Sugar and Puppies
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barkinmadTitle:Sugar and Puppies
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Rating: PG
Pairing: Sam/Sarah, Dean/OOC
Word Count: 586
Author's Note:Okay, well I just got this drabble in my head today and I wanted to write it down. It might have been influenced byevolia's story, but I don't know. She seems to be my ficlet muse anyway. The title really has nothing to do with the fic, but it was a play off of "sweet and innocent" which were the muse words for this. So, it's just a little story about Dean and about the past and such. And it's a bit schmoopy. And angsty...oh, alright, it's a complete schmoop-and-angstfest that probably has little to no actual insight into the character. But I like it, so read. Comments are also well appreciated XD
When Sam went rushing up to Sarah to give her one last parting kiss; it had been like something from the movies. The valiant hero coming back to claim his maiden or whatever. The point was that it was a sweet thing. Dean had pushed hard for it, because it had been so sweet and innocent. Dean had once been sweet and innocent too. But that hadn’t lasted very long. It had been a fairly long time ago, when his dad was still dragging them from town to town trying to find them a home before he’d given up and taken to living out of the truck or crappy motels. Her name was Becky Thatcher; a name she resented, since she had inevitably been coaxed into dating some douche named Tom. But Dean had taken her away from that.
He was sixteen, and had just been allowed to start going on hunts alone, a rite of passage that came along with driving, and sometimes he’d bring Becky. She’d wanted to come. She loved the mystery behind the shadows. She was a small town girl, and the wide world of the supernatural really opened her mind and excited her. Dean taught her how to shoot a gun correctly, and he assumed that it would be enough as long as he had the salt packet in his back pocket.
The thing about Becky was that the hunts got her so excited that they’d have the best sessions afterward. Dean and Becky in Dean’s awesome car would crawl in the backseat and fool around until Becky’s dad would start getting suspicious at around 12. It made for some pretty good times as long as Dean wasn’t hurt. Sometimes that was okay too, because Becky would become Nurse Becky and that would lead to some pretty interesting adventures.
Obviously, things turned out badly. They’d been out hunting a werewolf. And Dean just had to get real close because he wanted to take a picture of the thing. Something about the claws digging into the ground and the menace of its eyes got to him. He couldn’t believe that this thing was human; couldn’t believe that it could be him, so he had to take a picture. But while he had left Becky safely behind the bushes, he had underestimated the wolf’s keen sense of smell. After it had mauled her pretty badly, Dean had fallen over himself trying to get to the hospital. He kept apologizing over and over, and Becky had kept trying to tell that it was alright; that she was okay. For the most part, she was, but her father was through the roof. You could almost seen one of his veins threatening to burst through his forehead.
Becky still wanted to be Dean’s girlfriend, but Dad insisted on leaving before Becky got better. He didn’t want to handle any lawsuits or some crap like that, and so he, Dad and Sammy picked up and left; so then Dean had to deal with a pissy Sammy who’d been elected Class Treasurer of the eighth grade. That had been the end of his innocence; his first and last real girlfriend until Cassie, and that hadn’t ended so well either. So all Dean wanted to do was to protect Sam’s. Although he knew it was a lost cause; it had been ever since Jessica died so horribly. But it was worth it to try and let Sam regain it. Because it could be regained at some point. Sam hadn’t gone over the edge just yet. Dean was hoping he never would.
Author:
barkinmadRating: PG
Pairing: Sam/Sarah, Dean/OOC
Word Count: 586
Author's Note:Okay, well I just got this drabble in my head today and I wanted to write it down. It might have been influenced by
evolia's story, but I don't know. She seems to be my ficlet muse anyway. The title really has nothing to do with the fic, but it was a play off of "sweet and innocent" which were the muse words for this. So, it's just a little story about Dean and about the past and such. And it's a bit schmoopy. And angsty...oh, alright, it's a complete schmoop-and-angstfest that probably has little to no actual insight into the character. But I like it, so read. Comments are also well appreciated XDWhen Sam went rushing up to Sarah to give her one last parting kiss; it had been like something from the movies. The valiant hero coming back to claim his maiden or whatever. The point was that it was a sweet thing. Dean had pushed hard for it, because it had been so sweet and innocent. Dean had once been sweet and innocent too. But that hadn’t lasted very long. It had been a fairly long time ago, when his dad was still dragging them from town to town trying to find them a home before he’d given up and taken to living out of the truck or crappy motels. Her name was Becky Thatcher; a name she resented, since she had inevitably been coaxed into dating some douche named Tom. But Dean had taken her away from that.
He was sixteen, and had just been allowed to start going on hunts alone, a rite of passage that came along with driving, and sometimes he’d bring Becky. She’d wanted to come. She loved the mystery behind the shadows. She was a small town girl, and the wide world of the supernatural really opened her mind and excited her. Dean taught her how to shoot a gun correctly, and he assumed that it would be enough as long as he had the salt packet in his back pocket.
The thing about Becky was that the hunts got her so excited that they’d have the best sessions afterward. Dean and Becky in Dean’s awesome car would crawl in the backseat and fool around until Becky’s dad would start getting suspicious at around 12. It made for some pretty good times as long as Dean wasn’t hurt. Sometimes that was okay too, because Becky would become Nurse Becky and that would lead to some pretty interesting adventures.
Obviously, things turned out badly. They’d been out hunting a werewolf. And Dean just had to get real close because he wanted to take a picture of the thing. Something about the claws digging into the ground and the menace of its eyes got to him. He couldn’t believe that this thing was human; couldn’t believe that it could be him, so he had to take a picture. But while he had left Becky safely behind the bushes, he had underestimated the wolf’s keen sense of smell. After it had mauled her pretty badly, Dean had fallen over himself trying to get to the hospital. He kept apologizing over and over, and Becky had kept trying to tell that it was alright; that she was okay. For the most part, she was, but her father was through the roof. You could almost seen one of his veins threatening to burst through his forehead.
Becky still wanted to be Dean’s girlfriend, but Dad insisted on leaving before Becky got better. He didn’t want to handle any lawsuits or some crap like that, and so he, Dad and Sammy picked up and left; so then Dean had to deal with a pissy Sammy who’d been elected Class Treasurer of the eighth grade. That had been the end of his innocence; his first and last real girlfriend until Cassie, and that hadn’t ended so well either. So all Dean wanted to do was to protect Sam’s. Although he knew it was a lost cause; it had been ever since Jessica died so horribly. But it was worth it to try and let Sam regain it. Because it could be regained at some point. Sam hadn’t gone over the edge just yet. Dean was hoping he never would.
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Date: 2007-05-15 01:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-15 06:01 pm (UTC)Thanks again! Whee!
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Date: 2007-05-15 09:50 pm (UTC)Write more Dean and Becky? I dunno. I'd meant it to be a one-shot, and I don't really have anything planned out at all. I am interested in Becky, but don't know much about her so I wouldn't know what kind of things would happen around her..you know what I mean? (Hopefully)