Summary: A collection of
snippets, depicting possible scenes either never taking place in
front of a camera, or ideas/thoughts/emotions hard to relay via that
media...
Warning: The tense may vary from piece to piece,
as will the length and POV. Spoilers about for each and every
episode so far released in the USA.
Disclaimer: Nothing
within the Winchesterverse is mine.
COGITATIONS
102:
Wendigo
by Sade Lyrate
The sun rose. He hardly noticed.
After the Wendigo had gotten
Roy, things had been quiet. They'd stayed still, the Collins-siblings
huddled together by the small fire, Dean keeping an eye on the forest
around them. Sam on the emptiness, the thoughts within.
More than a week, and he felt numb. Some emotions flickered occasionally in the edges, but inside, he was empty and just numb. Guilty.
But...he couldn't bear to think for others to suffer as he did, not if he could help prevent it.
Idle, his fingers found the rosary trapped in the spine of the journal. Unbidden, familiar words from childhood, teens, drifted through his mind. Pater noster, qui es in caelis. Long digits caressed a decade worth of beads. Sanctificetur nomen tuum. The recitating voice in his head was calm and collected and even. Adveniat regnum tuum. Everything he wasn't. Fiat voluntas tua, Sicut in caelo et in terra. His heart hardly in it, he couldn't even figure out who he'd be praying for. Panem nostrum quotidianum da nobis hodie. For them to flee the forest alive? Et dimitte nobis debita nostra. For Jessica? Sicut et nos dimittimus debitoribus nostris. For Dad? Et ne nos inducas in tentationem. Maybe for all of them? Sed libera nos a malo. Maybe for none? Amen.
Maybe it didn't matter.