Freedom - SN fic - G
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tigriswolfTitle: Freedom
Fandom: “Supernatural”
Disclaimer: the horse and dog are mine; just for fun.
Warnings: pre-pilot
Pairings: none
Rating: G
Wordcount: 280
Point of view: third
Notes: part of my Dean canon
More notes: I was going to post this on Friday, but I was so mean to the boys in “flesh and bones were meant to rot” that I decided to put it up tonight.
Sam watches Dean and Griffin cantering across the pasture, wishing he understood. But he doesn’t, can’t—horses are just so big. Dangerous. Griffin could kill Dean, if he wanted, and Sam wouldn’t be able to do a thing about it.
But Dean doesn’t seem to notice how deadly horses are, especially Griffin. He talks to the horse like it can comprehend, moves around it with ease.
Sam studies Dean as he urges Griffin to go faster. He looks good on the horse, right. Like he was meant to ride. Dad had said Mom used to ride—Sam wonders if she was as good as Dean. More than likely, she was. Not better, though. No one’s better than Dean.
Griffin canters over, Dean pulling the horse up just in front of Sam. “C’mon, Sammy,” he says, smiling, leaning down and holding out a hand.
Sam’s eyes widen. Dean can’t mean—
“C’mon, Sam,” he repeats. “Trust me. It’ll be fun.”
The large white dog, Dice, lopes over and licks Sam’s face. “There’s this place I know,” Dean wheedles, not moving. “You’ll love it.”
“But I…” Sam trails off, licks his lips. “I have to get on the horse.”
Dean nods, his smile gentling. “Trust me, Sammy. I won’t let you fall.” He pats Griffin with his other hand. “Griffin won’t let you fall.”
Sam wants to ask how Dean can possibly know that, but he’s always understood horses in a way that Sam can’t.
Sam looks up past the impossible large horse, to Dean. Dean, his big brother, who never lets anything happen to him, even if he is a jerk sometimes.
“Okay,” Sam says, and reaches out to take Dean’s hand.
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Date: 2007-08-02 04:12 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-08-02 12:24 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2007-08-03 07:05 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-08-03 09:12 am (UTC)*hugs the cute ficlet*
Just FYI, I'm with Sam on horses. However, I like watching them, I like stroking them. They're beautiful in their own way, but getting on one? I'll pass, thank you very much.
Dean, however, would probably have the same effect on me as he has on Sam. ;)
*hugs the wee!chesters for good measure*
'Tis weird, though.
You're not showing up on my flist.
*pouts*
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Date: 2007-08-03 03:12 pm (UTC)*pouts with you*
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Date: 2007-08-03 07:07 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-08-03 07:07 pm (UTC)*and boys*
*and you*
We're having the friends'list problem again? *growls* Could it be the sticky posts, maybe?
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Date: 2007-08-03 03:11 pm (UTC)Favorite lines:
Sam wonders if she was as good as Dean. More than likely, she was. Not better, though. No one’s better than Dean.
*g*
Dean nods, his smile gentling. “Trust me, Sammy. I won’t let you fall.”
Aww. *pets Dean*
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Date: 2007-08-03 07:08 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-11-24 06:05 pm (UTC)we must share a horse-muse, or something....
(runs to read your other stuff ref'd at the top of the page)
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Date: 2007-11-24 06:47 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-02-11 07:28 pm (UTC)Very nice. Exactly what I was looking for.
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Date: 2008-02-11 07:35 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-05-23 11:19 pm (UTC)And now I really need to go find an icon of the boys on horses!
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Date: 2009-05-24 12:11 am (UTC)