Friday Free For All
Sep. 9th, 2011 05:33 amMorning folks, and welcome to Friday.
Today is a free for all day, no theme, just whatever random prompt comes into your head!
There are a few rules, of course:
* No more than three prompts from one fandom
* No more than five prompts in a row
* No spoilers in your prompt until a week after air-/publication date. If you wonder if what you are about to post is a spoiler it probably is. Be respectful to your fellow fans!
* If your fill contains spoilers please warn accordingly.
* If your prompt is filled you can leave another one.
Lastly, please format your prompts properly so our hard working code monkeys don't have to hunt you down and bonk you on the head.
For example:
Supernatural, Dean & Sam, looking back
Leverage, Eliot/Nate, early morning after a long, late night
White Collar/Criminal Minds, Neal, CM team, balancing act
Go out and have fun. Happy Writing!
Today is a free for all day, no theme, just whatever random prompt comes into your head!
There are a few rules, of course:
* No more than three prompts from one fandom
* No more than five prompts in a row
* No spoilers in your prompt until a week after air-/publication date. If you wonder if what you are about to post is a spoiler it probably is. Be respectful to your fellow fans!
* If your fill contains spoilers please warn accordingly.
* If your prompt is filled you can leave another one.
Lastly, please format your prompts properly so our hard working code monkeys don't have to hunt you down and bonk you on the head.
For example:
Supernatural, Dean & Sam, looking back
Leverage, Eliot/Nate, early morning after a long, late night
White Collar/Criminal Minds, Neal, CM team, balancing act
Go out and have fun. Happy Writing!
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Date: 2011-09-09 12:36 pm (UTC)FILLED: Eury-Dean-e
Date: 2011-09-09 01:10 pm (UTC)Sam had agreed. And Hell had opened for him.
It was going to be very hard, walking out of Hell with demons all around, attacking him, not to look back and make sure that Dean was still there.
But he could hear the battle behind him. And every now and again he would feel that comforting touch to the small of his back.
Twice, now, he had almost turned. Twice, a shove to his back prevented it.
The doorway was in sight. Sam nearly turned, again, when a hand clamped over his eyes and he felt a shove to his back so hard he stumbled.
He kept going, blind now, his feet seemingly placed of their own accord.
Suddenly the heat of Hell gave way to the coolness of a warm late Spring night. He stumbled forward, and the hand released. He saw the familiar sight of a Wyoming cemetary and fell to his knees, panting.
There was a soft groan beside him and he resisted turning his head. There was the soft shuffle of a body standing, then booted feet came into his line of sight and jeans-clad knees bent. A hand touched his shoulder and another tilted his chin up.
"You can look now." And Sam did, grinning beyond wide at the sight of his big brother -- alive and whole and staring at him with so much love it hurt. "You did it. I'm free."
"I nearly blew it," Sam said as he gathered Dean in his arms for a hug. The feel and the scent of him convinced him this was real, and his arms tightened. "If you hadn't clapped your hand over my eyes at the last--"
"That wasn't me."
Sam gaped, pulling back. "It wasn't you? Then..."
Dean smiled, turning his head to the side.
An unfamiliar blonde woman in an old-fashioned long green dress was stretching, her hands reaching for the sky. She sighed deeply as her arms lowered. "My own body," she purred. "I'd forgotten how good it felt to be me...." She turned and smiled at them. "We did it."
Sam frowned. ".....who...."
"Oh, that's right," she smiled, walking over. "You haven't seen the real me. I got pulled out with you two, and now I'm human again. Maybe this will help." She leaned in and whispered in Sam's ear:
"I would kill for some french-fries right about now..."
He gasped, jerking away. "Ruby? B-but..."
She shrugged. "What can I say? I'm a sucker for a sob story. Besides...." She looked at Dean. "I owed him one."
Dean nodded, and she returned it, then looked back at Sam. "Even in Hell, that one is a White Knight. Thank you for what you did. You not only saved him -- you saved me."
And she tilted her arms back and stretched again. "See ya around." And she walked out of the graveyard.
Dean clapped Sam on the shoulder. "C'mon. We've got some fuglies to kill."
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