Wow. Love this 'verse, and loved this intense--and fabulous--story. SO much there; I'm going to be thinking thinking about this story for DAYS. I'm inarticulate right now, but I remember physically clutching my chest when I read this: Out of the darkness from Dean’s right came Sam. With an axe. Dean felt his vision blur and didn’t believe it was Sam anyway, not even when Sam advanced and the creature backed away with a hissing sound. These were dreams of the dying - rescue did not come in the nick of time in the shape of his brother, not even in his world. Yay for Protective!Sam. Yay for Allie and Charlie and the whole family. And yay for you. Thank you SO much for this, DC
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Date: 2006-10-29 10:52 am (UTC)Dean felt his vision blur and didn’t believe it was Sam anyway, not even when Sam advanced and the creature backed away with a hissing sound. These were dreams of the dying - rescue did not come in the nick of time in the shape of his brother, not even in his world.
Yay for Protective!Sam. Yay for Allie and Charlie and the whole family. And yay for you.
Thank you SO much for this,
DC