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Title: Tales to Give You Goosebumps
Fandom: Teen Wolf (MTV), Supernatural.
Characters: Derek Hale, Laura Hale, John Winchester, Dean Winchester.
Genre: Gen, crossover, metaish, story-within-a-story.
Warnings: Canon-typical violence, mild horror elements.
Note: The crossover is minor. You (hopefully; tell me if I’m wrong) only have to know one of the fandoms for this to make sense.
Summary: Even monsters have their horror stories.
Well, it seems to me that the best relationships - the ones that last - are frequently the ones that are rooted in friendship. You know, one day you look at the person and you see something more than you did the night before. Like a switch has been flicked somewhere. And the person who was just a friend is… suddenly the only person you can ever imagine yourself with
Ultimate canon reason why Dean and Sam would not share a heaven.
Sam would share a heaven with Jess. And Dean would experience memories of Sam in heaven, sure, but Sam has other people in his life, Dean doesn’t. They feel differently about each other, which would clash their heavens.
Sam’s heavens were obviously fictitious. Zachariah was obviously trying to get Dean angry at Sam. He was using Dean’s worst insecurities against him to create an illusion that Sam doesn’t care about him. And it’s so painfully obvious to everyone but Dean.
Think about it. Mary would never say those horrible things to her son. It proves that Zachariah was clearly manipulating their memories.
Just take a moment to think about it. Even if Sam’s heaven involved other people, don’t you think, we’d get— at least ONE memory of his life with Dean? At least one?
Dean is the most important person in Sam’s life. And I’m not saying that because I’m a shipper. That is a canonlogical fact. I would never choose to believe that these STALE memories are Sam’s greatest hits.
I understand the point being made, but… if that was the case, why wouldn’t Sam say something? Why wouldn’t he try to explain to Dean that no, this is not all his heaven is about? Why would he allow the rift to grow? Was he trying to make a statement? Or was Sam himself one of Zachariah’s illusions? I mean, I’m not saying that it’s impossible for Sam and Dean to share a heaven, but that explanation… doesn’t really do it for me. :\
They’re at the veterinary clinic, and though Dean’s officially forgiven Sam for disgracing himself by having, of all things, a girlfriend, he can’t help but eye Amelia suspiciously as Sam passes out introductions.
“This is my brother, Dean,” Sam says eagerly and while Dean might be forced to shake Amelia’s hand he doesn’t have to like it.
“Thought you said your brother was dead,” Amelia says bluntly.
“Thought you told Sam your husband was dead,” Dean counters.
“Touche,” says Amelia grimly, and Dean’s got to give her credit for taking that hit square on the chin. ”But he’s out of the picture these days.”
Sam looks pained, but gamely continues, “And this is, uh- Dean?” Sam’s head swivels around, and Dean realizes that Cas has evaporated from his usual position by Dean’s shoulder. ”Where’d he go?” Sam asks, giving Dean an uncertain look that says Should we be worried? but before he can panic Dean catches a flash of tan trenchcoat down the hall.
Cas is in the waiting room, crouching on the floor and engaged in a staring contest with a large tabby cat.
“Cas?” says Dean, and when Cas fails to move he drops his hand on Cas’s shoulder. Cas has been blanking out more and more often these days, and every time he drifts off with that vacant, unblinking look Dean’s insides start churning with the awful sensation that something’s wrong.
“What’s up, man?” Dean asks quietly, and finally Cas looks up at him. “Sam was doing the whole introduction thing.”
“Oh,” says Cas absently. “Was I being rude? I’m sorry.”
Sam’s hovering by the door, shooting Dean a concerned look, but Amelia walks right up to Cas and kneels on the floor beside him.
“I see you’ve met our mascot,” she says to Cas, like it’s perfectly normal to sit on the floor with a strange dude and discuss cats, though Dean supposes that she is a vet and maybe this isn’t so far from normal for her after all. ”He’s a beast, I know, but he’s doesn’t mind being petted.”
Cas just looks at her with mournful eyes and says, “This cat is dying.”
“Since when are you a vet?” Dean asks impatiently. “Jesus, Cas, you really gotta work on your bedside manner.”
Amelia, bless her, doesn’t even blink. ”Yeah,” she says, and reaches out to scratch the giant cat behind the ears. “He’s got a tumor, and it’s too big for removal. Nothing we can do, I’m afraid. His owner never picked him up - guess they didn’t want to deal with the hassle of trying to take care of an animal that was just going to die anyway.”
Amelia and Cas both stare at the cat in silence, and as Dean watches her face goes hard, edged with grief. ”Sometimes human beings are total dicks,” Amelia says, and bitterness laces through her voice.
Cas reaches out then, one finger extended, and gently touches the cat on the head.
“Don’t worry,” Cas says quietly. ”He’ll be all right now.”
Amelia looks at him, startled, and Cas meets her eyes and gives her a crooked, barely-there smile. Dean has to look away, then, and his throat aches suddenly, for no reason at all, but it occurs to him that it’s been a long time since he’s seen Cas smile, and he places his hand on Cas’s shoulder again and squeezes tight.
“Don’t get attached, Cas,” Dean says gruffly. ”There’s a strict no-animals-allowed-in-the-impala policy.”
Cas brushes his fingers lightly down the cat’s back, and the beast purrs quietly. ”Of course not, Dean,” he says, and stands up. ”It’s a very worthy profession, being a vet,” he says to Amelia.
Amelia’s smile is almost as crooked as Cas’s. ”You think so? Sometimes I wonder why I bother to care.”
“It’s always important to save lives,” Cas tells her.
“It’s the kind of job that’ll break your heart,” Amelia says quietly.
Cas stares out the window at the parking lot. ”What’s the point of having a heart if you don’t give it the chance to break?”
Dean wants to snort, wants to say dude, you sound like a Lifetime original, you gotta stop watching those flicks, but he can’t quite get the words out, and then Sam is at his side, looking at Amelia with an expression that Dean can’t quite place.
“She’s been through a lot,” Sam says, his voice low with sympathy, and Dean realizes with a start that Sam looks at Amelia the way he must look at Cas these days. The kind of look a you wear when you’re watching someone you love fall apart, knowing all the while there’s nothing you can say or do to help. “Do you like her?”
“Yeah, Sammy,” Dean says, and his younger brother lets out a quiet breath of relief. He manages a smile. ”You did good,” he adds, and Sam smiles back.
One of the more interesting aspects of “Supernatural” is how it can be viewed as a subtle criticism of what is expected from a show within the spectrum of modern American television. One of the ways in which “Supernatural” does that is with the way in which they deal with the issue of torture. While torture has been portrayed in both positive and negative lights since September 11th in American television and media, “Supernatural” is one of the only mainstream shows to confront how torture impacts not only the victim but also the torturer.
“every godforsaken thing that i care about”
that i care about
jesus fucking christ dean that is practically a damn love confession this episode is killing my feels right now aljdksjfs oh my FUCKING GOD STOP
Dean: Cas, cover your ears!
Castiel: Dean, what—why?
Tony: Hey there
Dean: Just do it!
Castiel: But Dean—
Tony: I’m Tony Stark
Castiel: Dean, I have the sudden urge to remove my clothing
Because of Sandy, my brothers were never able to make it home for Halloween, which sucked.
On the bright side, it gave me time to do this to one of their cards.