Finn One-shots all put together. Or if you want, read them as a story. Rated M for safety. Hinted ChrisxPiers

Captain Wesker of the yet unnamed new Raccoon City Police squad is finishing up his recruitment drive and has one candidate left to visit, but this particular candidate is the farthest thing from an ideal candidate.

The Winter Soldier is having an identity crisis. He knows Steve Rogers holds the answers, but something is keeping him from directly approaching this man he was assigned to kill. So he watches and waits until he is caught off guard by Rogers himself. *Captain America: The Winter Soldier spoilers*

Dean didn't think twice before calling Sam for help... of course he didn't... he didn't doubt his brother now, did he? Tag to 9.13 The Purge

This is an old dream. And then it isn't. Mirror fic of "A Sinner in the Hands of an Angry God."

Things are going well. Future-fic.

Bobby had always loved Sam like a son, even if the last fews years have made it hard for him to remember that. Spoilers for 7.01. hurt!Sam, caring!Bobby

Fifth in the Beneath the Trees 'verse. Sam doesn't do Stanford. No one is happy.

So many times it hasn't been Sam. He's not falling for it this time.

Fourth in the Beneath the Trees 'verse. Sam doesn't do Stanford AU.

The real world doesn't know Sam, and Sam doesn't know the real world. AU post 6.14.

In the years before he says 'yes' to Lucifer, Sam keeps in touch with Dean.

Dean and vengeance, co-starring Roy, Walt, and a very dead Sam.

Beneath the Trees-verse, part the third. Sam doesn't go to Stanford. Things change. Maybe.

Continuation-thing of Beneath the Trees, Where Nobody Sees, a Sam-doesn't-do-Stanford AU.

AU. When Sam gets out of the cage, decades have passed, and all that is left are fractured pieces and memory and one name.

Hunting wears you down. A Sam-doesn't-go-to-Stanford AU.

5.13 coda. Sam and Castiel talk. Awkwardly.

Haste and escape for your lives, look not behind you, escape to the mountain, lest you be consumed. Sam's hurting. Season 5.

On the way out, there are things that need to be said. Future-fic, vaguely.

One split second decision, giving himself up--he can save them this way, and it’s a redemption so powerful that he wants to cry and laugh as he bleeds out on the floor.

He really hated them. He hated rainy nights as lonely as this one. He hated them even more now he had lost Vergil. @ ONE-SHOT @ POST-DMC3 @

An AU where Sam never went to Stanford.