"Fifteen years is enough," the kitsune girl said, slinging a ratty duffle at Dean's feet and pressing a fold of cash into the boy's hand. Touching his cheek for one moment, biting her lip when he shrugged away. "I'm going home," she added – turned and was gone, flick of white-tipped tail fading to nothing in the gold-peach dawn.
"What?" Dean said.
"I don't care if you are my dad," the boy said, "I'm not staying." He glared up through wind-roughened bangs, silver at his ear lobe and wrist.
"What?" Dean said.
"Oh, for fuck's sake." Sam pushed open the room's screen door, scowling as hard as the boy. "Come in here and have some pancakes first."
"What?"
"Yeah, okay." The boy shouldered past them both and went inside and Sam grabbed a handful of Dean's t-shirt and shook him.
"Don't say what."
"Wha –? Uh. Fuck."
"Probably what started this whole mess. D'you want four or six?"
"Six. Jesus Christ, Sammy. I'm a dad."
"Couldn't have happened to a more deserving guy."
OMG.
I heart you more than I have words for. Make more, please? I love this. You've made me love a gen fic, and want more in this gen 'verse. You're some kinda witch, or something. I want more so badly, I'm doing the bathroom dance in front of my computer.
Jamie--what is it with OCs named Jamie? And the Deanish similarities--and Dean saying Jamie might've gotten Sam's brains--
This is severely perfect. You must make more--I want Kripke to make this canon. It's just--
"Okay, so, you've got my number now so just – call me if anything happens or if, you know..." Sam shot a look at Dean. "Or if you see anything weird."
"His mom's a fox, Sam, for fuck's sake."
"That's different!"
"I'll be fine, would you two just – go, already? God."
"Fine. We're going."
"Go, then!"
"We're going!"
"Will you two stop doing 'Wayne's World'?" Sam snapped, hauling his knapsack up out of the foot well. "Swear to God –"
Dean shot a fast grin over his shoulder at Jamie, who mostly successfully hid his own grin. He carefully didn't watch Sam and Dean go up the crooked walk and disappear into the house.
All I can think is: John woulda loved this kid to distraction.
Agh! More coherency later. The shiny-ness of this fic has rendered me useless for anything but gushing.
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"What?" Dean said.
"I don't care if you are my dad," the boy said, "I'm not staying." He glared up through wind-roughened bangs, silver at his ear lobe and wrist.
"What?" Dean said.
"Oh, for fuck's sake." Sam pushed open the room's screen door, scowling as hard as the boy. "Come in here and have some pancakes first."
"What?"
"Yeah, okay." The boy shouldered past them both and went inside and Sam grabbed a handful of Dean's t-shirt and shook him.
"Don't say what."
"Wha –? Uh. Fuck."
"Probably what started this whole mess. D'you want four or six?"
"Six. Jesus Christ, Sammy. I'm a dad."
"Couldn't have happened to a more deserving guy."
OMG.
I heart you more than I have words for. Make more, please? I love this. You've made me love a gen fic, and want more in this gen 'verse. You're some kinda witch, or something. I want more so badly, I'm doing the bathroom dance in front of my computer.
Jamie--what is it with OCs named Jamie? And the Deanish similarities--and Dean saying Jamie might've gotten Sam's brains--
This is severely perfect. You must make more--I want Kripke to make this canon. It's just--
"Okay, so, you've got my number now so just – call me if anything happens or if, you know..." Sam shot a look at Dean. "Or if you see anything weird."
"His mom's a fox, Sam, for fuck's sake."
"That's different!"
"I'll be fine, would you two just – go, already? God."
"Fine. We're going."
"Go, then!"
"We're going!"
"Will you two stop doing 'Wayne's World'?" Sam snapped, hauling his knapsack up out of the foot well. "Swear to God –"
Dean shot a fast grin over his shoulder at Jamie, who mostly successfully hid his own grin. He carefully didn't watch Sam and Dean go up the crooked walk and disappear into the house.
All I can think is: John woulda loved this kid to distraction.
Agh! More coherency later. The shiny-ness of this fic has rendered me useless for anything but gushing.
I've gotta pimp this--