”
“But I can’t do it alone.” Sam stared down at his hands.
“Does it look like you’re alone?” Dean asked. Sam slowly looked up with a hesitant smile. “Let’s go get those sons of bitches!”
He didn’t have a plan of action and he had no idea where to begin. It was definitely crazy, and for the first time in years Sam was okay with crazy. He wasn’t alone and that’s all that mattered now.
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Date: 2012-05-24 03:16 am (UTC)