Fic: Hold Tomorrow Tightly

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Title: Hold Tomorrow Tightly (or, still more scenes from an alternate universe where Sam stole the Winchester boys in 1987)
Rating: PG-13
Words: 2,729
Spoilers: None really, AU.
Warnings: Vague reference to child abuse/neglect.
Summary: More of the Reverse Engineering universe. Sam contemplates time, history, and parenthood.
Neurotic author's notes: Pure, unadulterated cuddly fluff, because I've had a horrible few weeks and because classiczeppelin is a cool chick. Title comes from Neal A. Maxwell: "You rock a sobbing child without wondering if today's world is passing you by, because you know you hold tomorrow tightly in your arms." Cut text comes from my favorite speech from my favorite play (Arcadia) by my (second) favorite playwright (Tom Stoppard).

We shed as we pick up, like travellers who must carry everything in their arms, and what we let fall will be picked up by those behind. The procession is very long and life is very short. We die on the march. But there is nothing outside the march so nothing can be lost to it.