[identity profile] acidquill.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] verse17_17
title: step on a crack
author: [livejournal.com profile] acidquill
disclaimer:
rating: pg
characters: Sam, Dean
word count: 316
postcard prompt: here. all credit goes to its creator.
notes: fifth entry for [livejournal.com profile] spn_secretfic. written for this verse, and takes place around 'Home' canonically.





Dean was six the first time he asked Sam about the fire. Sam didn't like talking about it, but he did anyway. Because he figured Dean wasn't really asking about the fire, he was asking about Mom. A mother that, for Dean, only existed in pictures and what their Dad was willing to say. Which wasn't a whole lot.

So Sam told him. About leaning over the crib and kissing him goodnight, about their mother's hand on Dean's forehead.

Sam didn't tell his brother about sitting on the hood of the car and watching their house burn. Or the way he cried when he figured out Mommy wasn't coming back, ever. And he didn't say a word about the nightmares - though at the time, he'd forgotten them.



Dean was nineteen the first time Sam said, 'I have these dreams, and sometimes they come true.' Sam didn't want to talk about it, but he knew he'd freak Dean out more if he didn't explain, at least a little. Not that Dean wasn't scared enough, Sam could see it in the way his brother paced, in the white rim of Dean's eyes, and the tremble in his lip.

So Sam told him. About the woman in their old house, about the way she beat on the windows, and yelled for help. Sam could see his brother calming down with every word; Dean still didn’t want to go back to Lawrence, but there was someone to save. A job to do. Sam figured focusing on that for now, would be better. For both of them.

He still didn't tell Dean about the nightmares he'd had when he was four. Because he remembered them now - the fire. Mom on the ceiling. A man standing over Dean's crib. There was no way in hell he was letting his little brother know about those.

Dad wasn’t going to know either.







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Date: 16 May 2007 19:59 (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] ysbail.livejournal.com
I still need to say bless you for little brother Dean .... love it.

Love these

Date: 21 Jun 2007 14:22 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] robin2003hyder.livejournal.com
Please write more of these. I love the fact that Sam is the older brother. I really love the fact that he has tothink about Deana lot more during the fics, he is a really good big brother.

Please write more!!!

Date: 1 Jul 2007 02:27 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thegreenpuppy.livejournal.com
Ouch, this kind of hurt, but in a good way. I am intrigued by the fact that you had the Demon standing over Dean's crib, yet Sam has the dreams...is it just to follow along with the timeline?

More in this 'verse, please? I love when Sam is the older and Dean is the younger brother...so very few fics have it so.

Thank you for this bittersweet look into their AU lives.

Date: 14 Aug 2007 21:47 (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
This is a really cool fic- I've just been sent to it and I totally love this verse. I haven't read anything like it- very creative!
I love Dean as the little brother. Somehow those vulnerabiliites are even more heart-wrenching. And it's nice to see Sam being so mature.
Love the fic, please write more!

Date: 14 Aug 2007 21:48 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] indusnm.livejournal.com
Sorry, at work- forgot to log in!

Date: 10 Oct 2007 20:20 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] faithintheboys.livejournal.com
This was great. This verse is awesome, I really hope you write more!

Date: 22 Dec 2007 03:05 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] suonguyen.livejournal.com
Wow I love the way you twist things so that both brothers are special!

Date: 20 Jan 2008 08:28 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jane-eyre.livejournal.com
I love little brother Dean. Please write more.

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