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SPN drabble: Line of Sight (gen)

Title: Line of Sight
Gen. A possible future drabble. Dean steps out for coffee.
Rating: PG
Warning: Language
Word Count: 651
Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing. Not for profit.
Author’s Notes: I don’t know where I’m going with this yet. So yeah, one-shot. Vague spoiler for S2 finale.


Sonofabitch. He was only gone like five minutes.

Dean drops his cup of decaf to the floor and runs back to the end of the corridor as if his life depended on it. And in a way it does. Sam’s screams have a peculiar way of ripping his damn heart out.

“Hey… it’s okay… I’m here now. Dean’s here…”

He gathers Sam in his arms, raising him up from the bed so his head lolls sideways and comes to rest against Dean’s chest. Smoothens his silken hair back from his brimming, terrified eyes and waits for the wheezing to subside, rubbing his back in long firm strokes until it does.

“You’re okay Sammy,” he says almost absent-mindedly, looking up once to glare at the new girl in the powder blue scrubs.

The orderly looks appropriately spooked. “I-I don’t know what happened! I was just getting him ready for the night and…”

Dean knows exactly what she’d done. Switched off all the lights and lowered the bed from its upright sitting position back down so Sam would be left flat on his back, unable to look away from… from the last thing that he should be looking at.

“You’re supposed to switch that on first.”

She turns, struggling to follow Dean’s line of sight. “What?”


There is a little red switch by the corner of the bedside table, right behind the button that rings for help. Slowly she reaches out for it, exhales and then pulls it up. Nothing happens.

She frowns and narrows her eyes at Dean like maybe he needs to be institutionalized as well.

“Look up,” he whispers without looking away from Sam’s face, and so she does.

It’s a tiny digital projector rig aimed upwards, creating a beautiful kaleidoscopic show of lights and shadows on the ceiling… flickering stars, twin suns and crescent moons, a whole bunch of goofy animals – cats and dogs, bunnies and toads and dolphins. Birds… lots of birds.

“Always put that on before you lay him out, so he is never looking up at the blank ceiling at any time. You got that?”

She forcefully tears her eyes away from the hypnotic display overhead and nods a quick assent to the man. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know…”

“Don’t worry about it. Johann should’ve told you before he left.”

Dean kisses the top of Sam’s head then gently starts to lower him back to the bed. Sam tenses up, counter-holding as rigidly as his weakened body would let him. But his hands don’t move, lying still beside him on the bed, helpless and forgotten.

“Sleepy-time Sammy. Hey, trust me alright? It’s gonna be okay…”

How long it takes for Dean to get through, he doesn’t really know. But he never forces Sam against his will, least whatever’s left of it. He just talks, and keeps talking, mostly utter nonsense about bleach blondes and cookie dough until the resistance melts away and Sam goes whereever his brother takes him.

Dean adjusts the pillows under Sam’s head and tucks the blankets around his shoulders with utmost care. Sam’s eyes stay open for a few more minutes chasing the dogs chasing the cats or maybe something else, Dean wishes he knew but he doesn’t. The orderly leaves and he sinks into his chair once again with his arms crossed. He waits.

It’s been three months and twelve days and Bobby is starting to lose hope. But Dean believes with all his heart that Sam is still in there, somewhere, buried deep in the darkness of fucking catatonia or whatever the doctors were calling it this month.

Sleepy-time? Dean smirks to himself thinking how Sam would bite his head off for spewing shit like that. Dean would give anything to hear that whiny bitch voice again.

“You got me out of my hell, little brother.” He whispers, wishing Sam could hear him somehow.

“I’ll get you out of yours. I promise.”

*** Sequel ***

A/N: Do let me know what you think?

Intriguing and oh so angsty! I need more, immediately!!

Thank you! :) I guess.. *sighs* yeah there should be more.. will update soon hon. cheers :)

:cries: Oh god. ;_; How do you manage to affect me like this? Again with the tragicness and love between the Winchesters. You have made me sad. Good job on the writing.

Now, maybe you could write something nicer and Sam/Dean-y so it's not all a black hole of tragedy and despiar and SAD?

Don't be sad sweetie.. it's only fanfiction and I'm a great big angst-whore! I'm sure Kripke would never ever do this to the boys.. he's probably do much worse *thinks* but never this ;) haha..
Thank you so much for reading and reviewing hon. Um... just curious - did you read Messe Noire? That is Sam/Dean smut and totally angst-free I promise :D cheers hon.

Give me a minute to find my heart!! It's on the floor here, somewhere!!!!

*gets down on all fours and searches with you* Thank you so much for reading sweetie :)

...are you okay? *pat pat* Or is this just what came to mind cause your last two stories have been kinda depressing...especially the last one haha. This one is better but still pretty sad. :( Still very well-written, it's one of those stories that just hit you, if you know what I mean. :)

Am I okay? :) OH MAN... you're right. I did write two really angsty sad stories in a row *sighs* but I guess it's only 'cause -1) I chose a prompt to write a boyking!Sammy fic and no way could that be NOT angsty and 2) It did make me think of all the different ways this could end and man... I guess I am an angst-whore 'cause nothing happy came to my mind *sniffs*

But yeah - I am okay hon, thank you so much for asking :) Least I think I am haha. I'm away from home for work and my husband recently crossed the pond to come be with me for the holidays and life is pretty good! :) See no reason why I shouldn't be okay... *thinks*..

Anyway, thank you so much for reading and reviewing! Glad you like it :) On and just curious - did you read Messe Noire? I wrote it very recently and that's not angsty like at all. It's pure smut :D


Heart wrenching!

Depth and breadth of this fic was soooooo powerful!!

OMG! Dean!!!!


jaysus SAMMYYYY!!!

A terrific one - shot

however, if it were to continue...........

*I would camp out in front of your lj page, just for the updates alone*

:D I will absolutely continue this hon.. now that I think about it.. there are possibilities for a couple more sequels and apparently everybody wants to know what happens so.. :) Thank you so much for reading and reviewing... am glad you liked it !! cheers hon:)

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Shea! Thank you for reading hon. Will try to update soon :)

Please to be making them better now?????????? Or at least giving us some more of what's going on. This is oh so ouchy but intriguing!!!

Yes ma'm! Absolutely :D I was going to leave this as a one-shot but I guess I should continue this.. for everyone else as well as to get closure for my own self!
Thank you so much for reading and reviewing hon, am really glad you liked this :)

stop breaking me apart ::sob::

you've been develing into some pretty deep, somber stuff as of late, everything all right hunny or have you just been watching too many sad movies?

*hugs you really tight* I'm so sorry!! I don't know where all this angst is coming from :) You know me I'm just.. *shakes head*.. I don't control my muse, my muse controls me!!
And yeah, everything's alright! :) Umm.. nothing's wrong (that I know of at least) and you're the second person to ask me that OMG! *thinks* Umm no really.. I'm fine sweetie thank you so much for asking :) And no sad movies of late. Life's been pretty good of late actually. I guess I'm just... a bigger slut for angst than I realized haha ;) cheers hon.

This is heartbreaking. Seeing Sam like this. I like Dean for his hope.

Thank you for reading and reviewing :) Dean's ever the optimist when it comes to Sam isn't he? He'll never give up on Sammy.. cheers hon.

Umm.. yeah *winces*. I'm a complete angstwhore hon :) But I'll try to continue this and make it better. Thank you so much for reading! :)

*wibbles* Poor boys. ;________;

I know *wibbles with you*. Got carried away with the angst.
Thanks for reading hon!

Oh no no no no. You have to fix this! Fix this right away!

Well done, very good read. So bleak and full of love.

I will I will ! I'll try to, at least :) Thank you so much for reading and reviewing hon. Glad you liked it.

Ooh, this is so interesting! I definitely want to read more!

Thank you! Will try to update soon :)

*tears up* Omg, that was so heart-wrenching and gut-twisting. But is was so sweet at the same time. Big brother Dean taking care of Sam and not losing hope.

I hope you write a sequel (or maybe even a prequel?! *is hopeful*) because this story is amazing and I'd love to read more!

*hands you tissues* Thank you so much for reading and commenting hon. I'm really glad you liked it :)
Sequel yeah.. looks like everyone wants some closure on this so I am writing one. Prequel too?? Oh wow.. *thinks* .. let me see :D cheers hon.