prompt. 23 - sound
Okay, so in my eagerness to attempt longfics, I completely forgot about my spn_30snaphots's table. So, I remembered I had a half-finished drabble that was set right after the season 4 finale, so I pulled it up and completed it, and hey! It worked for a prompt!
OMGWTF: Sam-POV; BOBBY!!!! Spoilers for season 4; au for season 5 (because, well, you'll see); 2-3, maybe, on TEH ANGST-O-METER.
23. sound: Through It All
They’ve been hiding out at Bobby’s for a week, before he corners Sam and drags him into his study. Bobby pushes Sam into a chair, shoves a bottle of beer between his hands before settling down across from him. Sam can see open texts scattered on the floor by Bobby’s chair, can see two more bottles on the ground, and he knows the man’s been up for a while. There’s worried eyes staring at him, lines carved around eyes and mouth go impossibly deep, tightened by the slight frown Bobby wears.
Sometimes, in Sam’s worst moments, he sees Bobby as the father he should have had. When his sorrow and anger at John rush through him and leave him dizzy, he thinks Bobby, and it’s a relief.
Bobby’s eyes get this crazy half-gleam in them. Sam wants to believe it has something to do with the fire burning behind them. “Son, this is the apocalypse. No one knows what the hell’s going to happen.” And it’s eerily like what Dean had said the night Sam set Lucifer free. “It’s just,” Bobby pauses, drains the last of his beer. His eyes are slanted toward the flames, face slowly growing softer, lines deepening. “Who ever thinks they’re gonna be around for this?” He sets the bottle down, and Sam can hear the sound of it clanking against the other empties at his feet.
And that's seems to be all Bobby's capable of, because he leans back and closes his eyes. Maybe Sam just being there's enough; it's an unexpected thought, and sends a shock racing along his nerves, because it's an old feeling that's been missing for a long time.
When Dean finds them, later, Sam can work up a smile, can help support Bobby's stumbling weight as they walk down the hallway.
the rest of the table is here
OMGWTF: Sam-POV; BOBBY!!!! Spoilers for season 4; au for season 5 (because, well, you'll see); 2-3, maybe, on TEH ANGST-O-METER.
23. sound: Through It All
They’ve been hiding out at Bobby’s for a week, before he corners Sam and drags him into his study. Bobby pushes Sam into a chair, shoves a bottle of beer between his hands before settling down across from him. Sam can see open texts scattered on the floor by Bobby’s chair, can see two more bottles on the ground, and he knows the man’s been up for a while. There’s worried eyes staring at him, lines carved around eyes and mouth go impossibly deep, tightened by the slight frown Bobby wears.
Sometimes, in Sam’s worst moments, he sees Bobby as the father he should have had. When his sorrow and anger at John rush through him and leave him dizzy, he thinks Bobby, and it’s a relief.
Bobby’s eyes get this crazy half-gleam in them. Sam wants to believe it has something to do with the fire burning behind them. “Son, this is the apocalypse. No one knows what the hell’s going to happen.” And it’s eerily like what Dean had said the night Sam set Lucifer free. “It’s just,” Bobby pauses, drains the last of his beer. His eyes are slanted toward the flames, face slowly growing softer, lines deepening. “Who ever thinks they’re gonna be around for this?” He sets the bottle down, and Sam can hear the sound of it clanking against the other empties at his feet.
And that's seems to be all Bobby's capable of, because he leans back and closes his eyes. Maybe Sam just being there's enough; it's an unexpected thought, and sends a shock racing along his nerves, because it's an old feeling that's been missing for a long time.
When Dean finds them, later, Sam can work up a smile, can help support Bobby's stumbling weight as they walk down the hallway.
the rest of the table is here