comment_fic 96-100: Leverage and Supernatural

[tigriswolf]

Title: put me eight feet down when you bury me
Fandom: Leverage
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: none
Pairings: none stated
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 195
Point of view: third
Prompt: Eliot/anyone, "I don't like guns."
Notes: same 'verse as "don't bring no flowers, just a six-gun smokin'"

He really had believed he'd never have to use a gun again. Maybe it was naive or foolish or optimistic, but twenty-two years without needing one, without picking them up except to take them apart...

And it comes down to this, a discarded gun the only option when a muzzle is pressed to Hardison's head.

Hardison's eyes are closed and blood drips down his face. His lips move, voice a barely there mumble of a prayer.

"Stand down," the fucker says. "Or I shoot."

"I really don't like guns," Eliot replies. He lunges, grabs the gun, rolls, and fires, the fucker going down with the back of his head gone.

"Doesn't mean I can't use 'em," Eliot finishes, hurrying to Hardison as he collapses. “Hey, hey,” he murmurs. “You’re alright.”

“Eliot!” Nate yells through the com. “Eliot, what’s happening?”

Twenty-two years without using a gun and it felt just as easy as last time. He shudders, propping Hardison up, and thinks about praying for absolution.

He knows better, though. There’ll be no forgiveness for him; he’s a lost cause. He’ll never be able to balance the scales.

Doesn’t matter. Hardison’s blinking up at him alive.

Title: There’s never a winner of the quickdraw
Fandom: Supernatural
Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Big&Rich.
Warnings: AU for season 4; spoilers for season 5
Pairings: none stated
Rating: R
Wordcount: 350
Point of view: third
Prompt: Sam+Dean (no wincest please), Sam went to hell in Dean's place and lasted two weeks

No one expected Lilith to look into Sam's eyes, that night Dean's deal came due, and actually agree to a trade.

And when Sam Winchester gets to Hell, the line to carve him up is almost out the door.

o0o

"Now, your daddy," Alistair drawls the first day, tracing the silver dagger along Sam's flank. "He never screamed. And your mama—my, what a mouth she had. Even I'd never heard some’a those curses before."

Sam bites all the way through his tongue but he never makes a sound.

o0o

(Dean Winchester is carving a bloody swath through everything topside and Alistair cackles while Sammy cries.)

o0o

"Poor little Sammy," Alistair murmurs, wrapping himself completely around what's left of Sam's tattered soul. "You only ever tried to do the right thing. The best you could." He licks Sam's skin and it flakes off.

Alistair gives the demons one cut each. Sam begs for the pain to stop.

It doesn't.

o0o

No one expected Lilith to smile and amble over, press her lips to Sam's and whisper into his mouth, A deal's a deal, Sammy-boy. This time, no take-backs.

o0o

No angels come for Sam Winchester. Alistair marks the days on his ribcage and says, “You can make all this pain stop, you know.” He offers the razor, lets the firelight glint off it. “Three little letters. One syllable.”

Sam spits blood on his cheek. Alistair smiles.

o0o

On the day Sam Winchester mutters yes through broken teeth and bleeding gums, it rains topside.

He’s been dead(again) for less than two days. In Hell, it’s been about two weeks. Maybe. No one really keeps score. Just like there was no time in Eden , so there is no time in Hell.

Time’s relative anyway. What matters is this:

Alistair says, stepping back from his pretty painting of Sam’s entrails, “All this can stop.”

And Sam says, though his voice is gone with screaming, “Yes.”

o0o

No angel comes for Sam Winchester. And when Lilith is killed, Lucifer walks free from his cage, clothed in Winchester skin.

His brother meets him at the doorway, clothed in nearly the same.

Title: no such thing as paradise without you
Fandom: Supernatural
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: spoilers for season 5
Pairings: Anna/Castiel
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 145
Point of view: third
Prompt: Anna/Castiel, you were supposed to have fallen with me

"How's it feel?" she asks, landing next to him on a burning cloud.

He thinks a moment, cataloguing all the emotions swirling him. "Terrifying," is what he finally settles on.

She smiles. "Yes."

o0o

When Zachariah finally collapses at Michael's feet, Castiel turns to Anna and asks a question that has been bothering him for months.

"Why did you save me?" As she meets his gaze, he says, "I handed you to Zachariah's forces. You had to know I would. So why..."

She interrupts. "You are my weakness, Castiel. I didn't Fall from envy of humans. I didn't Fall because of pride or doubt." Her palm is calloused against his cheek, and the MorningStar steps next to his brother.

"I Fell," Anna tells him, "because I fell for you." As she leans in, she whispers, "You weren't ready, but you were supposed to Fall with me."

Title: I could give
Fandom: Supernatural
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: spoilers for season 5
Pairings: none stated
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 115
Point of view: third
Prompt: Sam/Lucifer, "What will it take for you to say yes?"

I could give you eternity, he doesn't say. I could give you endless skies, and a clean slate, and Jessica in your arms again for more than a night. I could give you adoration, an army, a galaxy spread wide before you.

I could give you a life away from lies and false hopes and betrayed trust, he doesn't say. I could give you a throne and a scepter and the Creator's crown, my father the false god.

I could give you love and trust, anything you want, anything you need, anything you request, he doesn't say.

He does say, "I can give Dean a new start."

And Sam says, "My body is yours."

Title: let it end here
Fandom: Supernatural
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: spoilers for season 5
Pairings: none stated
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 80
Point of view: second
Prompt: Dean & Sam, too late for apologies

"I am sorry," he says, and you know it's him, still in there somewhere, through the sulfur and brimstone and flames. "I didn't mean for this."

You nod. "Me, too," you say. "But that doesn't change anything.”

Allow me, Michael whispers. Sleep, Dean.

You could fight it. Could stay awake and watch your little brother burn the world. The MorningStar in Sammy's skin, scorching the Earth.

Instead, you surrender and pray only that Lucifer will let Sammy sleep, too.

Comments

[acidquill.livejournal.com]

Oh honey, these were. Damn. The SPN ones are so powerful. And Eliot! Gah. *loves on hard*

[tigriswolf]

Thank you so much!

[http://users.livejournal.com/woman_of_/]

Wow, I loved all of these. Eliot and Hardison, gen Sam and Dean. Totally wonderful. Thank you so much for such gems.

[tigriswolf]

Thank you for reading!

[onthehill]

I love them \o/ Especially the last one - that's chilling and awesome and.... GAH!

[tigriswolf]

Thank you so much!

[numb3r12.livejournal.com]

Wow! That Leverage fic was amazing! In so few words, you conveyed so much!

[tigriswolf]

Thank you for reading!

[hells-samaritan.livejournal.com]

So. I'm very Tolkien in my opinion on words. In that I will use 20 instead of three (this all could have been simply "I'm rather verbose", but, well, thats a little succinct for me).

And I never liked the Hemingway-short-story-in-six-words thing. But. Jesus. In less than 100 words you've destroyed me. Luckily I have an organic test tomorrow and that is why my roommate thinks I am sobbing.

[tigriswolf]

Oh, thank you so very much!

[aysa-ashtoreth.livejournal.com]

I truly, truly <3 that "watch your little brother burn the world" line...truly gut-twisting (I always have empathized with Dean better, simply because I have a younger brother named Sam.)

[tigriswolf]

Thank you so much!

[bloodquartz.livejournal.com]

Oh! My god, you never fail to amaze me with your writing - i'm a long time admirer of your spn works and
- oh boys
& i've just fallen in love with leverage and - your looks at elliot - so much love!
Thank you for sharing

[tigriswolf]

Thank you so very much for reading!

[randomstasis.livejournal.com]

I really enjoyed these, but I've got to ask
"Doesn't mean I can't use 'em."
So, how happy were you when Eliot quoted you in the show?

[tigriswolf]

I'm assuming that happened in the second half of season 2? Unfortunately, I haven't seen it yet.

Thanks for reading!

[randomstasis.livejournal.com]

I am very sorry! Didn't realize, didn't mean to spoil anything- but if it made you curious, yes, it is, in fact, it's one of those you can still watch on the TNT website;)