as they put me to the water - SN drabble - PG

[tigriswolf]

Title: as they put me to the water

Fandom: “Supernatural”

Disclaimer: not my characters; song from Springsteen.

Warnings: takes place immediately after 4.22

Pairings: none

Rating: PG

Wordcount: 255

Point of view: third

Notes: many moons ago,dreamlittleyo shared with me lyrics she thought tailor-made for the Winchesters. I finally wrote something for them.


 

 

 

 

You were standing in the door, I was standing in the rain,

With the same hot blood burnin’ in our veins

 

They don’t speak. They run out of the cursed, bloodstained church; they flee into the night, soldiers with a battle they cannot win. Shadows dog their steps, Ruby’s laugh and Lilith’s smile, and Lucifer’s worldwide wings. 

 

Sam is sorry. So is Dean. But regret is useless, and cannot turn back time, cannot erase what they have done. Dean started it, unknowingly, in the bowels of Hell, Hell’s pretty little puppet in crimson chains. And Sam—he walked into the trap, tricked and caught, so easily. 

 

They’re both to blame, but at the moment, they’re just content in being alive. They’ve spent most of the year at odds with each other, neither listening to the other’s words. Or even to the intent behind them. Lost in trying to save the other—so easy to trick. So easy to fool into falling.

 

They’ll forgive each other; they already have. Brothers, blood and tears, skin and bone and sweat. It’s the rest of the world to worry about, the world that they may have very well damned.

 

“Sammy,” Dean says, “don’t stop,” even as they both collapse, unable to keep going. “We have to get away.”

 

Sam looks back. Far in the distance, the world is ending as Lucifer rises.   “Dean,” he murmurs. “It’s tomorrow in Australia, so it can’t be armageddon, right?”

 

“Right, Sammy,” Dean answers. Sam pretends he doesn’t hear the tears in his voice or see the tears in his eyes. 

 

They sit together on the dirt and wait for a dawn which never comes.

 

 

 

Comments

[lynzibell.livejournal.com]

*sits in corner waiting for Winchester-brought-on-armageddon*
*or at least season 5*
This “Dean,” he murmurs. “It’s tomorrow in Australia, so it can’t be armageddon, right?” is so cute and so Sammy!
Thank you for sharing!

[lemanya.livejournal.com]

Hell’s pretty little puppet in crimson chains
That right there is one of the most beautiful sentences I have ever read.

[pixel-0.livejournal.com]

I love this line: “Dean,” he murmurs. “It’s tomorrow in Australia, so it can’t be armageddon, right?” :)

Looking at the fic as a whole, it's so bittersweet and touching. Lovely job. :)

[tigriswolf]

Thank you for reading!

[tigriswolf]

Thank you so much!

[tigriswolf]

Ever since I realized that it is already tomorrow in Australia, I just really like the thought of the world never ending because of it. *hee*

Thank you for reading!

[smilla02.livejournal.com]

Absolutely beautiful!

[tigriswolf]

Thank you!

[dreamlittleyo.livejournal.com]

Oh, honey! This is beautiful perfect and SO MUCH YES! I love the sentiment in this, the perfect coda to the season finale. I love Sam's line about Australia - and Dean's immediate reassuring agreement. I adore this, dear, thank you so much for writing it!

[tigriswolf]

I'm glad you like it!