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>> What was silent

TITLE: What was silent
AUTHOR:ultraviolet9a
SPOILER: stretches from pre-series up to 4.07
GENRE: Gen
CHARACTERS: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Bobby Singer, John Winchester, Daniel Elkins, Castiel
SUMMARY: Like father, like son.
RATING: PG13. Just cussing, really.
FEEDBACK: Dude…duh.
DISCLAIMER: Don’t own, no profit, don’t sue.
NOTE: sweet charity fic. may7fic is crazy awesome and bought me. She wanted a story about John’s fallout with Elkins (that affects the boys up to the present) and she wanted some shiny sent John’s way and she wanted the Dean-John father-son thing in all its Winchester glory. I tried to stay close to that, but I tweaked it. A lot. Because I wanted Castiel, too. Amongst others. And wanted season 4 involved as well. Ahem.
BETA: All the pretty polishing I couldn’t have done without the shiny beta of the sparkly chemm80 and the amazing erinrua. Much love to e313for the handholding as well. Thank you, shiny ladies.



Bobby’s lifting stacks and stacks of books. The dust still flutters in the air, caught unaware in the draughts of Bobby’s whirlwind moves. It’s disconcerting, really, the whole whirlwind thing. If Bobby was a force of nature, he’d be something steady and unyielding, like a mountain, or a glacier. Something with deep roots, close to the ground, bearing weight. Living with it. Something with fewer moves, but heavier momentum.

He’s moving stacks around, freeing long lost surfaces of furniture, all the while grumbling “I’m sure it’s here somewhere”. One book is balancing on the edge, forming the top of a paper tower. Dean shoves his hands deeper in his pockets and watches it lose the fight with gravity.

Sam’s hand shoots out, grabs it midair, places it on top again, using his thigh to keep another book tower steady.

“Are you sure, Bobby?” Sam, the human book prop, says. “You sure it’s not somewhere else?”

“No.” It comes through gritted teeth. “If you say you ain’t got it, it’s here alright. It’s got to be here.”
( What was silent )

>>Cadaver

TITLE: Cadaver
AUTHOR: ultraviolet9a
SPOILER: for 3.16 in SPN
GENRE: gen
CHARACTERS: Winchesters and… others.
SUMMARY: Would be a spoiler. But it’s not what you think.
RATING: PG13
FEEDBACK: Dude…duh.
DISCLAIMER: Owning would be awesome in a perfect world.
BETA: by her shiny awesomeness, pdragon76



There’s power in names, everyone knows it that knows anything about true magic. The old magic, of blood and bones and salt and earth. Everyone knows.

So let’s call this Cadaver. I reckon Sam would say that Corpse would be the exact word, but everyone knows that the exact word ain’t always the right one. And Cadaver feels right for this. Makes me not feel too much. About this. All of this. My words, the ground beneath us, the sky above us, the sparks around us, the night falling. This… this is not a story, this is the now, but I don’t know how else to call it, the way time and earth dance around.

But, if this was a story, it’d be called Cadaver. So let’s assume it is one, alright? Lord knows I like telling stories, and no story can be a proper one without a name. Even when it’s not a story exactly, just the flame and the woods and the stars and the ground. You’ll catch my drift.

.:::.
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