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tigriswolfTitle: brothers in arms
Fandom: Supernatural
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: spoilers for season 5; AU
Pairings: none stated
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 365
Point of view: third
Notes: continuation of “of fathers and sons” to the prompt a companion piece where Michael comes to Sam
“Samuel Winchester,” Jessica said. He turned, eyes wide and mouth open. She smiled, gently and sadly, and reached out to raise his chin.
“Jess?” he asked. “But you—” He lowered his head, muttering, “This is a dream.”
“Yes,” she replied. “But it is still the truth.”
Sam scoffed. “You’re a figure conjured by my lonely mind,” he said. “My desire for the love of my life.”
“No,” she said. “This is more than that.” Glancing around, she continued, “Everyone has it backward—the angels, the demons. Only my brother and I know the truth, Sam. And he is visiting Dean right now, explaining the situation.”
Sam straightened. “Who is with my brother? Michael?” Anger tightened his chest. “Is he coercing Dean?”
Jess—the thing wearing her face—shook her head. “Michael is not coercing your brother, Sam.”
He froze, staring into her eyes. “What? No—I’m Lucifer’s vessel. I have demon blood. I—I killed Lilith. I let Lucifer free.”
She raised a hand to touch Sam’s face. “Yes, Sam. You did all that. But none of that would have mattered unless Dean turned the first lock in the Pit.” She let her hand fall. “He cannot be my vessel because he is stained by Alistair.”
Sam backed up, shaking his head. “No, no,” he denied. “It’s not—you’re Michael? I’m Michael’s vessel? But Zachariah said—
“Zachariah thinks he is better than he actually is,” Michael told him, wearing Jessica’s comforting smile. “Fear not, Samuel. This is good news.”
“For me,” Sam said quietly. “But not for Dean.”
Michael reached out again, but Sam jerked away. “No,” he hissed. “Forever no. I will not consent.”
“Sam,” Michael said. “You will one day call my name and request my help. And I will give you all of me.”
“No,” Sam said again, desperately. “No, I won’t. Not ever.”
“You must,” Michael told him, so gently it ached. “To save the world from my brother, you must.”
Sam said, “I want to wake up now.”
“As you wish,” Michael replied, and Sam opened his eyes to a motel ceiling, and Dean vomiting into the toilet.
“Sammy,” he called after a moment, “we are so very fucked.”
Title: happy though thou art, happier thou may’st be
Fandom: Heroes
Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Milton
Warnings: takes place just after 4.15; AU
Pairings: none stated
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 275
Point of view: third
When he slept, he dreamt Nathan’s dreams. He remembered people he’d never met, places he’d never been, things he’d never done. He knew that Nathan still lingered—Nathan kept him from killing Samuel, from exacting vengeance of Ma and Pete—Angela and Peter. They weren’t his family. Had never been his family.
Even now, as he watched Claire, Nathan murmured in the back of his mind. It was really starting to piss him off. What was the point of having power if a ghost kept him from ever using it? Before he could move forward, he’d have to exorcise the remnants of Nathan Petrelli.
Sylar flew back to the watch shop, where he used to restore timepieces. It seemed like another life, decades ago, but it hadn’t even been five years. So much had changed, but Gray and Sons still looked the same: old and beaten down. A relic.
When he stepped inside, it felt like coming home. Like he’d never met Chandra, like everything that followed never happened. Nathan retreated beneath the onslaught of Gabriel, and Sylar sighed in relief as Gabriel seeped back into his skin.
Gabriel enveloped him in a warm embrace and Sylar relaxed while Nathan vanished to merely a pinpoint of light, flickering weakly. Only two people could fit in this skin and Sylar refused to submit, while Gabriel belonged like no other.
And Nathan wavered, and Nathan died, and Sylar stood tall victorious as Gabriel faded back into the mists of Sylar’s consciousness.
Finally.
He’d start with Angela and Peter, then return to Samuel, and then, as a last, tasty morsel, Bennet.
Conveniently enough, he knew where Angela lived.
Title: equals
Fandom: “The Big Bang Theory”
Disclaimer: not my characters; just for fun.
Warnings: spoilers for the basic premise; I wrote this back during season 1
Pairings: as asexual as Sheldon
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 170
Point of view: third
He’s spent most of his life searching for someone who could keep up with him, understand everything he says, know how his brain works, follow when his mind leaps from point A to point K, with a quick little sidetrip to Point X thrown in.
His way hasn’t been easy, as a child or man—he’d often thought it’d be simpler to be alone, away from the society that only ever tried to weigh him down.
He never really liked people, found most annoying. And when he said what he thought, he often learned they disliked him back.
He began to think no equal existed, that he was alone in the world.
And then he met Leonard. Leonard listened to his tangents and could follow his process, could even suggest better ways. Leonard could explain normal people, and didn’t mind. And, best of all, Leonard invited him to move in.
And Sheldon, for the first time he could remember, was truly happy
He thought he finally knew what Mom’d meant by love.
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Date: 2010-01-29 12:47 am (UTC)Good stuff!
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Date: 2010-01-29 01:50 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-01-29 08:14 pm (UTC)Great idea to flip the brothers!
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Date: 2010-01-30 07:38 pm (UTC)I would also like if possible to see it discussed that maybe one of the reasons that Sam is Michael's vessel is that he had faith before ever having proof of angels or god.
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Date: 2010-01-30 11:51 pm (UTC)