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Sunday, March 8th, 2009 02:11 pm
Title: Rescue
Challenge: Rescue over at [livejournal.com profile] brothers100 
Rating: K+
Genre: Family, h/c
Word Count: 300
Fandom/Characters: Supernatural - Dean, Sam
Spoilers/warnings: None.
Notes: The lines in italics are from Act 2, scene 1 from Byron's closet drama Manfred. And the summary I gave it in the story doesn't it do it just, nor does it fully begin to cover what the play is about, so you should definitely read it sometime.

Summary: Sam's not done rescuing his brother just yet.

 

“…Think’st thou existence doth depend on time?
It doth; but actions are our epochs
-”

A faint groan from the lump on the bed made Sam look up from the text with eager eyes. “Dean?” he murmured, leaning forward and squeezing his brother’s hand.

He couldn’t keep the smile off his face as the fingers finally, finally returned the pressure. “Hey,” he greeted as bleary green eyes stared up at him.

Dean blinked slowly as he scanned Sam’s face, lingering particularly on the split lip and the bruised cheek. “Y’kay?” he breathed, voice hoarse from lack of use.

Sam nodded, swallowing hard. “Yeah. And you will be, too.”

Dean’s lip twitched in a shadow of a smirk. “You know it,” he replied, voice firm even though it was barely audible.

Sam swallowed again, keeping his eyes open so he could see Dean here, alive, in front of him – not like when Sam had found him a week ago, bleeding, unconscious, dying…

“Whatcha readin’?”

Sam blinked, jerking out of his reverie and looking at Dean, who stared back knowingly through half-fallen eyelids. Sam glanced down at the worn copy of Manfred. “Just a book one of the nurses gave me.”

“‘S’any good?”

Sam shrugged a little. “It’s about a guy who’s managed to take control of the fate of his soul, but he’s miserable because his lover died.”

Dean snorted as he relaxed back into his pillow. “Typical,” he breathed.

Sam chuckled, patting Dean’s left elbow just above his cast. “Sleep, dude. I’ll be here.”

Dean hummed in acknowledgment as his breathing evened out. Sam smiled as he sat back and started reading again, knowing that his voice was bringing Dean back from the brink. Sam wasn’t done rescuing his brother just yet.

“-mine
Have made my days and nights imperishable…”

End.


Sunday, March 8th, 2009 09:53 pm (UTC)
Ohohoh love. So much love. Sam rescuing Dean, but Dean still being the big brother and rescuing Sam from his thoughts and *flails and loves*

Seriously; your writing, it is beautiful. ^________^

*goes back to finishing the end of R&R*

~Nebula
Sunday, March 8th, 2009 11:30 pm (UTC)
*squees* Thank you so much! *flails in excitement at awesome comments from beloved writer* I'm very glad you like it.

*goes to see if you've posted rest of R&R*
Monday, March 9th, 2009 12:56 am (UTC)
Another speechless WOW!

You girl, are awesome. You are such a talented writer. So much in such a short story!
Monday, March 9th, 2009 02:03 am (UTC)
Thanks so much! It's so exciting to get feedback like that. :) Thanks for making me smile.
Monday, March 9th, 2009 02:18 am (UTC)
that was amazing Mo! Wow...amazing!
Wednesday, March 11th, 2009 11:11 pm (UTC)
Thanks! ^_^
Monday, March 9th, 2009 03:35 pm (UTC)
This was really good. A lovely response to the prompt and just so very them:)
Wednesday, March 11th, 2009 11:10 pm (UTC)
Thanks! I'm glad you liked. :)
Wednesday, March 11th, 2009 01:22 pm (UTC)
Awesome!
Wednesday, March 11th, 2009 11:19 pm (UTC)
Thank you!