FIC - It's Not As Easy As You Might Think (for paranormal_25 prompt table)
title: It’s Not As Easy As You Might Think
pairing: Sam/Dean
Rating: PG
Fandom Supernatural (Spoilers for late season 5, early season 6)
Prompt : EVP/DVP/RPV
Summary: They keep on trying.
I’m not crazy.
Honestly. A lot of people think I’m crazy, and they have every right. It’s not like I act normal all the time. Hell, even Lisa has her moments, and I don’t blame her.
There are times, when I’m lounging on the sofa with a beer, in my comfy new home, with my pseudo-girlfriend (what a joke that was) and my pseudo-son (yeah, an even bigger joke), just trying to enjoy a little slice of normal. Working on my truck and listening to the radio. And then I hear it.
“Dean. Dean, where are you? They keep making me think it’s you, but I know it’s not you. You’d never…”Crackle, static, nothing.
If it wouldn’t make me even more insane-looking, I’d shout back at the voice coming through during the gaps between Metallica and Motorhead.
It’s you. I fucking know it’s you. It’s not like I’ve never heard of EVP, it’s not like I haven’t ever experienced it firsthand.
But it’s not supposed to happen now. I did what you asked. All of my effort has been poured into making this life that you made me swear to create for myself.
I know exactly what’s happening. They’re trying to make it look like me who’s ripping you to shreds. I can’t count how many times Alistair did the same thing to me. Gave me a vision on the rack that you were the one ripping me to shreds.
You’re louder than Motorhead. I want to scream back at you. I want to tell you you’re right, it’s not me, but you already know it’s not me. Just like I knew it wasn’t you, before.
But I don’t. I don’t want the neighbors to think I’m insane, screaming at my dead brother through the speakers of my truck.
You made me promise. Football games, barbecues. I don’t break my promises to you. Let the EVP keep going. I’ll listen, but I won’t answer.
pairing: Sam/Dean
Rating: PG
Fandom Supernatural (Spoilers for late season 5, early season 6)
Prompt : EVP/DVP/RPV
Summary: They keep on trying.
I’m not crazy.
Honestly. A lot of people think I’m crazy, and they have every right. It’s not like I act normal all the time. Hell, even Lisa has her moments, and I don’t blame her.
There are times, when I’m lounging on the sofa with a beer, in my comfy new home, with my pseudo-girlfriend (what a joke that was) and my pseudo-son (yeah, an even bigger joke), just trying to enjoy a little slice of normal. Working on my truck and listening to the radio. And then I hear it.
“Dean. Dean, where are you? They keep making me think it’s you, but I know it’s not you. You’d never…”Crackle, static, nothing.
If it wouldn’t make me even more insane-looking, I’d shout back at the voice coming through during the gaps between Metallica and Motorhead.
It’s you. I fucking know it’s you. It’s not like I’ve never heard of EVP, it’s not like I haven’t ever experienced it firsthand.
But it’s not supposed to happen now. I did what you asked. All of my effort has been poured into making this life that you made me swear to create for myself.
I know exactly what’s happening. They’re trying to make it look like me who’s ripping you to shreds. I can’t count how many times Alistair did the same thing to me. Gave me a vision on the rack that you were the one ripping me to shreds.
You’re louder than Motorhead. I want to scream back at you. I want to tell you you’re right, it’s not me, but you already know it’s not me. Just like I knew it wasn’t you, before.
But I don’t. I don’t want the neighbors to think I’m insane, screaming at my dead brother through the speakers of my truck.
You made me promise. Football games, barbecues. I don’t break my promises to you. Let the EVP keep going. I’ll listen, but I won’t answer.