I admit this is inspired by the disasters yesterday across the U.S., which are very serious and horrible and I don't mean to trivialize at all. I hope no one's offended by me using it as a prompt.
Preseries, Sam about 11 or 12. The Winchesters are staying somewhere in the open Midwest, prime tornado country, in some terrible clapboard house that wouldn't stand up in heavy winds, let alone a real tornado. John's only supposed to be gone a couple nights, and of course that's when the tornado sirens go off. At first Dean scoffs, but Sam's turned on the radio and after listening to the urgent warnings and also all their neighbors clearing out - maybe a police officer going down their street (which are all flimsy low-income houses for rent), warning them they need to evacuate, telling them to head to a nearby sturdy...school gymnasium or warehouse or something. Then Dean packs their duffels and pulls Sam along with the rest of the crowd, and they stay out the night in the sturdy place, listening to the wind and things smashing outside. Sam isn't really scared now (though he might have been earlier, before Dean was taking it seriously), but Dean has his arm around him tight the whole time, especially with so many strangers packed so close around. They probably lose power at some point, too.
Then in the morning, when they finally deem it safe, the boys go back to find their house flattened. Ripped apart, nothing left but the foundation and maybe the toilet, traces of plumbing. And there's chaos, people frantic, maybe some rescue workers urgently asking where their father is and Dean has to make something up, but they don't know where to go to wait for John to return. They end up back at the relief station, which is probably in a gymnasium, full of cots and emergency supplies, and that's where John finally finds them.
I'd like for John to be less of a bastard in this fic - as soon as he heard about the tornadoes, he turned around, but he had trouble getting back because of the trees and power lines down over the roads, the National Guard in the way. There should be a fairly heartwarming reunion scene, John shouting for them across the crowded gymnasium and rather fierce clutching-hugs when he reaches them. And then Dean asking anxiously if the Impala is okay.
Uh, making this about Sam again: he doesn't freak out, he's fairly strong and keeps it together, but nevertheless it's pretty unsettling when the place you'd been living in (even if only for a couple days) is completely demolished and Dean's only 15/16 and you don't know how your dad's going to find you, and meanwhile everything else around them is completely torn up, people missing and bleeding and dead. So he is kinda scared, and I think during/after the tornado, he gets very very quiet. Hardly talks at all and keeps very close to Dean, who isn't about to let go of him either, afraid to lose him. I'm a sucker for clinging. :)
*deep breath* Sorry for the long-winded prompt; it's not strict, you can write all or part of it, adjusts things as they strike you.
Tornado hurt/comfort
Preseries, Sam about 11 or 12. The Winchesters are staying somewhere in the open Midwest, prime tornado country, in some terrible clapboard house that wouldn't stand up in heavy winds, let alone a real tornado. John's only supposed to be gone a couple nights, and of course that's when the tornado sirens go off. At first Dean scoffs, but Sam's turned on the radio and after listening to the urgent warnings and also all their neighbors clearing out - maybe a police officer going down their street (which are all flimsy low-income houses for rent), warning them they need to evacuate, telling them to head to a nearby sturdy...school gymnasium or warehouse or something. Then Dean packs their duffels and pulls Sam along with the rest of the crowd, and they stay out the night in the sturdy place, listening to the wind and things smashing outside. Sam isn't really scared now (though he might have been earlier, before Dean was taking it seriously), but Dean has his arm around him tight the whole time, especially with so many strangers packed so close around. They probably lose power at some point, too.
Then in the morning, when they finally deem it safe, the boys go back to find their house flattened. Ripped apart, nothing left but the foundation and maybe the toilet, traces of plumbing. And there's chaos, people frantic, maybe some rescue workers urgently asking where their father is and Dean has to make something up, but they don't know where to go to wait for John to return. They end up back at the relief station, which is probably in a gymnasium, full of cots and emergency supplies, and that's where John finally finds them.
I'd like for John to be less of a bastard in this fic - as soon as he heard about the tornadoes, he turned around, but he had trouble getting back because of the trees and power lines down over the roads, the National Guard in the way. There should be a fairly heartwarming reunion scene, John shouting for them across the crowded gymnasium and rather fierce clutching-hugs when he reaches them. And then Dean asking anxiously if the Impala is okay.
Uh, making this about Sam again: he doesn't freak out, he's fairly strong and keeps it together, but nevertheless it's pretty unsettling when the place you'd been living in (even if only for a couple days) is completely demolished and Dean's only 15/16 and you don't know how your dad's going to find you, and meanwhile everything else around them is completely torn up, people missing and bleeding and dead. So he is kinda scared, and I think during/after the tornado, he gets very very quiet. Hardly talks at all and keeps very close to Dean, who isn't about to let go of him either, afraid to lose him. I'm a sucker for clinging. :)
*deep breath* Sorry for the long-winded prompt; it's not strict, you can write all or part of it, adjusts things as they strike you.