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humming_along. PG-13 with implied wincest. ~7000 words.
Summary : House loved her family very much. She'd loved them all, of course, but this family was special to her.
No, that's not Gregory House MD as I thought at first, was so excited at the thought of a House/SPN crossover lol, but a house, literally. The House. In Lawrence.
Outside POV, the Winchesters as seen by the house they live in. The house that is their home in every sense of the word, protecting them with her walls and her floors and her roof, giving them warmth and comfort and safety until That Thing comes to take her family away from her.
A very engrossing read, it's moving and touching and it made me feel like I should go talk to my own house.
House loved her family very much. She'd loved them all, of course, but this family was special to her. Perhaps because John and Mary had been so young when they came to her; Dean had been a tiny little toothless thing in a yellow sleeper, not quite four months old. House was so happy to have a baby under her roof again that the furnace hummed with pleasure, keeping Dean's nursery toasty warm when he kicked off the blankets at night.
humming_along. PG-13 with implied wincest. ~7000 words.Summary : House loved her family very much. She'd loved them all, of course, but this family was special to her.
No, that's not Gregory House MD as I thought at first, was so excited at the thought of a House/SPN crossover lol, but a house, literally. The House. In Lawrence.
Outside POV, the Winchesters as seen by the house they live in. The house that is their home in every sense of the word, protecting them with her walls and her floors and her roof, giving them warmth and comfort and safety until That Thing comes to take her family away from her.
A very engrossing read, it's moving and touching and it made me feel like I should go talk to my own house.
House loved her family very much. She'd loved them all, of course, but this family was special to her. Perhaps because John and Mary had been so young when they came to her; Dean had been a tiny little toothless thing in a yellow sleeper, not quite four months old. House was so happy to have a baby under her roof again that the furnace hummed with pleasure, keeping Dean's nursery toasty warm when he kicked off the blankets at night.
