Title : Some Things Need To Be Said, Some Things Don't.
Rating : G
Fandom : Supernatural. Coda to 'Long Distance Call'. Spoilerish.
Word count : 366
Disclaimer : I own nothing.
Summary : Sam and Dean have a talk. And Sam says what needs saying.
“He said he loved me.”
“What? Who?” Sam looks up from his laptop, rubbing at his eyes tiredly. He didn’t get much sleep the night before, tossing and turning in his bed, thinking about what had happened. And his whole body aches like crazy. He has taken two Advils which do not seem to do anything. Dean looks even worse than him, sitting at the end of his bed, shoulders slumped, dejection written clearly all over him.
“Dad. That thing. Whatever. He said he loved me.” Dean looks down at his clapsed hands, his expression unreadable.
Sam doesn't say anything, waiting for Dean to say more.
Dean sighs.
“I should have known there and then that it wasn’t him,” he laughs. It sounds bitter.
“Dad .. all his life, he never said that to us. Maybe he did, before Mum died, I can’t remember, but never after.”
Sam gets up from the table and goes to sit on the bed beside his brother, close, shoulders and hips touching. He chooses his words carefully.
“Dean, you know Dad loved us, loved you. God, Dean, you knew him better than I do. He did the best he could, you know that.”
“Yeah, I do. I guess I had been wanting him to say that like, forever. And that thing knew it, knew which buttons to push. Knew that I would do anything after that. Pathetic, huh?”
Sam sighs. The silence stretches between them.
“Dean?” He hesitates.
Dean grunts.
Sam takes a deep breath, thinking, It's now or never.
“DeanIloveyou,” he says in a rush. There. He has said it. He can feel his face getting red.
‘Huh?” Dean is looking at him weirdly, like he has been talking in some foreign language or something.
“You’re right. The chicks are right. These things need to be said. So, Dean. I. Love. You.”
“You’ve been watching too much Oprah.” But Dean looks … pleased, the tension easing out of his face somewhat. He gets up from the bed, grabbing the keys from the table.
“Come on, Samantha, lets go get some breakfast.”
Sam grins. Dean has not said he loved Sam, he's Dad’s son through and through. But Sam does not need Dean to say it now, not in words. Because he has been hearing it all his life.
Loud and clear.
~fin
Rating : G
Fandom : Supernatural. Coda to 'Long Distance Call'. Spoilerish.
Word count : 366
Disclaimer : I own nothing.
Summary : Sam and Dean have a talk. And Sam says what needs saying.
“He said he loved me.”
“What? Who?” Sam looks up from his laptop, rubbing at his eyes tiredly. He didn’t get much sleep the night before, tossing and turning in his bed, thinking about what had happened. And his whole body aches like crazy. He has taken two Advils which do not seem to do anything. Dean looks even worse than him, sitting at the end of his bed, shoulders slumped, dejection written clearly all over him.
“Dad. That thing. Whatever. He said he loved me.” Dean looks down at his clapsed hands, his expression unreadable.
Sam doesn't say anything, waiting for Dean to say more.
Dean sighs.
“I should have known there and then that it wasn’t him,” he laughs. It sounds bitter.
“Dad .. all his life, he never said that to us. Maybe he did, before Mum died, I can’t remember, but never after.”
Sam gets up from the table and goes to sit on the bed beside his brother, close, shoulders and hips touching. He chooses his words carefully.
“Dean, you know Dad loved us, loved you. God, Dean, you knew him better than I do. He did the best he could, you know that.”
“Yeah, I do. I guess I had been wanting him to say that like, forever. And that thing knew it, knew which buttons to push. Knew that I would do anything after that. Pathetic, huh?”
Sam sighs. The silence stretches between them.
“Dean?” He hesitates.
Dean grunts.
Sam takes a deep breath, thinking, It's now or never.
“DeanIloveyou,” he says in a rush. There. He has said it. He can feel his face getting red.
‘Huh?” Dean is looking at him weirdly, like he has been talking in some foreign language or something.
“You’re right. The chicks are right. These things need to be said. So, Dean. I. Love. You.”
“You’ve been watching too much Oprah.” But Dean looks … pleased, the tension easing out of his face somewhat. He gets up from the bed, grabbing the keys from the table.
“Come on, Samantha, lets go get some breakfast.”
Sam grins. Dean has not said he loved Sam, he's Dad’s son through and through. But Sam does not need Dean to say it now, not in words. Because he has been hearing it all his life.
Loud and clear.
~fin
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Date: 2008-05-07 09:47 am (UTC)*hugs*
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Date: 2008-05-07 10:35 am (UTC)That is beautiful, right there :)
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Date: 2008-05-07 10:59 am (UTC):D
*hugs you back*
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Date: 2008-05-07 11:00 am (UTC):DD
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Date: 2008-05-07 11:01 am (UTC)Thank you, I'm so glad you like!
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Date: 2008-05-07 11:03 am (UTC)Omg, you read!!
THANK YOU!!! ♥
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Date: 2008-05-07 11:07 am (UTC)Oh Dean, he wanted to believe so very much *sniffles*
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Date: 2008-05-07 11:17 am (UTC)Oh, I love this, Layne. *hugs you*
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Date: 2008-05-07 11:20 am (UTC)I love that episode, so much Dean-pain!
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Date: 2008-05-07 11:23 am (UTC)*hugs you back*
♥
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Date: 2008-05-07 01:34 pm (UTC)Sam grins. Dean has not said he loved Sam, he is Dad’s son through and through. But Sam does not need Dean to say it, not in words. Because he has been hearing it all his life. I may be grinning like Sam a wee bit myself.
*love love love*
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Date: 2008-05-07 01:53 pm (UTC)It's lovely, Layne. Wish you were one of SPN's script writers.
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Date: 2008-05-07 02:01 pm (UTC)Thank you, sweetheart ♥
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Date: 2008-05-07 02:39 pm (UTC)The scene at the end of the show, Dean badly wanted to talk about it I think ( for a change! ), but he didn't quite know how, and Sam wasn't helping either ( *smacks him* ) so I just have to give him, them, this.
Thank you, sweetie :))
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Date: 2008-05-07 02:44 pm (UTC)“I should have known there and then that it wasn’t him,” he laughs. It sounds bitter.
Sadly, I thought the same thing when I saw the teaser. :D
Nice job.