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19 February 2010 @ 06:14 pm
Supernatural Fic: The Gospel According to Dean  
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Title: The Gospel According to Dean
Pairing/Characters: Dean, Sam, Chuck
Rating: PG13
Spoilers: 1x01-5x09
Summary: A reading from the Book of Samuel 1:8
Notes/Warnings: Read the disclaimer on my LJ

Part the First
In which Sam is horribly murdered in his sleep

Book of Samuel 1:8

And he cried out to the demon saying why me, why are you doing this
The demon gave no reply
It lifted its hand and did plunge it into Samuel’s breast, ripping out his still beating heart


Sam woke with a start, gasping, tangled in sweat soaked motel sheets.

Dean stood in the bathroom doorway, a cloud of steam around him, toweling off his wet hair as he stared at his brother.

“Dude, what was that all about?”

Sam appeared shaken, but tried to dismiss it. “Nothing.” At Dean’s ‘I’m your brother, don’t feed me that nothing shit’ expression he shook his head. “Just a nightmare. That’s all.”

“Not one of your crazy ass visions then?” Dean asked. “Cause things have been slow around here. We could sure use some action,” he tossed out sarcastically.

Sam scrubbed his face with his hands as Dean changed into a pair of jeans.

“Sorry to disappoint you, but it was just my own grisly death.”

Dean froze, his t-shirt on only halfway.

“You sure it wasn’t a vision?” he asked, trying to keep his voice even as he finished dressing. He was turned away from Sam and used the pretext of putting on his shoes and socks to avoid facing his brother.

“Yeah, the lack of a skull splitting headache was a good clue. That and visions tend to happen when I’m awake.”

“Point taken,” Dean said with a shrug that attempted at casual. He relaxed slightly and let out a breath. “Diner’s got an all you can eat pancake breakfast until 9AM, so get your sorry ass in the shower or we’ll miss it.”

Dean tossed his wet towel at Sam’s head and frowned when he didn’t deflect it in time.
“You better have left me some hot water,” Sam grumbled as he stumbled out of bed.

“Now why would I do a thing like that?” Dean teased. He easily dodged the rolled up towel thrown at him, but as soon as the bathroom door closed behind Sam his playful grin vanished.

He pulled some folded papers from his wallet, a few sheets torn from a pad in one of the better motels they’d stayed at, wrote down the date and added a line on the bottom of the third page.

“Another death omen – nightmare of own death.”

He put the papers away and sat on the bed in silence for a moment.

Their father’s journal taught him to look for signs.

This was a sign and not the first.

The journal just didn’t tell him what to do about them.


"So what do you think?"

Dean stood over where Chuck was examining the partial manuscript Dean had printed out at the local Qwik-E-Print shop to show him.

"Honestly?" Chuck looked up at him. "Not a chance."

"Seriously?" Dean scowled. "It can't be that bad! I even made parts of it all biblical-like with all the thou shalt crap!"

"Dude…" Chuck fixed him in his gaze, an apologetic smirk on his face. "Becky's fan fic is better than this." He patted Dean consolingly on the shoulder as he rose. "Stick to your day job hunting monsters and leave the writing to the professionals."

Emma DeMarais: BlueEyeemmademarais on February 20th, 2010 02:14 am (UTC)
Nothing to see here, just keep moving...

This was one of my disastrous experiments back in early 2007. I started it, realized it was a mess and put it aside. I finally figured out an exit strategy this year which was essentially cut if off fast and treat it almost as a crack/humor fic with the Chuck ending. Whether it works or not, I'm just glad it's off my partial list.

I confess I'm posting this on a Friday night in hopes that few people will read it. To anyone who does? Trust me, I write much better SPN fic than this.

Like I said, nothing to see here, just keep moving...


Emma DeMarais
t_vo0810t_vo0810 on February 20th, 2010 04:21 am (UTC)
I had to drive-by comment you cause 1) i don't think it's near as bad as you think it is (c'mon! dean writing fanfic? very giggle worthy!) but i know you do a hellavu lot better work so i understand the sentiment of your confession and 2) i love that you respect yourself, your muse, and your fic that you went ahead and finished and posted it. Once upon a time, I would have just deleted a fic I was this unhappy with so I think you deserve applause for setting the example of working the fic, posting it, and moving forward rather than disrespecting your muse. :D
Karen: primeval lester smugbyrons_brain on February 20th, 2010 10:01 am (UTC)
LOL, too sweet!

::dreams of Winchester showers::
blubird_pie: team free willblubird_pie on February 20th, 2010 06:48 pm (UTC)
Fffft, this is great, I don't know what you're talking about. I mean, I'll take your word for it that you can write better, but I kind of love how the fic takes a sharp turn for the cracky. It reminds me of Show! Though usually I guess their turns are from crack to angst, rather than the other way around. All the same, I can totally see Dean trying to make lemonade out of lemons like this, and the part where he notes that the journal (/his father) taught him how to look for signs but not what to DO with them struck me as a nice comment on the Dean-John relationship.

So yes, I say thumbs up; I'm glad that this made it off your partial list too ;)
Emma DeMaraisemmademarais on February 20th, 2010 10:41 pm (UTC)
Thank you!

I tend to be hard on myself when it comes to writing. This pieced doesn't suck as much as it veered so far from what I'd intended/hoped for it that it left me feeling intensely dissatisfied with it - a feeling I couldn't recover from even after it was reasonably finished.

But thank you for giving it a try! /offers you a plate of brownies/ I really appreciated and enjoyed your thoughtful commentary and hope you'll come back to give more of my SPN fic a try in the future.
tkdbbelt on February 21st, 2010 01:09 pm (UTC)
Not your best? I'll probably have to agree with that... But even your so so fics are very entertaining. ;-)