Ship In Harbor [SPN]

Sam could drown in the cornfields, he thinks sometimes. Just walk in and never come out and no one would ever notice. Some days Dean’s the only tether keeping him from drifting away out into the endless sea of green.

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Something Sweet [SPN]

“I’m pretty sure the only food in the fridge is that leftover Thai that we both decided was too spicy to finish.”

Which was probably true, but Dean had at least one cracked rib and a headache like an ice pick and really just wanted to go home and lie down for about a day and a half. He didn’t admit any of this out loud, but Sam must have read it in his look because he pulled out a piece of paper and waved it at Dean like some sort of magic ticket.

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Jumping the Rails [SPN]

What did you do, Sam doesn’t ask after the graveyard, after the bullet and their father’s approving ghost, after Dean stops spending his nights in rundown bars and his mornings washing off the smell of someone else’s sheets.

What did you do, he doesn’t ask. What was done to you, what was taken?

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Falls the Night [SGA]

There is (was, will be) a boy running through the grass. Blue sky overhead, green grass underfoot; the boy runs. A rabbit runs also, aware of nothing but the open space before and the boy behind. A dog barks from inside the forest that stretches out along the green grass; barks twice, and bursts out of the underbrush, a brown and white arrow aimed at the rabbit.

And (the boy runs; the boy stumbles; the boy falls; the boy drops to his knees and clutches at his eyes; the boy sees blood; the boy sees an empty field and a panting dog) the boy stops, watches dog and rabbit disappear back into the forest, wonders what just (didn’t happen) happened.

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