FILL: Here It Comes, There It Goes Again (1/3)lavishsqualorApril 27 2011, 03:12:51 UTC
“Sam! Would you hurry the fuck up?” Dean ordered, more than asked. But he had every right. Sam was stalling - and this was not a time when any sort of stalling was acceptable.
As soon as Sam crossed the iron threshold into the panic room constructed in Bobby’s basement, Dean slammed and bolted the solid door shut. “Seriously, Sam? We have a goddamn army of revenants on our asses, but you needed to grab your tattered copy of-” Dean broke off as he tilted the book in Sam’s hand so he could see the cover. “Anna fucking Karenina? Jesus, dude. How many times have you read that book anyways? Christ, sometimes I just don’t get you.”
And Dean was right. Yes, Sam had read the book from cover to cover at least three times already. But that wasn’t the point. The point was that Sam needed something to wrap his hands around, to wrap his head around.
Dean immediately got to work, huge surprise. He and Bobby were resalting the door, resalting the thick iron walls, resalting everything. Sam just slumped down along one of the cabinets, pulled his
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FILL: Here It Comes, There It Goes Again (2/3)lavishsqualorApril 27 2011, 03:14:42 UTC
Salty drops of water started to drip out of his tear ducts, no matter how tight he squeezed his eyes shut, slowly at first, but soon he felt them rolling down his cheeks and could taste the salt when he licked his dry lips. His chest, his damn chest. So tight. He hadn’t thought that it could possibly have gotten any tighter, but his body continued to surprise him. And Dean was still fucking around up at the top of that towering ladder.
“Son of a bitch,” Bobby griped. “They’ve found their way down here. Scratching at the damn door. Why’d you idjits get us in this mess?”
“That’s real nice, Bobby,” Dean replied flippantly. “Blame the only two hunters brave enough to attempt to solve the stupid fucking case. How the hell could we have known that tribe buried a single tooth from each of its members underneath that altar? Think maybe you could’ve figured that out before you sent us down to the damn boneyard
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FILL: Here It Comes, There It Goes Again (3/3)lavishsqualorApril 27 2011, 03:15:22 UTC
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By the time Dean had Sam laid out on the bed up in Bobby’s guest room, their guest room, Sam had started to calm a little. The feeling of Dean’s arm around him had definitely helped. And now Dean was perched over him, fingers rubbing gentle circles into his nape.
“Sam, oh, Sammy. I’m so sorry. So sorry,” Dean cooed, over and over again.
“Dean, just-” Sam started.
“Just, shhh,” Dean responded. “You just relax. You just keep breathing.” Dean’s other hand had migrated to Sam’s chest, was feeling Sam’s frantic heartbeat finally start to slow.
“I don’t know what the fuck I was thinking. Bringing you down there. Bolting the door. Locking you in.”
“Dean, you couldn’t’ve known. Didn’t have a choice. The spirits...”
“Doesn’t matter. Doesn’t fucking matter. I should have known. Should have done something, something else. Anything else
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Re: FILL: Here It Comes, There It Goes Again (3/3)cherry916April 27 2011, 07:14:50 UTC
Awwww hun this was fabulous. Especially for your first time. Kinda a horrible pun to have a panic attack in a panic room lolz. Poor Sammy always has the worst of luck. What I really love is how subtle the Wincest was. I didn't even notice until the third part. I love how you didn't just throw it in our face but pushed us gently in it. That makes it more real ya know? This was absolutely lovely BB!
Re: FILL: Here It Comes, There It Goes Again (3/3)vail_kagamiApril 29 2011, 22:54:56 UTC
Ever since this prompt showed up for the first time, I hoped someone would fill it, and you did so splendidly. I especially loved the moment of tenderness between then, caused by Sam's vulnerability and Dean's concern. That's how I love the boys!
As soon as Sam crossed the iron threshold into the panic room constructed in Bobby’s basement, Dean slammed and bolted the solid door shut. “Seriously, Sam? We have a goddamn army of revenants on our asses, but you needed to grab your tattered copy of-” Dean broke off as he tilted the book in Sam’s hand so he could see the cover. “Anna fucking Karenina? Jesus, dude. How many times have you read that book anyways? Christ, sometimes I just don’t get you.”
And Dean was right. Yes, Sam had read the book from cover to cover at least three times already. But that wasn’t the point. The point was that Sam needed something to wrap his hands around, to wrap his head around.
Dean immediately got to work, huge surprise. He and Bobby were resalting the door, resalting the thick iron walls, resalting everything. Sam just slumped down along one of the cabinets, pulled his ( ... )
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“Son of a bitch,” Bobby griped. “They’ve found their way down here. Scratching at the damn door. Why’d you idjits get us in this mess?”
“That’s real nice, Bobby,” Dean replied flippantly. “Blame the only two hunters brave enough to attempt to solve the stupid fucking case. How the hell could we have known that tribe buried a single tooth from each of its members underneath that altar? Think maybe you could’ve figured that out before you sent us down to the damn boneyard ( ... )
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By the time Dean had Sam laid out on the bed up in Bobby’s guest room, their guest room, Sam had started to calm a little. The feeling of Dean’s arm around him had definitely helped. And now Dean was perched over him, fingers rubbing gentle circles into his nape.
“Sam, oh, Sammy. I’m so sorry. So sorry,” Dean cooed, over and over again.
“Dean, just-” Sam started.
“Just, shhh,” Dean responded. “You just relax. You just keep breathing.” Dean’s other hand had migrated to Sam’s chest, was feeling Sam’s frantic heartbeat finally start to slow.
“I don’t know what the fuck I was thinking. Bringing you down there. Bolting the door. Locking you in.”
“Dean, you couldn’t’ve known. Didn’t have a choice. The spirits...”
“Doesn’t matter. Doesn’t fucking matter. I should have known. Should have done something, something else. Anything else ( ... )
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Really, thanks a ton! <3
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