drabbles: Supernatural and White Collar/Leverage

[tigriswolf]

Title: return to sender
Fandom: Supernatural
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: spoilers for 6.1
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 185
Point of view: third

The thing is, Dean always knew Sam was coming back.  He ate pizza with Death once, and sometimes, Death stopped by for coffee while Ben and Lisa slept, and Death said, your brother is not mine to keep.

So, yeah.  There is that.  And he loves Lisa, and he adores Ben, but Sam came first.  Sam's always come first.  Sometimes, Dean thinks he didn't exist before Sam.

And he always knew, while sleeping in Lisa's house and teaching Ben to fix an engine, that Sam would return.

And the night after Dean sent Sam away, to the Campbells and Bobby, Death stops by for coffee.

Death looks at Dean with dark eyes.  Dean doesn't flinch away.  When Death smiles and says, your brother is not mine to keep, Dean nods. 

There's a ring on his finger and no amulet around his neck, and the pale horse in the backyard tosses his head.

Dean didn't exist before Sam and Sam always comes back.

Death sips his coffee while Dean sits at Lisa's table, and he wonders when Sam will realize that things have changed.

 

Title: kith and kin
Chapter: ii
Fandom: White Collar/Leverage
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: takes place early in season one of both shows
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 500
Point of view: third

Chapter i


 

Not much is known about Eliot Spencer. He showed up one day, some snot-nosed punk, and quickly proved his worth—when he was sent to retrieve something, it got retrieved. He shook off pain and completed his task and vanished until the next job. And while he used aliases, he always returned to the name Eliot Spencer.

People researched that name, but nothing was found. He had a record based only on conjecture and hearsay, and he was wanted in a dozen countries on facial recognition alone.

A few months after Eliot joined Nate Ford's band of mercenaries, Nate gets a visit from June. In the business he used to belong to, she was a ghost. In the business he's in now, she is a legend.

"Mr. Ford," she says regally, settling across from him at the table as elegant and terrifying as a panther. "I have researched you. Someone very dear to me recently fell in with your group and you would do well to remember that I care for mine."

His mouth is dry, hands shaking. He wants a drink, so goddamned bad, but June waited till he finished his glass. Nate tries to figure out who she can mean, but the only two he knows next to nothing about are Parker and—

The way she moves is like Eliot.

"My nephew," June says, meeting his eyes, "is Eliot Spencer."

Nate swallows.

"I understand this business is dangerous," she says. "I know that my nephew will not leave it until he is dead. But while I live, I will not explain to my baby sister, the best woman I've ever known, why her son has died on any venture where his death could have easily been avoided."

Five years ago, Nate remembers, someone tried to betray Eliot Spencer. That individual went missing. Without a trace, without a sound—his second-in-command arrived to find him completely gone. Considering his position—as head of a powerful family—his disappearance shocked everyone. Nobody could figure out if it was an inside hit or outside punishment.

Looking at this woman, Eliot Spencer's aunt, Nate Ford thinks he might have discovered the answer.

"Do you understand me, Mr. Ford?" she asks, hands placed delicately on her purse, eyes locked on his, piercing him to the core.

Nate is sure he has never been in the presence of someone so dangerous before, and he takes a slow, deep breath before answering.

"Yes, ma'am," he says. She smiles, a baring of teeth as frightening as any panther. "I'll do my best to keep Eliot safe."

"See that you do," she commands, rising to her feet. She inclines her head, reminding of him of ancient goddesses, and then she takes her leave. He turns to watch her go.

Nate exhales, counts to ten, inhales, and tries to calm down. If anything happens to Eliot on a job Nate planned…

Well. He just met his death, and she was utterly terrifying. He needs a drink, or twenty.

 

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(Death should so be a regular on SPN. They have angels, so why not Death? I don't think Teryy Pratchett'd mind if they borrowed him)

[tigriswolf]

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