[Fic Rec] Dim Spirit by anon (spn_summergen)

[kalliel]

Oh hoooooodie-time~ Show of hands, who's been keeping up with spn_summergen? :D Okay, not gonna lie, this summer has been fairly light on the Dean H/C, which fills me with possibly more anguish than you could imagine. Well, actually, likely not, since you're all probably in the same boat. :P

WELL.

HERE IS ~20,000 WORDS of Dean H/C, all pretty and shining brightly just for us!

Title: Dim Spirit by anon (spn_summergen)
Genre: gen, pre-series (teenage Winchesters)
Rating: R
Characters: Dean, Sam,
Word Count: 19,728
Warnings: language (always the language)
Spoilers: N/A
Summary/prompt: Teenaged Dean comes down with a wicked case of labyrinthitis while Dad is off on a hunt. Dean and Sam are on their own in a cabin in the woods, and even though Sam is twelve years old and can mostly manage things on his own, it's still up to Dean to take care of him. Except, of course, now Dean can't even stand up, let alone do what he needs to, and Dad isn't responding to his pager. I think there's a fair bit of Dean looking out for Sam and both boys looking out for one another, but there's some bad-ass midget Sam near the end, this much I promise.

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A Stranger's Assistance

[drcarpediem.livejournal.com]

Title: A Stranger's Assistance
Author: drcarpediem
Characters: Dean Winchester, Lisa Braden, Ben Braden, OFC
Genre/pairing: Gen.
Rating: All ages. Maybe Teen for violence.
Word-count:3,010
Spoilers: Very Light Season Five Finale
Warnings: None
Summary: Season 6 AU- Sam never comes back and Dean is still living with Lisa and Ben when something tragic happens. Dean is going to need help from a stranger if he is going to make it through.
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own Supernatural or any of it's characters.

A Stranger's Assistance
Chapter 1
"Finally. I am finally done with my rounds at the hospital." thought young Dr. Brooklyn Street as she was driving home from work. Being a physician in the Emergency Room of Cicero General Hospital was draining. She was just out of medical school with an optimistic attitude but was quickly getting drained by the intense work of the E.R.. It was 10:00 p.m. and Dr. Street was finally off. The drive to her house was thirty minutes so she was driving a little faster than the speed limit. She was cruising along the highway in her blue Porsche when she heard a sickening crunch. She slowly glanced over and saw a twisted silver Honda CR-V, headlights smashed in and front totaled. However, the condition of the silver car was nothing compared to the one it crashed into. The car was a black 1967 Chevy Impala. The Chevy was flipped on it's hood and the driver's side was completely smashed. Dr. Street immediately pulled over to investigate and dialed 911. ( Read more... )