I am just catching up with this, I remember reading the prologue way back when, but somehow not any of the rest of it, and I am not going to be coherent, I'm afraid, and that's not because it's stupid-o'clock but because I have unholy love for this and your Dean and your Sam and your brain.
So. Brief stop here to make noises at you, of wibble and eee and ohhhh.
"No," Dean said softly. "Not really. I think I did it this time, kiddo." It was the affection in Dean's voice and in his choice of words that was hardest to bear.
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Date: 2006-07-08 03:46 am (UTC)I am just catching up with this, I remember reading the prologue way back when, but somehow not any of the rest of it, and I am not going to be coherent, I'm afraid, and that's not because it's stupid-o'clock but because I have unholy love for this and your Dean and your Sam and your brain.
So. Brief stop here to make noises at you, of wibble and eee and ohhhh.
"No," Dean said softly. "Not really. I think I did it this time, kiddo."
It was the affection in Dean's voice and in his choice of words that was hardest to bear.
*bites lip* *is off to continue reading*