Supernatural drabbles

[tigriswolf]

Title: far to go
Fandom: Supernatural
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: apocalyptic future!fic
Pairings: none stated
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 135
Point of view: third
Prompt: traffic

Sam never really thought he’d miss rush-hour, bumper-to-bumper, thirty-minutes-to-move-a-mile traffic. He never believed he’d miss the greatest hits of mullet rock, either. There’s a lot of things he never considered.

The final battle’s come and gone, and he’s still here. Of course he is. He’s a vessel without an angel, a general without an army, a king without a throne. He’s a baby brother, and an older brother, but his brothers are gone. Michael took them both and Lucifer failed at getting them back, and Sam’s alone in this wasteland, alone with the destruction and remains of a world.

He trudges and he curses and he weeps, but none of it matters. This is his punishment and he’ll endure it, and maybe God will one day take pity and return him to Dean. 

 

Title: weak spot
Fandom: Supernatural
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: takes place during season one’s “Phantom Traveler”
Pairings: none stated
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 100
Point of view: third
Prompt: panic attack

 

He has to get on the plane, because he sure as hell ain’t lettin’ Sammy go alone. But his legs won’t work.

Sam comes back with tickets and a smug little smile. Dean glares at him, takes a deep breath, and follows him to the gate.  He can do this. He has to do this.

He’ll do what needs to be done. Same as always.

(When he completely loses it on the plane, he hates himself a little, for being so damned weak. And while Sam mocks him for a hundred things, he never once brings up that disastrous flight.)



Title: There are hidden corners of sky
Fandom: Supernatural
Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Denise Levertov.
Warnings: “What Is and What Should Never Be” dream ‘verse
Pairings: Sam/Jessica, Dean/Carmen, John/Mary
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 505
Point of view: third

 

When Sam graduates, he sends invitations to the whole family. Top of his class at Stanford law—he’s got something to be proud of, after all. He knows Mom will come, no doubt of that. But Carmen mentioned, last time she called Jess, that Dean is still having some trouble differentiating between reality and his mind.

Sam isn’t sure he should send Dean an invitation.   Even if Dean remembers who he is, he knows that Dean’s always been a nervous flyer. Dean has never believed that planes are safe, so maybe, for everyone’s peace of mind, he should just cut Dean out of his life. Still talk to Mom, but pretend he doesn’t have a brother. Dean is an embarrassment, a constant source of grief and anger.

“You can’t do that,” Jessica tells him when he mentions the idea. “It isn’t right, Sam. He’s your brother, and he’s sick. He needs your support.”

Sam hasn’t ever really mentioned the hardships of having Dean for a big brother. How everyone always saw Dean, but so rarely noticed Sam. How Dean could have gone anywhere, done anything, if he’d just tried. Instead he played baseball and coasted by with passing grades. And then, his last game of junior year, he ruined his elbow. No more pitching, and too late to salvage his GPA.

But Sam, he applied himself. He took gifted classes. He vowed to get out of Kansas and Dean’s shadow, and he succeeded. He’s graduating from Stanford law, and Dean’s in Lawrence, a mechanic who had a breakdown. 

He loves Dean. Really, he does. But he can barely stand his brother. Dean’s so much work, a disappointment. Sam’s tired of him.

But he remembers being a kid, and Dean patiently teaching him how to throw, curve and slider and fast. Riding a bike, ‘cause Dad was so often busy or drunk. Dean gave him the attention Dad didn’t, all the way until Dean got to middle school. And then Dean became the cool kid on campus. He no longer had the time for a geeky kid brother.

“Who read to you?” Jessica asks one night, a month before graduation. “When you were young, who helped you love literature?”

Sam kisses the hollow of her throat. “Dean,” he whispers. “It was always Dean. Dean is why I’m here today.”

Jessica smiles at him. “So let him celebrate with you, if he wants. He may well be the boy you remember, not the man you know.”

So Sam labels an envelope and mails his brother an invitation. He doesn’t ask his mom or Carmen if Dean plans on coming or not. Dean has medical concerns, after all, and he hates to fly.

But Dean is sitting with Mom and Jessica and Carmen as Sam walks across the stage, and Sam feels buoyed, like the first time he threw a curve ball and Dean crowed in proud joy.

Sam meets Dean’s gaze, face shining with a wide grin, and Sam hopes that maybe things will change now.