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let me hear your voice tonight ([personal profile] alexseanchai) wrote2009-12-04 01:39 am
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SPN: Same Song Different Verse; SPN: Loaded God Complex

[livejournal.com profile] caramelsilver is still hosting the Three-Sentence Ficathon. So I ficced some more.

Title: Same Song Different Verse
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Remind me which Winchester was in hell?
Word Count: 271

I never meant to be so bad to you—Dean living with Sam dead is a physical impossibility (there's plenty of shit walking around with their hearts no longer beating, but spirits and vampires and such aren't exactly alive), and he doesn't give a damn what it costs him (he won't think about what it'll cost Sam) as long as, for a little while longer, nothing has to change—you're only young but you're gonna die—Sam living with Dean dying is more difficult as each day goes by (life is a sexually transmitted disease, a hundred percent fatal, but somewhere there's a cure, a palliative, something), and he'll be damned if he can't (or, probably literally, if he can) find a way to keep everything the same.

You can't concern yourself with bigger things—burned no drowned no stoned no deboned no sliced no diced flayed no fileted no betrayed no no no (yes) break carve tear—I'll give you black sensations up and down your spine—eat shit sleep wake eat shit sleep wake drive hunt drive hunt bury a box at a crossroads eat shit sleep wake eat shit sleep wake drive hunt drive hunt pick the lock of the devil's gate eat shit sleep wake eat shit sleep wake drive hunt drive hunt sun up sun down day in day out remind me which Winchester is in hell?

What were the things you wanted for yourself—he's been to hell and back, and he'll never be the same again—hell's bells, there's no way to fight—he's lived through hell, and he'll never be the same again.


Title: Loaded God Complex
Rating: PG-13
Summary: What else are big brothers for?
Word Count: 188

Don't tell Sam this, but Dean can't hate him, never could, and only blames him for one thing, and it's none of the big ones, none of the obvious ones—Sam trusted Ruby to save Dean, Dean trusted the crossroads demon to save Sam; Sam let Ruby break him down and rebuild him how it suited her, Dean let Alistair slice him apart and sew him together in his image; Sam freed Lucifer when everything he knew said he was preventing exactly that, Dean doomed Mary and condemned Sam when everything he knew said he was saving them both. Better if Sam believes Dean hated him, might still hate him, for that, because that might actually be effective where watching Dean make those exact mistakes wasn't—big brothers exist to make mistakes for their little brothers to learn from, and sometime when Sam was a teenager, he stopped thinking there was anything Dean could teach him. That's the one thing Dean can never forgive him for; that's the one thing—they have to be brothers and equals, not brother-mother and brother-son—that can never be the same again.

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