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Title: And May Your Guiding Light Be Strong
Author:
tcs1121
Characters: Sam and Dean
Genre/pairing: Gen. No pairing
Rating: PG-13 for language
Word-count: ~1900
Spoilers: none
Warnings: Yes, just one, but it will spoil the story. I have The Warning at the end so you can scroll down and open it if you must. However, there is no death or violence.
A/N 1: prompt supplied by
mangacrack at
geckoholic s Gecko's Utterly Self-Indulgent (hurt) Dean-Centric Comment Meme. I'm certain it's not what
mangacrack had in mind, but here it is anyway. Enjoy!
A/N 2: The title are lyrics from Rod Stewart's Forever Young.
Disclaimer: These characters were created by Eric Kripke and do not belong to me. No money exchanges hands. All for fun.
Exact Prompt: Dean is 60 (or older) and starting to look like it. While Sam is dead, gone or just looking young.
Summary:
"Well, we all can't be forever thirty-three like you, now, can we?" Dean wasn't bitter. He liked that Sam hadn't aged a day in twenty-three years.
~~*~~*~~
Let me help you up there, old man.
.
.
Author:
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Characters: Sam and Dean
Genre/pairing: Gen. No pairing
Rating: PG-13 for language
Word-count: ~1900
Spoilers: none
Warnings: Yes, just one, but it will spoil the story. I have The Warning at the end so you can scroll down and open it if you must. However, there is no death or violence.
A/N 1: prompt supplied by
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A/N 2: The title are lyrics from Rod Stewart's Forever Young.
Disclaimer: These characters were created by Eric Kripke and do not belong to me. No money exchanges hands. All for fun.
Exact Prompt: Dean is 60 (or older) and starting to look like it. While Sam is dead, gone or just looking young.
Summary:
"Well, we all can't be forever thirty-three like you, now, can we?" Dean wasn't bitter. He liked that Sam hadn't aged a day in twenty-three years.
~~*~~*~~
Let me help you up there, old man.
.
.