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Fics written to my iTunes on shuffle. Angstier than I intended, but ohwell.
The Undeveloped Story – anberlin
He moves forward, into college life. It's insanity of a different kind.
He switches salt and cats eyes for pens, pencils, notepads.
Guns for textbooks and coffee.
Survival instincts in the wild for survival instincts of people.
It's a different form of chaos, the life of a student, but one he can navigate far better.
Come to Me – Björk
He crawls into Dean's arms, late at night. Daddy doesn't know, he's gone again.
Dean lifts the covers and lets Sam curl into his side. He holds his brother and tells him stories of the two brothers, one named Dean and the other Sammy, and they had adventures in a black ship named Impala and their Dad, well, he was even cooler.
Sam loves his brother, loves him more than he loves Daddy.
It worries him, a little bit.
But then Dean smiles and calls him dope! when Daddy doesn't want to play and he doesn't mind so much.
Highway (Under Construction) – Gorillaz
He drives along the winding road, towards bright sunlight and beaches and babes.
He drives towards a lanky brother and his dream of apple pie and white picket fences and somehow, he smiles.
He smiles if only because of Sam and the possibility of him saying yeah, I'll come home.
There's More to Life than This – Björk
Jessica laughs and moves back to the party, beer in hand. Sam suddenly feels as if he's in one of those small towns again.
It's a smoky bar, not a college hangout. There are no Halloween decorations, but Led Zep or maybe some hokey country guy is wailing over the speakers. Dean's playing darts and he's perched on a stool, looking up some litte myth. Dad comes back with greasy fries and it's them, their little dysfunctional family.
"Where you going?" shouts Jess over the music.
"Home," he replies, but it's not home, not really.
Eastern Path – Vangelis
He doesn't go west.
Never goes past Nevada, not for one, two, three years. Otherwise, he knows, he knows, he'll move past the hunt, go on and on until he reaches ocean air and Sammy.
He doesn't go west, just keeps his car going northsoutheast and lets others take up the hunt for him.
Dean just doesn't have the guts.
I'll write some more when my brain isn't cooperating.