Whoa, I'm reading SPN **gens**!
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layne67Title : Lucifer Sam
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cyndrarae
Rating : G
Summary : Sammy gets bitchy, a lot. And Dean is always there to smooth things out for him.
A wonderful and beautiful story, it tells of how Sam and Dean grew up together, starting from when eight-year-old Dean took care of his little brother to the time when he eventually had to let Sam go.
Part One - Sam is four. And he is mad that his brother doesn't come and fetch him from pre-school one day.
He loves fruit loops, loves driving his tricycle round and round in circles, and Doctor Seuss. He is pretty sure he loves his brother too. He knows this because every morning when Dean drops him off at pre-school he feels his chest tighten like he wants to cry. And it doesn’t go away until Dean picks him up few hours later. He is not so sure about his dad though, the man’s not around so much.
Part Two - Sam is ten. And he's sick with worry when his father and brother comes home from a hunting trip 3 days late.
He needs to see his big brother again. So he can say he’s sorry. That he didn’t mean to snap at him. That he loves him. And he needs him and dad to be safe, oh God. He is sorry he swore. He needs his family back, God please.
Part Three - Sam is seventeen. And he's crazy with the need to escape.
“What do you care man? You love this life! You got your dream car, your dream job. A new chick to fuck and dump every week. What difference will it make to you if I stay or leave huh?” … Dean doesn’t look at his brother, doesn’t even frown. Instead he smiles. That lopsided grin of his that never reaches his eyes and he’s glad its too dark for Sam to see it. What do I care, he asks. All Dean’s ever cared for more than anything or anyone else in all his life… sits there and asks him what does he care. “You do what you gotta do Sam. I won't stand in your way.” And that’s about all Dean can manage to say through the terrible tightening in his chest, the painful lump lodged in his throat.
Title: Just a Sandwich
Author :unhobbityhobbit
Rating: G
Dean deals with some feelings by making lunch. A poignant, exquisite tale,unhobbityhobbit packed a punch in this short tale of just about 500 words. And really, Dean did nothing but made his brother a sandwich! I can never eat/make sandwiches again after this without remembering this : It's a sandwich, Dean's been making them for as long as Sam can remember. Granted, this one's had more work put into it than most; the bread is lightly toasted and the lettuce and tomatoes and the meat have been placed so carefully it almost looks sculpted, but it's still just a sandwich.
Author :
cyndraraeRating : G
Summary : Sammy gets bitchy, a lot. And Dean is always there to smooth things out for him.
A wonderful and beautiful story, it tells of how Sam and Dean grew up together, starting from when eight-year-old Dean took care of his little brother to the time when he eventually had to let Sam go.
Part One - Sam is four. And he is mad that his brother doesn't come and fetch him from pre-school one day.
He loves fruit loops, loves driving his tricycle round and round in circles, and Doctor Seuss. He is pretty sure he loves his brother too. He knows this because every morning when Dean drops him off at pre-school he feels his chest tighten like he wants to cry. And it doesn’t go away until Dean picks him up few hours later. He is not so sure about his dad though, the man’s not around so much.
Part Two - Sam is ten. And he's sick with worry when his father and brother comes home from a hunting trip 3 days late.
He needs to see his big brother again. So he can say he’s sorry. That he didn’t mean to snap at him. That he loves him. And he needs him and dad to be safe, oh God. He is sorry he swore. He needs his family back, God please.
Part Three - Sam is seventeen. And he's crazy with the need to escape.
“What do you care man? You love this life! You got your dream car, your dream job. A new chick to fuck and dump every week. What difference will it make to you if I stay or leave huh?” … Dean doesn’t look at his brother, doesn’t even frown. Instead he smiles. That lopsided grin of his that never reaches his eyes and he’s glad its too dark for Sam to see it. What do I care, he asks. All Dean’s ever cared for more than anything or anyone else in all his life… sits there and asks him what does he care. “You do what you gotta do Sam. I won't stand in your way.” And that’s about all Dean can manage to say through the terrible tightening in his chest, the painful lump lodged in his throat.
Title: Just a Sandwich
Author :
unhobbityhobbitRating: G
Dean deals with some feelings by making lunch. A poignant, exquisite tale,
unhobbityhobbit packed a punch in this short tale of just about 500 words. And really, Dean did nothing but made his brother a sandwich! I can never eat/make sandwiches again after this without remembering this : It's a sandwich, Dean's been making them for as long as Sam can remember. Granted, this one's had more work put into it than most; the bread is lightly toasted and the lettuce and tomatoes and the meat have been placed so carefully it almost looks sculpted, but it's still just a sandwich.
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Date: 2007-05-15 06:47 pm (UTC)I almost quoted the whole thing :)
Btw, this line is like a stab in the gut/heart/mind
“Sure Dean, right after YOU stop being HIS bitch!”
God, I have to stop reading for a while there.
Any plans on doing "Part 4 : Sam is 22"?
*is hopeful*
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