2011-03-09

[Fic] As Long As I'm Around 2/2

Title: As Long As I'm Around (2/2)
Author: [livejournal.com profile] wallflowerlady 
Rating: PG
Genre/ Pairing: Gen
Characters: Dean, Sam, minor OCs
Wordcount: 7198 (total)
Summary: He couldn't remember what had happened, or why there was so much pain. All he knew was that Dean wasn't there.
Spoilers: None (unless you haven't watched the show at all!)
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Anything Supernatural that you recognise here does not belong to me.

A/N: Set mid-season one, sometime after Scarecrow  (could possibly be viewed as an AU for that ep, although that wasn't really how I intended it).

Part 1

(They talked to him)

Empty Chairs at Empty Tables, 1/1, PG-13, Gen, Season 6

Title: Empty Chairs at Empty Tables
Author: [livejournal.com profile] authoressnebula
Rating: PG-13
Chapter: 1 of 1
Spoilers: Late Season 6, post 6x14 to be safe.
Disclaimer: I don't even own the prompt on this one.
Summary: It starts in Milton, Wisconsin. People begin to disappear, and only Sam seems to notice. A response to the prompt by the awesome [livejournal.com profile] de_nugis at the [livejournal.com profile] ohsam One Year hurt!Sam comment fic prompting.
Wordcount: 2,703

A/N and Warning: This is not my usual fluffy happy fic. Happy ending, sort of. Full prompt by [livejournal.com profile] de_nugis is at the bottom of the story.

No one knows who he's talking about.

~Nebula

[fic]: Thistle and Weeds

Title: Thistle and Weeds
Author: [livejournal.com profile] minviendha
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Supernatural
Word Count: 4034
Summary: AU 5.04. Sam can't get infected. Sam wants to help. Meanwhile, Dean worries.
Warnings: Results of violence, language. Angst, should I warn for that?
Notes: Because there are never enough post-apocalyptic AUs. Ever. ...I stole this prompt from somewhere I can't remember. If anyone happens to know, feel free to tell me.

“Famous last words,” muttered Dean, and Sam gave him one of those twisted sideways smiles that were the closest to dimples that he got these days and said, “Aren’t they all, now?”