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hoodie_timeTitle: The Tune Your Bones Play (as you keep going)
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Rating: PG
Warning: character death
Characters: Sam & Dean
Word count: 1,100
Summary: In 2063, Sam sits at Dean's bedside and thinks about the decades that have gone by, the things that have changed and the things that have stayed the same.
Notes: This was written for the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
hoodie_time tags challenge, prompt: pneumonia. The title is from Mark Strand's poem "Lines for Winter".
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( Sometimes Sam misses the days when he could at least pretend to understand what was going on in a hospital room, when he could steal a white coat and a badge, when he could smile and bluff his way through anything. )
Author:
embroideramaRating: PG
Warning: character death
Characters: Sam & Dean
Word count: 1,100
Summary: In 2063, Sam sits at Dean's bedside and thinks about the decades that have gone by, the things that have changed and the things that have stayed the same.
Notes: This was written for the
hoodie_time tags challenge, prompt: pneumonia. The title is from Mark Strand's poem "Lines for Winter".~~~
( Sometimes Sam misses the days when he could at least pretend to understand what was going on in a hospital room, when he could steal a white coat and a badge, when he could smile and bluff his way through anything. )
