Ficlet: "Hospice" - SPN/Veronica Mars
"Hospice"
By halfway2home
Disclaimer: I don’t own “Supernatural” or “Veronica Mars.”
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairing: Sam POV, Dean, allusions to Dean/Veronica.
Setting: This is a prequel ficlet to my Dean/Veronica “Begin Again” series. Reading that first would be very helpful in understanding this.
Summary: There’s going to be a girl and Dean is going to love her.
Author’s Note: Big thanks to rubykatewriting for her speedy betas and encouragement!
I. Everybody’s Gotta Learn Sometimes
II. Edge of the Ocean
III. Chosen Family
IV.
There’s going to be a girl and Dean is going to love her.
---
The first time he dreams about her, he doesn’t think anything of it. Probably just some girl they saw in some middle-of-nowhere town that had managed to sneak into his subconscious.
The second time he dreams about her, he realizes she could never be anyone he met before. Her blonde hair flows around her shoulders as she walks along the beach.
Sam’s never been to the ocean.
He thinks for a second that maybe they’re supposed to help her, but these dreams feel nothing like his visions. There’s a sense of calm and hope to them that feels almost foreign to Sam.
He decides not to say anything to Dean. He’d just call him crazy anyway.
---
Things are getting worse. Sam has visions of bloody battles and endless deaths. This is not going to end well. He can feel it.
---
The third time he dreams about her, she’s still walking along the beach, her skirt beating against her legs, a small smile forming on her lips. That’s when he notices a hand slip into hers and for the time first time, it’s like he’s finally seeing the whole picture. The frame opens up and Dean steps in, trudging awkwardly in the sand, his jacket slung over his shoulder.
Sam finally understands.
---
“Hey, if something ever happens to me --”
“Nothing is happening to you,” Dean cuts him off, adamant.
“Dean… Just promise me, if something ever happens, you won’t let a good thing go.”
Dean raises an eyebrow, looking at him from the driver’s seat. This is where the crazy part Sam was worried about comes in. “What the hell is wrong with you, Sam? Have you been smoking the funny herbs again?”
“Just promise me.” Sam gives him his best pleading face.
“Fine, I promise,” Dean replies exasperatedly, rolling his eyes. “Happy?”
Sam just nods.
“You’re still not dying.”
---
Dean is wrong. He’s more certain with each dream that her presence means he’s no longer there. He doesn’t fit into this picture.
Dean is strong, but Sam worries about him. He worries because Dean never got that little piece of a normal life that Sam did at Stanford. He never got to stay in one place long enough to really love someone. He doesn’t want him to be alone.
But Sam knows Dean is going to be okay without him. There’s going to be a girl and Dean is going to love her.
The End
By halfway2home
Disclaimer: I don’t own “Supernatural” or “Veronica Mars.”
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairing: Sam POV, Dean, allusions to Dean/Veronica.
Setting: This is a prequel ficlet to my Dean/Veronica “Begin Again” series. Reading that first would be very helpful in understanding this.
Summary: There’s going to be a girl and Dean is going to love her.
Author’s Note: Big thanks to rubykatewriting for her speedy betas and encouragement!
I. Everybody’s Gotta Learn Sometimes
II. Edge of the Ocean
III. Chosen Family
IV.
There’s going to be a girl and Dean is going to love her.
---
The first time he dreams about her, he doesn’t think anything of it. Probably just some girl they saw in some middle-of-nowhere town that had managed to sneak into his subconscious.
The second time he dreams about her, he realizes she could never be anyone he met before. Her blonde hair flows around her shoulders as she walks along the beach.
Sam’s never been to the ocean.
He thinks for a second that maybe they’re supposed to help her, but these dreams feel nothing like his visions. There’s a sense of calm and hope to them that feels almost foreign to Sam.
He decides not to say anything to Dean. He’d just call him crazy anyway.
---
Things are getting worse. Sam has visions of bloody battles and endless deaths. This is not going to end well. He can feel it.
---
The third time he dreams about her, she’s still walking along the beach, her skirt beating against her legs, a small smile forming on her lips. That’s when he notices a hand slip into hers and for the time first time, it’s like he’s finally seeing the whole picture. The frame opens up and Dean steps in, trudging awkwardly in the sand, his jacket slung over his shoulder.
Sam finally understands.
---
“Hey, if something ever happens to me --”
“Nothing is happening to you,” Dean cuts him off, adamant.
“Dean… Just promise me, if something ever happens, you won’t let a good thing go.”
Dean raises an eyebrow, looking at him from the driver’s seat. This is where the crazy part Sam was worried about comes in. “What the hell is wrong with you, Sam? Have you been smoking the funny herbs again?”
“Just promise me.” Sam gives him his best pleading face.
“Fine, I promise,” Dean replies exasperatedly, rolling his eyes. “Happy?”
Sam just nods.
“You’re still not dying.”
---
Dean is wrong. He’s more certain with each dream that her presence means he’s no longer there. He doesn’t fit into this picture.
Dean is strong, but Sam worries about him. He worries because Dean never got that little piece of a normal life that Sam did at Stanford. He never got to stay in one place long enough to really love someone. He doesn’t want him to be alone.
But Sam knows Dean is going to be okay without him. There’s going to be a girl and Dean is going to love her.
The End