In Our Embers (SPN fic--GEN)
Sep. 2nd, 2010 10:45 pmHere's my
spn_summergen fic, folks. I'm not going to editorialize, because I would go on FOREVER.
(it's up on DW and AO3 as well, if you'd like to read/comment without FB interference)
I am completely behind on reading all the great fic from this year--I'll be trying to catch up! But I did LOVE the story that
desertport wrote for me: it's about Ellen--giving birth! And she's just as tough and tender about it as you would expect. Namesake.
Title: ‘In Our Embers’
Recipient: Yanyann
Rating: pg-13 (for language)
Warnings/spoilers: Set b/w 5.16 and 5.17.
Word count: 7,822.
a/n: much love and gratitude to
calamitycrow, for the sharp eye, the hand-holding, and the much needed injections of reality.
a/n: title, epigraph and quoted text from William Wordsworth, “Ode: Intimations of Immortality."
Summary: "Easy now." Sam gathered the warm little body into his own. He patted awkwardly at his brother's hair, his shoulders, Dean's sobs the only sound in the eerily silent room. "It's okay, Dean, it's okay," he said. And he couldn't help saying it like he wanted the words to carry all the way back to 2010.
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(it's up on DW and AO3 as well, if you'd like to read/comment without FB interference)
I am completely behind on reading all the great fic from this year--I'll be trying to catch up! But I did LOVE the story that
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Title: ‘In Our Embers’
Recipient: Yanyann
Rating: pg-13 (for language)
Warnings/spoilers: Set b/w 5.16 and 5.17.
Word count: 7,822.
a/n: much love and gratitude to
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a/n: title, epigraph and quoted text from William Wordsworth, “Ode: Intimations of Immortality."
Summary: "Easy now." Sam gathered the warm little body into his own. He patted awkwardly at his brother's hair, his shoulders, Dean's sobs the only sound in the eerily silent room. "It's okay, Dean, it's okay," he said. And he couldn't help saying it like he wanted the words to carry all the way back to 2010.
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