Menagerie - SN fic - PG
Oct. 18th, 2006 05:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tigriswolfFandom: "Supernatural"
Disclaimer: Not my characters, Jessica, Deanio, or Sammy. Just for fun.
Warnings: AU for pilot
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 355
Point of view: third
Jessica locks every door and window in her house. She lives alone, with four dogs, three cats, and one parakeet. Salt lines circle her property; she adds to them every day.
She does not speak to anyone except the animals. She does not leave her property. She never answers the phone.
Her brother, Alex, brings her all the necessities once a month. He is the only one the dogs don’t snarl at. He always gives her a smile, hug, and kiss; it’s over a year before she doesn’t flinch away, even though he’s her big brother and would never hurt her.
The two wolfhounds, Artemis and Ares, stand guard outside and never come in. The husky, Tybalt, is the most affectionate. The malamute/wolfhound mix, Enkidu, is the most terrifying. But all love her and listen only to her.
She likes to think it’s Sam’s last gift, but she never focuses on that long.
The tortishell queen, Isis, sleeps in bed with her, purring through the night. The Mau tom, Seth, sleeps wherever he wishes, but always greets her in the morning.
And the parakeet, Esperanza, always makes her smile.
This is her family now. The only ones she ever speaks to.
Looking back at who she used to be, that bright-eyed girl with a glorious future—
She regrets. She regrets so much.
On November 2, the fourth since the first, she slides down the wall and sits. Ty and Kid rush over; Kid just settles next to her and Ty licks her hands, clenched in her lap. Isis pads up to her and climbs into her lap while Seth lays down on her other side. Esperanza starts singing.
Jessica leans down and buries her head in Ty’s back, sobbing. She doesn’t say anything, can’t; they all just wait, like they have before.
The phone rings. She knows who it is and she does not pick up.
He’s not Sam. He hasn’t been Sam since November 2, when his eyes turned black and Sam’s brother yelled at her to leave.
Isis purrs. The phone keeps ringing. Esperanza sings.
She still doesn’t know what happened to Dean.
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Date: 2006-10-19 01:03 am (UTC)...Demon!Sam creeps me out. Such a good job. I love it.
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Date: 2006-10-19 01:58 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-10-19 02:11 am (UTC)And demon Sam. Wow. Why have we not seen more of these fics?
Great job. :)
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Date: 2006-10-19 02:13 am (UTC)Thank you for reading!
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Date: 2006-10-19 02:26 am (UTC)I've been writing a lot of darkfics lately. That's all I'm going to say. *shakes head* But it doesn't mean anything...
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Date: 2006-10-23 10:48 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2006-10-19 08:59 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-10-19 09:41 pm (UTC)Fine. I'll be over here, alone in the corner, without a creative thought at all.
Really. I don't have anything else already written, ready to be typed up. Honest.
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Date: 2006-10-20 12:14 am (UTC)*hands you creativity vitamin*
But we'd better see some results!
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Date: 2006-10-20 12:17 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2006-10-20 11:24 pm (UTC)Isis purrs. The phone keeps ringing. Esperanza sings.
She still doesn’t know what happened to Dean.
Gah! Ack! Eep! No!
...
Why must you torture me so? Demon!Sam and Dean maybe dead ... *whimpers*
Nicely done.
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Date: 2006-10-21 01:35 pm (UTC)Thank you for reading!
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Date: 2006-10-23 10:30 pm (UTC)*grinning more happily than I should*
Very original idea.
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Date: 2006-10-23 10:36 pm (UTC)