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let me hear your voice tonight ([personal profile] alexseanchai) wrote2011-04-03 05:10 pm
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Supernatural ficspam

Title: How to See What People Say is Never Really Here
Rating: G
Summary: Claire, Castiel, and moonlight.
Pairings: None.
Warnings: None.
Word Count: 89

Claire looks out the window and sees, standing in the shadows, her father.

It's not her father, of course. It can't be. Her father would have come in by now. It's just Castiel, checking in on Claire and Mom the way he promised Daddy he would.

The clouds shift away from the moon, and suddenly Castiel is standing in the center of a great deal of light. Lots of light. Light as high as a mountain and more colors than a rainbow.

Claire thinks maybe Castiel is the light.


Title: Offering the Moon
Rating: G
Summary: John will offer Mary anything.
Pairings: John/Mary.
Warnings: None.
Word Count: 150

Shoot for the moon, John thinks, and walks up to the pretty blonde who's always heading for home ec as John is getting out of wood shop. "Miss?" he says. The girl turns. "I was wondering if you'd like to see a movie with me?"

On John's pay at the garage, with how much has to go to supplementing his father's pay, a second movie date is about as possible as hanging the moon. A first is doable, though, and if she says yes and if she still likes him after the first date, John will find a way to make a second date happen.

"You don't even know my name, do you?" she asks, amused.

John opens his mouth and closes it again.

"Hi, John," she says, and how does she know his name? "I'm Mary Campbell, and I'd love to see a movie with you."


Title: Trapped
Rating: PG
Summary: When the moon's right, Michael can see Lucifer.
Pairings: None.
Warnings: None.
Word Count: 130

There's something about the waning gibbous moon that lets Michael see, ever so briefly, his brother. Lucifer's so angry, in such pain, trapped down there; it hurts Michael to watch it, but this moment once a month is all Michael has had of his brother for millennia.

This is why Michael is making his careful arrangements, breeding one angelic bloodline after another into the Winchester line and inbreeding the Campbells (never too closely, never close enough to cause problems, but close enough to enhance the genetic traits their nephilim ancestors gave them), nudging a demon here and a human there till enough seals are ready to fall all at once. Because Lucifer's trapped and in pain.

(Once Lucifer's free, Michael has to kill him. Michael isn't thinking about that part.)


Title: Spoon Theory
Rating: PG
Summary: Most people start the day with unlimited amount of possibilities, and energy to do whatever they desire.
Pairings: None.
Warnings: None.
Word Count: 98

Most mornings he's so exhausted after the nightmares that it takes effort to get out of bed. It takes more to brush his teeth, and sometimes in the mirror he'll see Lucifer's face. It tires him out to do research—he does it anyway; hunting is his penance. Some days he's afraid when he goes out to hunt, what's left of Lucifer in him will escape into his rage at the monster du jour. Some days he can back Dean up on the hunt; some days, he knows that to Dean he's more a liability than an asset.


Title: Swing
Rating: G
Summary: Sam and Jess learn to dance.
Pairings: Sam/Jess.
Warnings: None.
Word Count: 46

"Stand right hip to right hip," the instructor directs. "Gentleman's right hand on the lady's hip, lady's left hand on the gentleman's shoulder, other hands together, and revolve."

Sam and Jess fumble it. Jess is too nervous about dancing and Sam is too nervous about Jess.


Title: Shade of Rose
Rating: PG
Summary: Valentine's Day.
Pairings: Sam/Jess.
Warnings: None.
Word Count: 59

Sam wants everything to be perfect for Valentine's Day. Candlelit dinner, bouquet of crimson roses, the works.

Jess's smile dims when she walks in the door and sees the roses. She brightens when Sam triumphantly produces the pasta salad, though, and the evening ends delightfully.

It's only in the postcoital haze that Jess admits to thinking roses are lame.


Title: Azure, fifty stars argent, and gules, six bars argent
Rating: PG
Summary: November 13, 1982.
Pairings: John/Mary.
Warnings: None.
Word Count: 140

John attends the dedication of the Vietnam Memorial; there are far too many names carved into the black stone that John can match to faces. After, he and Mary and Dean eat hot dogs from a stand near the Mall. Dean has acquired somehow an American flag sized to fit a rising-four-year-old's hand. It takes considerable effort to get him to stop waving it around; if he's not careful, he'll poke somebody in the eye, and that's not at all pleasant, John knows.

John's friends fought and died so Mary and Dean could eat their hot dogs in peace. So John could marry a woman who had never and a child who would never see a drop of blood that wasn't from a kitchen mishap or a scraped knee. That, John thinks, is a cause worth fighting for.


Title: Too Early Seen Unknown
Rating: PG-13
Summary: My only love, sprung from my only hate. For [livejournal.com profile] femslash_land.
Pairings: Anna/Ruby.
Warnings: None.
Word Count: 263

Anna is allegedly an angel. Ruby doesn't know if she believes anything that someone who's just been in a psychically induced trance says. But it feels true.

This complicates things. It feels like the world is cheating her, actually; it's been a long damn time since Ruby laid eyes on a woman who attracts her the way Anna does, and she turns out to be the one kind of creature Ruby cannot afford to be around. Oops.

It's the middle of the night. Sam is sleeping off his latest dose of Ruby's blood, Dean is either taking Pamela back home or on his way back or possibly screwing Pamela, and Ruby is bored. And horny. Sam's good, but he's never been good enough.

Ruby slips downstairs to the panic room and sits right outside the door. Anna steps cautiously across the threshold. "Everything all right?" Anna asks.

"Angel," Ruby says, waving at Anna. "Demon."

Anna sits next to Ruby. "I won't hurt you." She snorts. "I can't hurt you."

"That's not what I'm worried about," Ruby says. She knows Anna can see demons even in her graceless state, and she's afraid Anna will see the demon in Sam. That little revelation happening too soon will spoil all Ruby's plans, and then Ruby will never be able to use her powers without pain.

"I know what you're thinking," Anna says, and Ruby permits no outward sign of her sudden terror that exactly that is true.

Anna leans over and kisses Ruby, first gently, then when Ruby responds positively, with increasing desperation.

Oh. That part.


Title: How the West Was Won (Since I've Been Loving You Remix)
Rating: PG
Summary: Dean's brother is dead. Joe Harvelle is a hell of a hunting partner. Remixed from [personal profile] keerawa's How the West Was Won, which you need to read first.
Pairings: Surprise.
Warnings: None.
Word Count: 540

Dean's brother is dead.

It's been years since Dean could wake up expecting Sammy to be curled up on the other side of the bed, or in the other bed, depending on whether Dad was there and whether Sammy had had a nightmare in Dad's absence. Years since Dean has helped Sammy study for a quiz, since Sammy has helped Dean research a case, since Dean has shown Sammy how to hold a pistol. All Dean has to remember him by is a few worn photographs and an amulet on a cord.

The bronze weighs down Dean's neck as surely as does the knowledge that it's Dean's fault his brother is dead.


John didn't have a choice. He couldn't take Sam with him and he couldn't stay, and he couldn't let Child Protective Services have Sam, because then who would keep Sam safe? Ellen Harvelle was the first person John thought to ask, being the only person John knew who both knew hunting and had had a child, and John was afraid she would turn him down. It would make sense for her to turn him down. Who was John to inflict the burden of another child on her? Especially when it was John's fault Bill was dead. But she said yes, convincing John for a couple months that there was indeed a God.

John just...let Dean believe Sam had died.


Joe Harvelle is...quite the guy. Smart, capable, likes Dean's music and Dean's car—he's the hunting partner Dean had always wished Sam could be.

Dean refuses to get attached. Like Joe said in the Roadhouse, hunters die easy, and Dean will never forget the first and last time he hunted with someone it was his responsibility to protect. Like it or not, Joe is his responsibility.

Dean's Joe's responsibility, too, Joe says. Which is...it's been a while since Dean hunted with Dad, and it's...it feels good to have someone at his back. Not to be on his own.

Dean misses Sam.


When Sam was at Stanford, Jo didn't miss him. Okay, sure, it was kinda hard sharing the work of running the Roadhouse among two sets of hands instead of three, but Jo never missed Sam. Now that Sam's gone—now that Sam's who knows where, doing who knows what, surviving who knows how—now Jo misses her brother.

Sam's Dean obsession makes so much more sense now.

Jo puts Led Zeppelin on the jukebox every so often, calls Sam every evening and makes sure to talk at least fifteen minutes, does his research for him, and hopes her brother comes home soon.


Sam wants so very badly to be able to tell Dean the truth. But he knows, he knows bone-deep, that the only reason Dean lets him stay is because Dean thinks of Joe Harvelle as an equal, not of Sam as the little brother he hates, or at the very least is happier without.

When Sam talks to Jo, he calls her Beth. When Sam talks to Mom and she asks if he's told Dean the truth yet, he deflects. When Sam talks to Dean, neither of them ever mentions a brother.

When Dean suggests they fuck, Sam says yes.

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