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Story #3: written for [livejournal.com profile] deirdre_c

Crossing The Line

Gen, R, 13,218 words. <3<3

Date: 2006-05-11 08:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pheebs1.livejournal.com
Fave lines of this amazing amazing fic:
The grooves of an old vinyl record would only support the needle for so long before the needle could no longer jump.

"dad thought he had a lead on the thing that, if you think about it, pretty much killed us all."

Sam stayed quiet. He couldn't react. He couldn't be part of it, and he knew it.

"Feeling sorry for myself. Like I was easy to leave. If it worked, then we could get what we needed and get out of there, together. If it didn't, then they would shoot my dumb ass and put me out of my misery."

He paused to swallow, and to Sam it sounded like it hurt.

The silence that followed would have been intolerable even without the world dying outside.

Sam shrugged. "Me and dad...Dean, we aren't gonna change. Quit putting up with our shit. We're the only things you're afraid of."


And Sam laying it out for Dean right there. Loved this. So amazing.

Date: 2006-05-12 12:04 am (UTC)

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