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Relationship: John/Sam/Dean
Words: 400
Rating: I never know these things – very soft R? Most is implied.
Note: After Dead Man's Blood, there was a brief moment where it was like they were on more equal ground, like the three of them could be respectful and appreciative and just good together.
This is - not even experimental, it's just - it's - I had a crappy day and I wanted to bring this something else into the world, not sure what.
Summary: John always knows what to do.
"It scares the hell out of me, you two are all I've got", Dad says.
Dean just told him they were right to ignore a direct order. He is wrong, he know it. They could have – Sammy could have died. But he didn't. And Dad would have died otherwise.
Dean's insides twist, determined and horrified. He had to say that, had to keep Sammy here. Had to speak back to Dad. And now Dad's - agreeing with him?
"I guess we are stronger as a family", Dad says.
Sammy's eyes are shining, like they hadn't in years, for Dad, like Sammy's twelve again, like Sammy hasn't spent the day being a brat.
"We go after this damn thing together". Dad rests a hand on Sam's neck, holding him in place, stable and soothing like Dad always is, and Dean feels Sammy's body relax into it. Feels his own muscles relax along with Sam's.
Dad pulls Sam in for a hug, and Dean almost smiles at his family. Only it is not a hug. Not a hug - and Sammy's going with it! Hungry for Dad, for family, Dean didn't even know Sam had all that hunger for - for them.
Dad's back, Sam's back, and they're - they're not even fighting for dominance of the kiss.
Sam is kissing Dad! It's - so wrong Dean almost vibrates out of his skin, and his cock seems confused as to whether it's interested or wants to crawl back into itself, but mostly -
Sammy looks – concerned. Pushing the hair away from Dad's face (Dad's! Face), gentle, like he does remember Dad almost died today. And Dad holds him, like Sam's the only person in the world.
Mostly Dean feels intense, selfish - jealousy, he'd recognize years later, and never be sure for whom.
Then Sammy's grabbing at Dean's shoulders over Dad's, Dean's jacket like Sam doesn't have the ability to figure out how to work it off Dean's shoulders, like he's going to claw it off part by part to get to Dean, Sam's eyes crinkled with desperation like when he lost Jess, always crying, his Sammy, such a girl.
And whatever Dean was feeling is shoved away for relief.
Sammy's here and Dad's here. They just hunted some vampires. Things are the way they should be.
Dad always knows what to do to get them where they need to get.
Endnote: As for the title, I imagine Dean, while Sam's at Stanford, Take That's Back for Good comes up on the radio, and Dean tears up. And it's not even comical.
Relationship: John/Sam/Dean
Words: 400
Rating: I never know these things – very soft R? Most is implied.
Note: After Dead Man's Blood, there was a brief moment where it was like they were on more equal ground, like the three of them could be respectful and appreciative and just good together.
This is - not even experimental, it's just - it's - I had a crappy day and I wanted to bring this something else into the world, not sure what.
Summary: John always knows what to do.
"It scares the hell out of me, you two are all I've got", Dad says.
Dean just told him they were right to ignore a direct order. He is wrong, he know it. They could have – Sammy could have died. But he didn't. And Dad would have died otherwise.
Dean's insides twist, determined and horrified. He had to say that, had to keep Sammy here. Had to speak back to Dad. And now Dad's - agreeing with him?
"I guess we are stronger as a family", Dad says.
Sammy's eyes are shining, like they hadn't in years, for Dad, like Sammy's twelve again, like Sammy hasn't spent the day being a brat.
"We go after this damn thing together". Dad rests a hand on Sam's neck, holding him in place, stable and soothing like Dad always is, and Dean feels Sammy's body relax into it. Feels his own muscles relax along with Sam's.
Dad pulls Sam in for a hug, and Dean almost smiles at his family. Only it is not a hug. Not a hug - and Sammy's going with it! Hungry for Dad, for family, Dean didn't even know Sam had all that hunger for - for them.
Dad's back, Sam's back, and they're - they're not even fighting for dominance of the kiss.
Sam is kissing Dad! It's - so wrong Dean almost vibrates out of his skin, and his cock seems confused as to whether it's interested or wants to crawl back into itself, but mostly -
Sammy looks – concerned. Pushing the hair away from Dad's face (Dad's! Face), gentle, like he does remember Dad almost died today. And Dad holds him, like Sam's the only person in the world.
Mostly Dean feels intense, selfish - jealousy, he'd recognize years later, and never be sure for whom.
Then Sammy's grabbing at Dean's shoulders over Dad's, Dean's jacket like Sam doesn't have the ability to figure out how to work it off Dean's shoulders, like he's going to claw it off part by part to get to Dean, Sam's eyes crinkled with desperation like when he lost Jess, always crying, his Sammy, such a girl.
And whatever Dean was feeling is shoved away for relief.
Sammy's here and Dad's here. They just hunted some vampires. Things are the way they should be.
Dad always knows what to do to get them where they need to get.
Endnote: As for the title, I imagine Dean, while Sam's at Stanford, Take That's Back for Good comes up on the radio, and Dean tears up. And it's not even comical.
