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20 November 2006 @ 08:41 am
Supernatural Gen Drabbles: Desperate Deals  
Title: Desperate Deals
Author: HalfshellVenus
Characters: John, Sam, Dean (Gen)
Rating; PG
Summary: 2x100 drabbles on “bargaining” for supernatural100.

x-x-x-x-x

Undoing
If I hadn’t stopped going to church, John thinks. Maybe then they’d have been passed over and left to their happiness instead of grief.

If I’m good, maybe God will bring her back, Dean thinks. He doesn’t know there’s no undoing, that the dead cannot return and be themselves once life has gone.

If I leave, it will not follow, Sam thinks. But they’re not the cause—the evil exists, and they’re just able to see the signs.

Sam, don’t shoot--Dad might still have a chance! Dean thinks. He doesn’t know the luck they find can never, ever last.


Sacrifice
Summonings are what John fixes. He doesn’t call the darkness forth—he sends it back after others set it free.

In the basement of the hospital, he draws the pentagram, mark and sigil. The creature comes through the door and not the floor, but still it comes.

It’s hard to give up the Colt, John finds. He knows he has to, but it’s their future—it’s the only way to win against the Demon that destroyed them all.

It’s not enough; he saw that coming.

Giving himself up is so much easier. That’s the part the boys must never know.


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iamstealthyoneiamstealthyone on November 21st, 2006 04:29 am (UTC)
I think I’m echoing some other people’s FB, but these lines were my favorites

If I’m good, maybe God will bring her back, Dean thinks. He doesn’t know there’s no undoing, that the dead cannot return and be themselves once life has gone.

Oh, Dean.

Giving himself up is so much easier. That’s the part the boys must never know.

Oh, John.

Poor, broken Winchesters. *hugs them*
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Sam & Dean Genhalfshellvenus on December 20th, 2006 06:32 am (UTC)
Dean's part in the first drabble hurts me the most, because it's such a simple, childlike way of thinking that can't imagine the permanence of someone dying. How sad when he finally realizes that it can't be fixed. :(

And the final part of the John drabble-- there was so much weariness to the man at the end of his part of the story. That final piece he gave up must have seemed so much smaller than he could ever have imagined...