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11 April 2009 @ 09:10 pm
Hurt/Comfort-Meme  
A while ago, I promised you a comment-fic-meme as soon as we reached 100 members. And here it is!

Teh Rulez
01. Comment to this post with your prompt and desired pairing(s). Be as specific or unspecific as you like.
For example: "Sam, Dean (gen): hypothermia" or "Jared/Jensen: Jared gets hurt on set, Rating: at least R" or "Dean/Castiel: Castiel comforts Dean after a nightmare"
If you are unsure about a certain pairing or prompt, please go to our profile and read the general rules or ask in our FAQs
02. Post as many prompts as you like - but one prompt per comment only, please!
03. If you find a prompt that strikes your fancy, jump in and write some comment fic for the prompt poster
04. More than one comment fic response to a prompt is absolutely acceptable. (There is no such thing as too much hurt/comfort!)
05. Tell your friends to tell their friends to come and join the fun, add a prompt, write a fic and leave some love for the authors! ^___^
06. Play nice - no flames, no bashing is allowed here! If I see a rude comment to a prompt or a fic repsonse, I'll delete it without further warning.
07. Please no spam-comments and please don't ask questions about the meme here - use the FAQs-post. =)

And most important of all: Have lots of fun - make them bleed, make them cry, make them argue and most of all: let them hug and cuddle to make it all better! ;)


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Masterlist of fics:
lissa_ann : [Dean, Sam (gen): Teen!Sam gets roofied, big brother Dean to the rescue]
shadowofcastiel : [Dean/Castiel (slash, PG-13): Castiel hugs an agitated, distressed Dean]
9_of_clubs : [Dean/Castiel. Castiel gets punished for bending the rules to help Dean]
sinnerforhire : [Sam, Dean: Chickenpox]
authoressnebula : [Sam, Dean (gen), Post 4.18, Sam falls apart and tries to kill himself because of the events of the last few months]
tahirire : [Sam, Dean (gen): Teen!Sam spends some time at a camp while Dean and John are on a hunting trip. One night, exhausted!hurt!Dean sneaks into the camp to check on his little brother]
indigominstrels :  [JDM/Jensen/Jared: Jensen gets a very bad news from his family and won't eat for days. Jared and JDM get worried and don't want Jensen to be sick on top of it all]
persuna : [Gen. Sam gets hurt trying to save one of the seals. Protective!Dean and protective!Castiel]
blualbino : [Dean/Fallen!Castiel: Castiel gets his first dose of human illness and Dean has to take care of him]
maychorian : [Dean, Castiel (gen) - Little!Dean gets hurt somehow and his "guardian angel" Castiel comforts him]
blualbino [Sam, Dean (gen): After 4.18 TMATEOTS Dean reads Chuck's Mystery Spot book and finally gets the full story]
tahirire : [Sam, Pamela: AU of 4.01 or other S4 episode. Pamela can see Sam's strife and comforts Sam.]
charlie_d_blue : [Gen: A demon has a grudge against Castiel (maybe for his role in getting Dean saved, or in killing Alistair). Sam and Dean arrive in time to save their angel, but there's repair & comfort needed, of course]
sinnerforhire : [Dean, Sam (gen) - Dean gets hurt (breaks leg) and Sam has to carry him, much to Dean's dismay]
Anonymous
: [Sam, Dean (gen): Post BUaBS. Sam wakes up, middle of the road, middle of the night, middle of nowhere. Dean's run the tank bone dry]
atimi : [Jared/Jensen: Jensen + sunstroke + worried!Jared]
schwarze_elster : [Sam, Dean (gen): Dean falls down a hole in a cemetery. Sammy helps his big brother]
fhionnuiscetine :   [Sam (gen): what happened to Sam while Dean was in hell]
violet_eyes : [J2: Somehow the boys end up in the middle of a bank robbery and being taken hostage. Jared gets shot. Lots of angst ensues]
autumn_lilacs : [Bobby, Dean, gen. In early Season 2, the Impala is still in terrible shape. The car, she is hurt. The car, she needs comfort. Dean and Bobby provide]
rei17 :   [Dean, Sam (gen) - Dean gets hurt (breaks leg?) and Sam has to carry him, much to Dean's dismay]
parislove27 : [Sam, Dean (gen) - Dean passes out of the wheel of the Impala]
i_speak_tongue : [Dean, Sam (Gen): Dean saves a cat from a flooded storm water drain. Gets cold, wet and scratched up for his troubles; Sam tries not to laugh whilst patching him up]
hope_calaris : [Sam, Dean (gen): One of the guys has a health scare, the other worries and comforts]
ginzai :  [Sam, Dean, Bobby (gen): Bobby is severely injured helping the boys, the boys have to figure out how to save him for once. Bonus points for extremely protective boys]
blualbino :  [J2 or Sam, Dean: During workout/sports/training/messing around one of the boys accidentally hurts the other.]
blueeyedliz : [Jared/Jensen: Jared gets attacked by a stranger and Jensen finds him afterwards]
fhionnuiscetine : [Sam experiences extreme emotional distress after discovering that their fangirls think he's a necropheliac. Dean confronts this problem with his Righteous Brotherly Rage(TM)]
tahirire : [Sam, Dean (gen) - Sam comforts Dean for a change, making sure he knows he's worth it]
tripoli : [Sam (gen): what happened to Sam while Dean was in hell]
ginzai : [Dean, John (gen): Stanford-era, Sam is gone and Dean sleeps too little and eats too little and John doesn't realize how much he suffers until Dean gets sick/hurt]
tahirire : [Sam, Dean (gen): Unhinged, tied up Sam with a side order of badass protective Dean please]
i_speak_tongue : [Sam, Dean, John (Gen): Dean stops eating for days on end for reasons unknown and Sam has to get his big bro to eat again]
tir_synni :  [J2: Jensen gets bitten by a (poisonous) snake, location unimportant. Jared to the rescue!]
maychorian : [Wee!Dean, John, Mary: Dean vs Wasps]
blualbino : [Dean/Fallen!Castiel: Castiel gets his first dose of human illness and Dean has to take care of him]
blue_icy_rose : [Sam and Dean (Gen) - Season 4. The boys wind up in trouble on a case (doesn't matter how). Sam saves Dean at the cost of his own chance to get away, and winds up in danger. Dean comes to the rescue]
tahirire : [Sam, Dean (gen): Sam and Dean get accidentally trapped somewhere (on set or during a hunt) and one of the guys freaks out and gets a panic attack]
hope_calaris : [Sam (gen): what happened to Sam while Dean was in hell]
a_starfish : [Sam and Dean or Sam/Dean, immediately pre-Stanford. Dean can't really take this. He's falling apart thinking about what's about to happen to his family. Enter Sam]
sinnerforhire : [Sam, Dean, Jess: Sam as a modern Cassandra--sane or insane, real or imagined.]
maychorian : [Stanford era Dean and Bobby, gen. Dean gets injured (I ain't particular on this) and Bobby's the one who has to patch him up]
fhionnuiscetine : [S1, please, with Sam cleaning Dean up and badgering him about the scars received while he was at Stanford?]
blualbino : [Sam and Dean or Sam/Dean. Sam's first attempt at losing his virginity (to either gender) goes drastically wrong. Dean makes it better]
woodsbaile_02 : [Jared/Jensen: Jensen + sunstroke + worried!Jared] [Part 2], [Part 3], [Part 4]
blueeyedliz : [J2: Jared suffers from a chronic illness (asthma, diabetes ... ). Worried!Jensen ensues]
tahirire : [Sam, Dean(gen): Set sometime in season four. Sam has a fever and Dean is taking care of him. Sam also tells his brother he thinks Dean doesn't love him anymore, and Dean convinces him otherwise]
tir_synni : [Kripke, Jensen (gen): sick!Jensen and worried!Kripke, who gives top priority to his star's well-being.]
tir_synni : [Dean, John(gen): Both Dean and his father are injured on a hunt, and Dean tends to the other first and neglects his own wounds, causing complications later]
roque_clasique : [Sam, Dean - Sam gets a bad haircut. Dean to the rescue. Sam only ever lets Dean cut his hair from then on]
roque_clasique : [Sam, Dean (gen): Post BUaBS. Sam wakes up, middle of the road, middle of the night, middle of nowhere. Dean's run the tank bone dry]
roque_clasique : [John,Dean,Sam(Gen):Dean hurts his shoulder]
Anonymous: [Sam, Dean(gen): A curse stops Sam from sleeping, ever.]
embroiderama : [Sam/Jess: Sam gets hurt at Stanford for some reason when he's with his friends, far from a doctor, and he stitches himself up/sets his own bones, and his friends are all WOAH SAM HOW'D YOU GET SO BADASS and he's all *SHRUG*]
roque_clasique :  [Dean, Sam (gen or wincest): Set in S2, Sam passes out during a vision]
rosestoo : [Sam and Dean (Gen). A curse stops Sam from sleeping, ever]
maychorian : [Sam, Dean (Gen) Dean goes missing during a hunt, Sam find him days later dazed and confused]
roque_clasique : [Jensen, Jared (Gen) : Jensen takes Jared's dogs for a walk, and Harley/Sadie gets attacked by another dog. Jensen gets bitten pulling them apart. Jared yells at him for doing something so stupid, but is also super grateful to him for saving his dog]
sexynarwhal : [Dean, Sam (gen): Dean is de-aged and for some reason they can't change him back for awhile. Meanwhile a nasty gets wind of Dean's vulnerability, and he is kidnapped and moderately mistreated + PTSD!Dean]
i_speak_tongue : [Sam, Dean (gen): Dean gets sick during a hunt but keeps insisting he is fine. Only he is ... not]
roque_clasique : [Dean, Sam (gen): Dean on strong painkillers gets loopy and clingy, telling the nurses how much he loves his brother and not wanting Sammy to ever leave him, stuff like that - and yes, Sam is totally allowed to make fun of him afterwards]
cream_fudge : [Dean, Sam, gen, S1-4: Dean hurts his hands or his arms and can't use them and Sam has to feed him and shave him and tuck him in and tie his sneakers and button up his little flannel shirts]
sinnerforhire : [Dean, Sam, John (gen): Dean is hiding that a lingering cold has turned into pneumonia to go on a hunt in the middle of a howling storm]
tcs1121 : [Dean can sense the tension in the months before Sam leaves for Stanford, and he starts smoking heavily. Heh. Sam tries to get him to quit]
maychorian : [Teen!chesters -- Dean is badly injured on a hunt (broken leg/s a huge bonus) but still has to go to high school 'cause he's a senior and needs to graduate, and Sam keeps an eye out for him...]
uhzoomzip : [Jensen/jared - Jensen has appendicitis and collapses in the middle of a scene]
july_july_july : [Dean, John (gen): Teen!Dean is allowed to accompany John and another hunter on a hunt. The hunter keeps putting Dean down. In the end he is careless and does something stupid, so Dean gets hurt himself while protecting him. Featuring angry!scary!badass!John who rips the hunter a new one for putting his sons life in danger]
rei17 :  [Sam, Dean (gen): Narcoleptic!Dean], [Part 2+3]
momentine : [Teen!Dean drops acid (accidentally or on purpose) and has a bad trip, and Sammy has to talk him down off the roof of their house/apartment...]
hope_calaris : [J2: First time is a disaster (every possible accident is fine but nothing remotely non-con or dub-con, please!)]
deluweil : [J2: Jared realizes something's wrong with Jensen when Harley and Sadie wake him up in the middle of the night ...]
Maxine: [J2- in the middle of a scene jensen is stabbed in the stomach with a real knife instead of a prop]             
a_starfish : [Erratically driving the impala crazy/concussed Sam, with pursuing in another car Dean]
roque_clasique : [Teen!Dean drops acid (accidentally or on purpose) and has a bad trip, and Sammy has to talk him down off the roof of their house/apartment...]
iniq : [Stanford era Dean and Bobby, gen. Dean gets injured (I ain't particular on this) and Bobby's the one who has to patch him up], [Part 2 (slash!) ]
sinnerforhire : [Sam, Dean (gen) - Dean has a seizure]
july_july_july : [Sam/Jess. Sam gets homesick at Stanford. He can't tell Jess any details, but he's hurt and she's comforting]
ariadnes_string : [J2: Jared is off doing promo work for Friday the 13th while Jensen stays behind to film. Extra long days and no Jared means no sleep for Jensen and he gets sick]
Anonymous: [Sam, Dean (Gen or Wincest) - S4. Sam starts to sleep way more than usual. Cue worried Dean]
audleyssecret : [J2: Jensen has a very strong headache while filming a scene of Supernatural. He almost faints so the Director tells him to go take a nap in his trailer. Jared takes care of him]
july_july_july : [Dean, Sam, John (gen): Dean is hiding that a lingering cold has turned into pneumonia to go on a hunt (possibly following Sam and/or John without them knowing?) in the middle of a howling storm]
bellatemple : [Narcoleptic!Dean], [Part 2], [Part 3], [Part 4]
lissa_ann :   [Sam, Dean (gen): Post 4.18, Sam falls apart and tries to kill himself because of the events of the last few months. He doesn't want to go darkside, and believes he will because of Dean's comment about it], [Part 2], [Part 3]
sinnerforhire : [J2: Jensen's in a car accident. Jared tries to make him feel better]
saberivojo : [Sam, Dean (gen): Teen!Sam spends some time at a camp while Dean and John are on a hunting trip. One night, exhausted!hungry!(maybe even hurt)Dean sneaks into the camp to check on his little brother], [Part 2], [Part 3]
july_july_july : [Dean, Sam, Castiel; PTSD!Castiel or traumatized!Castiel, maybe as a result of torture, rape, I dunno. Taken in and cared for]
saralikeme : [RPS - Jared or Jensen gets a bad stomach bug and tries to keep it a secret so shooting doesn't get delayed]
tir_synni : [Dean, Sam, John: AU after first season's car crash. The YED is dead, John didn't make the deal. But after Dean wakes up from the coma he's not the same as before (might be PTSD, physical or mental disabilities or he's in need of constant treatmeant due to some injuries, stuff like that). I'd love to read something where Sam, Dean and John settle down somewhere and try to find a way back into a normal life]
fhionnuiscetine : [Sam, Dean (gen): Set sometime in season four. Sam has a fever and Dean is taking care of him. Sam also tells his brother he thinks Dean doesn't love him anymore, and Dean convinces him otherwise]
dodger_winslow : [Bobby and John, gen. John is injured on a hunt and Bobby knows that he has to get him back to his boys]
fhionnuiscetine : [Sam, Dean, Jess (gen, het): AU (obviously), Jess gets hit on rather aggressively. Protective!Sam&Dean, please]
riverbella : [Dean, Sam, John (gen): Dean loses an eye and has to re-learn hunting stuff with his new, altered depth perception]
embroiderama : [John, Dean, Sam (gen): John gets a call from school, that one of his boys got hurt/passed out during class ...], [Part 2], [Part 3], [Part 4]
maychorian : [Dean, John (gen): Teen!Dean (16-18-ish) is allowed to accompany John and another hunter on a hunt. The hunter keeps putting Dean down. In the end the other dude is careless and does something stupid, so Dean gets hurt himself while protecting him. I really want angry!scary!badass!John who rips the hunter a new one for putting his sons life in danger]
i_speak_tongue : [Dean, Sam, gen, S1-4: Dean hurts his hands or his arms and can't use them and Sam has to feed him and shave him and tuck him in and tie his sneakers and button up his little flannel shirts], [Part 2]. [Part 3]. [Part 4a]. [Part 4b]
Maxine: [Dean is de-aged (physically) but even though his mind is still his, his body is a kid’s and he needs a nap. Sam attempts to convince him of this; Dean is NOT impressed. But in the end he falls asleep on Sam's shoulder anyway]
sinnerforhire : [J2: Feverish Jensen, Nightmare Jensen, Jared comforts him]
ariadnes_string : [Dean, Sam, Castiel (gen): Dean has a fever or a concussion and thinks he's back in hell. Sam and Castiel have to look after him and try and talk him through it]
deluweil : [J2: Jensen and Jared are in a bar to see Chris and Steve on stage, when a fight starts not very far from Jensen and he gets caught in it and gets hurt]
audleyssecret : [J2: Jensen and Jared are in a bar to see Chris and Steve on stage, when a fight starts not very far from Jensen and he gets caught in it and gets hurt]
tir_synni : [Dean, John (gen): Dean loses an eye and has to re-learn hunting stuff with his new, altered depth perception], [Part 2], [Part 3]
Maxine:  [J2:Jensen has a punctured or collapsed lung]
iniq : [J2: Asthmatic!Jensen]
rosestoo : [Sam, Dean (Gen): If your sister or your brother were stumbling on their last mile ~ in a self-inflicted exile]
tripoverhercats : [Dean, Bobby (gen): Pre series : Dean is hunting solo. Sam is at school, not returning his calls, Dad has gone off the grid as well. A big bad gets Dean in the forest, and he knows he is dying -- it's a dangerous gig, but he calls Bobby because he doesn't want to check out alone]
tir_synni : [J2 : Jensen has some kind of ailment that ends up being exacerbated by plane travel. Bring on the in-air hurt/comfort]
woodsbaile_02 : [J2: ared realizes something's wrong with Jensen when Harley and Sadie wake him up in the middle of the night ...], [Part 2], [Part 3], [Part 4]
sg2009: [Dean, Sam (gen): Dean is de-aged and for some reason they can't change him back for awhile. Meanwhile a nasty gets wind of Dean's vulnerability, and he is kidnapped and moderately mistreated, PTSD!Dean]
theditor : [J2: Jensen has an allergic reaction to something on set & goes into anaphylactic shock & almost dies in Jared's arms]
faye_dartmouth : [Sam, John, Pastor Jim (gen): Ten-year-old Sammy wakes up in the backseat of the Impala to find the car in the ditch; John trapped, bloody and out-of-his-head-confused in the front seat; and the passenger door hanging open with Dean nowhere to be found]
no_apologies_86 : [Sam, Dean (gen): After 4.18 TMATEOTS Dean reads Chuck's Mystery Spot book and finally gets the full story. Because it's never too late for surprise!Mystery Spot codas], [Part 2]
tir_synni : [Sam, Dean (gen) : Weechesters. A training session ends badly when Sam gets hurt trying to meet John's expectations]
geminigrl11 : [Dean, Sam, Castiel (gen): Apocalypse/War timeframe. Dean and Sam have been separated (by choice, Angelic intervention, what-have-you) for weeks when Dean, seemingly randomly, finds Sam in an abandoned church, bloody and half-insane from trauma]
rei17 : [Sam, Dean (gen): girl!Dean, Sam Sam's sister gets hurt and it's the first time he realizes just how fragile his sister really is]
Anonymous: [Sam, Dean (gen):Weechesters - Sam is poisoned by a bite he receives from a supernatural creature during a hunt. Dean to the rescue]    
katriel1987 : [Sam, Dean (gen): Exhausted-to-the-point-of collapse Dean]
uhzoomzip : [Dean, Sam, post 4.16: Dean’s in the hospital and not getting better as fast as he should be due to medical complications/a way overdue emotional breakdown/whatever, and Sam is kind of scarily protective of him and intimidates all the staff/pretty angels]
roque_clasique : [Dean, John, (gen): Dean in traction. Multiple broken bones. Surgery. Weird scary external fixators]
mad_server : [Sam, Dean (gen): Dean is sick and wears one of Sam's hoodies]
a_starfish : [Sam, Bobby, Dean (gen): Sam's S4 powers make him ill]
selene_13 : [Sam, Dean (gen): Sam and Dean are in a car accident and Dean is more worried about the damage to the car than the damage to himself, even though he's actually quite badly hurt]
kiscinca : [Sam, Dean (gen): S4, dealing with Sam's drinking whilst Dean was gone], [Part 2], [Part 3], [Part 4]
Maxine:  [Dean, Sam, Bobby (gen): I need a story where Dean has been de-aged (physically &mentally).Sam takes him to Bobby's & they both look after the little guy until they can get big Dean back]
iniq : [J2: For some reason, Jared thinks Jensen did something and is mad at him/ yells at him. Turns out, Jensen didn't do anything, and is pretty hurt Jared could think he'd do something like that . ]
Anonymous: [Sam, Dean, (Gen): S4, Dean has an especially effed up relationship with pain now, Sam finds out/realises]
hope_calaris : [J2: Jensen wet and in Jared's clothes]
tir_synni : [Sam, Dean (gen):  Dean falls in a lake in the middle of winter. Hypothermic!Dean]
tir_synni : [Sam,  Dean (gen)  : Dean gets a pretty nasty scar that cuts across his lips (but it's actually extremely hot and badass he just doesn't realize it) and he's really self-conscious about laughing or smiling or anything to do with his mouth, maybe stops talking or something. Sam comforts him]
saralikeme : [John, Sam (gen): Dean is gone for a few days for some reason and when Sam falls sick, it falls to John to do the things that Dean usually does for his little brother]
woodsbaile_02 : [Chris, Jensen (gen): Jensen gets hit on rather aggressively by a stranger in a bar]
sg2009:  [Sam, Dean (gen): Dean has sneeze syncope (faints for a short time after sneezing)]
mad_server : [Sam, Dean (gen): Due to his "rehymenated" body not coming with all the resistance to things his old body had built up, Dean keeps getting sick]
july_july_july : [Sam, Dean (gen): Dean shows up at Stanford Sam's freshman year with a through-and-through bullet wound in his leg (or somewhere else, if you must), and Sam patches him up as his roommate quietly freaks out]
a_starfish : [Sam, Dean (gen): Dean gets a pretty nasty scar that cuts across his lips (but it's actually extremely hot and badass he just doesn't realize it) and he's really self-conscious about laughing or smiling or anything to do with his mouth, maybe stops talking or something. Sam comforts him]
legoline : [Sam, Dean gen): Dean with a limp]
tir_synni : [Sam, dean (gen): Dean has broken up with his boyfriend and is moping - but doesn't dare tell Sam the real reason in case they freak]
kiscinca : [Sam, Dean (gen): Set after "Metamorphosis". Sam has his third cold in two months, and Dean takes care of him]
innocentculprit : [Sam, Dean (gen): Dean has a concussion and a fever and is confused and headachy and tired and sad and sleepy]
Anonymous: [Sam, Dean (AU): Sam is a doctor now,one night Dean shows up at his hospital...] inspired by this graphic (@animotus )
iniq : [Sam, Dean (AU): Sam is a doctor now, one night Dean shows up at the hospital ....] inspired by this graphic (@animotus )
iniq : [J2: Jensen limps and Jared worries]
twasadark : [Sam, Dean (gen): Set sometime in season four. Sam has a fever and Dean is taking care of him]
sinnerforhire : [J2 + Misha: Misha feels like a bit of an outsider when he joins the SPN cast, because Jared and Jensen are so close. He gets hurt on set somehow and finally gets accepted as 'one of the boys']
sinnerforhire : [Jared, Jensen, Misha (RPF) - The three of them are hanging out in the free time, someone starts having heart trouble]
sinnerforhire [J2: One of the boys get sick with the flu and the other takes care of him]
deadmandarcie : [Dean, Castiel (gen) - Little!Dean gets hurt somehow and his "guardian angel" Castiel comforts him.], [Part 2], [Part 3]
weesta : [Jensen, Misha (gen): Jensen and Misha are running lines together when Misha collapses. Worried!Jensen ensues]
deadmandarcie : [Sam and Dean (Gen). A curse stops Sam from sleeping, ever.]
tir_synni : [Sam, Dean (wincesty): Hurt of your choice, but Dean is unconscious or out of it in some way so that Sam has to undress him. Dean is wearing girl panties.]
sinnerforhire : [J2: After some long and exhausting shoots, (bruised/hurty!)Jensen falls asleep on the couch while they're watching a movie together - with an ice pack on his shoulder]
i_speak_tongue : [Sam, Dean (gen): Outsider POV from someone in Dean's junior year ceramics class -- Dean busts one of his arms/shoulder and can't spin the clay on the wheel, so he's stuck making coil pots one-handed. Sam's in the woodworking class down the hall and sometimes he stops by to mock his brother.]



 
 
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Live like you mean it and love til you feel it: Dean John (Father&Son)rei17 on April 11th, 2009 08:44 pm (UTC)
Dean, John (gen): Stanford-era, Sam is gone and Dean sleeps too little and eats too little and John doesn't realize how much he suffers until Dean gets sick/hurt. Gruffy but worried!caring!John would be awesome. ;)
Mad Maudlinginzai on April 14th, 2009 02:55 am (UTC)
Stanford era hurt!Dean and worried!John is one of my favorites :D (Part 1)
Hope you like. :)

In John's defense, Dean went quiet whenever he was hurt. Really quiet. But he also went quiet when he was worried, or upset, or thinking too much, or dreaming of some girl or some car or some gun. Dean went quiet a lot. And Sam, who complained - loudly - when he was hurt or sick or was dreaming of some girl or some car or some school project that had to be left behind, had always been the one to notice that Dean wasn't saying much and to pull him back out of whatever funk he'd embroiled himself in.

And John? John didn't get loud or quiet, either one. John got /pissed off/. It was a character flaw. He wasn't stupid, he knew anger could blind him to anything but his target and what had helped him survive in Vietnam had damn near driven Mary crazy. He knew it wasn't healthy for either of his boys. It probably (definitely) had a large part to do with why Sam had run away.

But the long and short of it was that it was easy to cotton on to things after the fact and almost impossible, especially with Sam gone, to notice them ahead of time. And also in John's defense, he'd raised a hell of a strong son, or Dean had raised himself that way, more rather, because John couldn't look back and think of enough things he'd done right to ensure that Dean turned out the way he had.

Either way, Dean shook off things that would have dropped other men. He walked on broken limbs or cracked ribs, he'd scowled but played off a bout of bronchitis as a mere summer cold that John still wouldn't have found the truth of if Sam hadn't been caught shoplifting Vick's Vapo-Rub and antibiotics. John had seen Dean be burnt or slashed and have the wounds clean up pretty as you please, barely leaving a whisper of a scar behind to mark their existence. His son had fired guns and loaded shot shells while bleeding, had taken down a werewolf once while concussed. Dean wasn't weak and he didn't complain. Not to John, anyway. He'd bitched to Sam when things weren't serious, but John suspected that was because it made Sam feel better.

And anyway, Dean hadn't exactly been saying much of anything since Sam had left, three months back. Not that John had particularly been in the mood for conversation and he knew, he /knew/, that his own attitude had been a bitch to deal with. He knew he'd been more surly than usual, snapping at things even when they were done perfectly, and probably drinking a bit too much. He knew he was pissed off at Sam and the danger Sam was throwing himself into and since he couldn't do shit about either one, he was taking far too much of his frustration out on his older son. He knew all that, objectively.
Mad Maudlinginzai on April 14th, 2009 02:55 am (UTC)
Part 2
So it wasn't exactly surprising that John hadn't noticed when Dean went quietly off food, or when Dean had quietly started to stitch his own cuts shut, or when Dean had apparently stopped sleeping. He /had/ noticed that Dean had stopped offering rejoinders when John razzed him, but Dean's quiet acceptence of whatever critisim John offered, whether seriously or in jest, had nettled him and pissed him off more because it was so far off from Sam's pissy responses or even the easy snark that Dean might have previously offered in turn, all wide grins and honey to go with John's distinct salt and vinegar.

It might have continued like that for months, John's attempt (if he could be honest with himself) to drive away the last piece of Mary he had left before Dean would make up his mind to leave of his own free will. All that happened was that Dean grew more and more silent and John grew more and more frustrated and all the hunts in the world couldn't do enough to ease the low roil of fury and fear that burned in his gut, day in and day out.

It would have continued, John knew, except that Dean eventually took matters into his own hands. Dean being Dean, this meant nothing pretty. Dean didn't do things by half steps, even when he did them completely accidentally. Fate was a mean son of a bitch and never seemed to have a break for anyone named Winchester.

It was November, not too long past the Bad Days and John was still recovering from them. This was the first hunt they'd been on in a couple of weeks and he was hoping it would help get them back on an even keel

The hunt was for a Jenny Greenteeth, a vicious womanshaped creature with snaggled teeth and a yowling sort of cry. It had been hunting children in Lake Winnipesaukee, outside of their normal stomping ground but there wasn't much further from California than the ass end of New England, even if it meant dealing with the frigid nature of a New Hampshire winter.

The air was bitterly cold at night though still warm enough during the day to keep the lake from freezing over. That wouldn't last much longer though and the Jenny would be gone under the ice, free to attack again next year, if they didn't take care of it before winter fully set in.

Dean hadn't wanted to be there. Even as quiet as the boy had gotten, John would have known that without so much as a glance, even under the best of circumstances. It was cold and the mountains and their pine forests were too far off from the warm comfort of the plains, where the Winchesters usually worked. The Yankees that they were helping were a bit stiff, not unwelcoming at all, but set in their ways as only people who'd been in the same town for four hundred years or more can really become.

He'd sent Dean off in their rented dingy, its putt-putt motor barely enough to churn the waves, while John himself kept to the woods on Rattlesnake Island, where most of the sightings had been. He spent his time crawling over rocks and boulders and nearly fell into one of the lake's myraid creeks more than once. The Jenny came out mostly at dusk, the times when its green tinted skin could be best disguised by the red slanting sunset light. It was just past that, making it damned difficult to see, and John swore to himself, ready to write off another wasted night.

He reached into his coat pocket, pretended he couldn't see his breath puffing in the air to avoid noticing how damned cold it was getting, and tugged out the cell phone Sam had given him just a few weeks before he'd left. It was new and shiny and John was reasonably certain it had several features he had no clue how to work or even what it did. Damn thing probably would pop up toast for breakfast if he keyed in the right strokes.

Didn't matter. He just needed to call Dean and arrange a pick up. There weren't many places to catch a drink around (New Hampshirians apparently believed the world ended at eight o'clock, at least in the tiny towns they were near) but John was reasonably confident that he'd cope. If nothing else, government supplied package stores would see him through.
Mad Maudlinginzai on April 14th, 2009 02:56 am (UTC)
Part 3
He dialed Dean's number, waited as the line buzzed and crackled and finally connected. It rang four times, then went to voicemail. Scowling, John hung up and tried again. Same response.

A thin knot of worry began threading itself through his belly, but he refused to acknowledge it. Dean must have left his cell phone back at the car. Or maybe at their cabin. Either way, John would ream him but good for forgetting it; for all that he'd hunted for decades without a phone at his hip, they made the job so much easier and safer that going out without one was asking for trouble.

He edged his way back to the dock, then peered out over the lake, one hand going up to squint over the water. Nothing but the waves lapping softly and the sound of the wind met him. No sounds of a motor running. No splashing of a boat near by.

Shit.

The worry in his stomach began to squirm, writhing over itself. Much harder to ignore that way. Damned inconvenient.

He tried the phone again, more for something to do than out of any belief that it would work, which went to figure because that time Dean picked up after the third ring.

"Dad?"

"Dean? Where the hell are you? Why didn't you pick up the damned phone?" The words were harder than he'd have liked, the tone angrier, but dammit, Dean /knew/ better. He knew better than to fuck around like that. He could count on Dean, always had been able to.

"Dad?" This time he caught the undertone to his oldest son's voice. Dean didn't sound good. His voice was breathy, the word more exhaled than actually spoken.

"Son, where are you?" He still couldn't shake the edge from his voice, but Dean seemed to respond to it well enough, voice sharpening a bit when he responded.

"North of the island, about a quarter mile out. I got it, Dad."

"The Greentooth?" John asked sharply, seeking clarification. "With an iron rod?"

"Yeah, Dad. Iron stake to the heart. It sank under, but it was dead."

John felt a measure of relief shine through the worry and anger. "Good. Now haul ass back over here and pick me up."

"About that..." That breathy quality was back to Dean's tone again, a bit dreamy, almost. There was a shuffling sort of sound from the other end of the line and then John heard a wracking, nasty sort of cough, muffled as though Dean had put his hand over the phone.

"Dean? Dean!" It took a long minute for the line to clear.
Mad Maudlinginzai on April 14th, 2009 02:57 am (UTC)
Part 4
"Sorry, Dad. I'm coming. It'll just be a few minutes. She tore out the motor, I'll have to row over."

"She tore out the motor? That was a damned rental, son." One with a cash deposit that John had been hoping to get back.

"Sorry." Dean offered again, but the sound was even fainter than before. John frowned, then decision made, began tramping back through the woods heading from the west beach to the north. The island was small, it didn't take long to reach the north shore, and from there John snagged his binoculors out, scanning the horizon until he came across a small 10 foot boat some several hundred yards out. He couldn't see anyone in it at first, then caught a glimpse of movement and Dean's head showed above the rim. He looked pale and was dripping wet, arms visably shaking as he began to laborously slide the back up oars into place.

"Dean, you hurt?" He hoped the edge to his voice was recognizable as concern. He was almost certain it was.

In the binoculars, his son jumped slightly and dropped the phone. John heard it crack against the bottom of the boat and then the line went dead. Probably fell in some water.

Fuck.

In the dingy, Dean twisted around, squinted towards Rattlesnake Island, and must have finally caught sight of John because he raised one hand in slight wave. He held up the cell phone, shook it, shrugged, and dropped it again before slowly, terribly slowly, beginning to row back towards the island.

John watched and told himself that he wasn't worried. It had been a long day and a longer hunt. Dean was fine. They'd go back to the cabin and get a hot shower and he'd bitch at Dean for losing the motor and Dean would smile that half smile that was the only sort he'd shown in the past few months, and he'd tell John about how the Jenny Greentooth went down, and that would be that. They'd find another hunt. Somewhere south, John thought. A reward, or a respite, for good behavior.

Dean had made it roughly half the distance when the other shoe fell. His son paused, one hand going up to his forehead, the oar sliding dangerously far in it's socket, and then with a half glance back at his father, Dean slid down back out of sight.

John immediately was at the water's edge, hands curled around his mouth.

"DEAN!"

There was no response. He looked through the binoculors again, but there was no sign of his son at all. Nothing but the two oars and the boat, gently rocking on the water.

Shit and fuck and damn.

John forced himself to wait twenty seconds, calling his son's name the entire time. Nothing. Swearing under his breath, he shoved off his boots and jacket, dropped his pack to the ground and set his hat on top of the pile. Then, sand cold under his bare feet, he tested the water, grimaced, and dove in.

Objectively he knew that the water wasn't frozen, wasn't anywhere near freezing, but the feel of it arching over his skin was like a knife through his ribs, threatening to stop his limbs, or his heart. John was a good swimmer and normally enjoyed it, but this experience was making him reconsider his previous enjoyment of the sport. He grit his teeth and continued, the water shockingly clear and cold, splashing his face, the only part of him not almost immediately numb. He kept his eyes on the dingy and kept moving, the world focusing down to Dean and cold and Dean and wet and Dean.

It was almost a surprise when he finally hit the edge of the boat. Shuddering, he reached shaking hands up to the edge, testing it to see if he could clamber aboard without capsizing the whole thing. Once satisfied that it was safe, he grasped it tight with both hands and hauled himself inside.

Shivering all over, dripping and frigid, he had to take a minute to catch his breath once finally safely in. It was only then that he noticed the limp, damp form he was lying against and, swearing again, forced himself to sit back up and take in his son's condition
Mad Maudlinginzai on April 14th, 2009 02:58 am (UTC)
Part 5
Dean was out cold but that didn't stop the low level tremors shaking his entire body. His eyelashes were charcoal smudges against his cheeks, all the more apparent by how terribly wan he looked. His lips were almost colorless, tinged more towards blue than red. John reached a hand out for Dean's neck, felt for a pulse, and was surprised by how Dean's skin didn't feel either overly warm or cold, as though his temperature and John's were the same. Which, given how cold John was, didn't bode well for Dean.

His fingers eventually found the pulse (slow, but steady) and they found something else as well. John pulled his hand back, held his fingers to the dying light and the worry that had snaked through his belly for the past half hour flared and exploded into full life at the sight of the blood coating them.

He reached down, hauled Dean's head to one side, searching for the source. It didn't take long to find; there was a jagged cut down the back of his son's neck, a wound that looked raw and nasty and John could only be grateful that whatever had given it to Dean had caught the back of him, not the front. He did a more complete sweep then, cataloging injuries and determining proper method of triage.

There was another cut (bite?) on Dean's left shoulder, a third on his right arm. His hands were scraped up, one fingernail half missing. His head seemed fine, no bumps or gashes, but he still hadn't regained consciousness and his breathing was far more shallow than John would have liked. He was still breathing though, chest still slowly rising and falling, and that meant everything else could be dealt with.

After making sure Dean's neck was raised up out of the couple of inches of water at the bottom of the boat, John declared it good enough for then, and reached for the oars. The right one had been about to slip out of the handle and wouldn't /that/ have been just perfect to fuck them over. He caught it before it could completely slide out and then, back aching and shaking with cold, began to haul them back to shore.

He bypassed the island. There weren't enough supplies in his pack and they could always go back tomorrow for his boots.

The trip back to the actual shore was farther than John would have liked, a couple of miles to the beach where the Impala sat, patiently awaiting their return. Within ten strokes, his shoulders were burning. Easy enough to focus past the pain though. Easy enough to be more pissed off that the motor had fallen off, or had been ripped off, or whatever the hell had happened. Easier to be angry at Dean for being in this condition to start with, or the damned Jenny for killing folk. Easier to take refuse in that low thrum of anger that had been present ever since his youngest had made his plans known.

Anger gave his limbs strength and worry focused his gaze until the only thing he could see was the darking sky, barely lit with the edge of sunset over the tops of the trees, and up ahead the dock and the Impala behind it. Through out it all, Dean didn't stir.

He had to stop and catch his breath twice on the way, each time shuffling to Dean's side to check on his pulse and breathing, to make sure the bleeding wasn't too bad or worsening. His vision was tunneling and his arms shaking so much it was countermanding his efforts at rowing by the time they finally made it. The dingy clipped the edge of the dock, thankfully a low water level one, and it was all John could to do toss the anchor over the side and rope the boat to the dock.

He shook Dean's shoulder, hoping for a response but unsurprised when he didn't get one. He didn't even have the energy to swear anymore, just concentrated on snagging his son first by the arms, then pulling him into a fireman's carry that made his shoulders threaten rebellion and the boat threaten to turn over. The walk down the dock wasn't much fun either, the wooden planks under his feet swaying with each step and it was God alone that knew whether that was the water causing it or John's own unsteady footing.
Mad Maudlinginzai on April 14th, 2009 02:59 am (UTC)
Part 6
He finally leaned Dean against the side of the Impala, then popped the trunk for the first aid kit and a towel and the thick woolen blanket kept there for emergencies. He made a quick return back to Dean, then working swiftly, stripped what he could of his son's outer clothing: jacket and overshirt and boots and jeans, all of which had been soaked through at least once during their excursion and all of which had recently been sitting in barely melted lake water at the bottom of the dingy during the trip back. He looked over those bite marks as he worked; they looked nasty but all of them had stopped bleeding and merely sat sullenly against his son's skin. They could wait to be treated.

Dean started to rouse as John finished tugging off his pants, gaze bleary and entirely unfocused. John didn't bother to stop, merely grabbed the towel and roughly ran it over his son's limbs, across his chest and back to sop up any remaining moisture there, and then finally across his hair.

For a brief moment it was 1986 again and Dean was just a kid, submitting with rolled eyes to his father's touch as he dried him off. Then Dean's face screwed up, the blankness receeding under a look far too familiar for comfort, and John barely was able to move out of the way before Dean leaned over and vomited. A thin volume of water was expelled, splashing on the rear wheel of the Impala and John would have made a crack about how that wasn't treating a lady right, but he didn't think Dean was much in the mind to hear it.

Instead he waited until he was sure Dean was done, then wiped the towel across his face and mouth, before dropping it in favor of the blanket, wrapping it snuggly around the boy's shoulders before hauling himself back to his feet and ignoring the crack in his back. He reached back down, snagged the first aid kit, opened the rear door and tossed it in, then reached down again for his son and repeated the process.

Dean might have mumbled something as John manhandled him into place, he certainly stumbled on the way, but nothing he might have said was even audible, really, much less sensible, and John ignored that as well in favor of shredding ass out of there and back to their cabin.

He turned the heat on all the way, still far, far too cold himself to enjoy it as the engine puttering into blazing life. The warmth on his skin felt like needles, nothing like comfort. Dean was protected from the worst of that, being in the back seat, but that might be worse than the alternative because it would take longer to warm up. John debated stopping and pulling Dean into the front, but no, that would take too long. This entire damn trip was taking too long.

He adjusted the rearview, found his son's reflection in the back. Dean's eyes had listed half shut again, face slack, but his hands had come up to clutch at the blankets edges and were holding them together. Satisfied that Dean was conscious enough, John opened his mouth and began to speak. Criticisms mostly, undeserved sure, but he was trying to pry a reaction here, not give Dean any more incentive to go into the light or any crazy shit like that and being pissed off had always worked well for John (and Sam) in that regard.

When that failed to garner a response, he tried asking how the hunt had gone, wheedling for information. Nothing for that either and finally John tried snapping, demanding an answer, but all that got him was the final slide of Dean's hands from the blanket and his mind back fully into unconsciousness.

Shit.
Mad Maudlinginzai on April 14th, 2009 02:59 am (UTC)
Part 7
The ride back to the cabin couldn't have taken more than fifteen minutes tops but it was the longest damned quarter hour of John's life, he was sure. It was full dark by the time he finally pulled in and he had to hope he'd left the door unlocked because fuck if he knew where the key was. John hobbled back to Dean, muscles stiffening now, and sore, and decidedly unappreciative of his efforts. Dean was out like a lamp still, not even responding to a somewhat gentle slap.

Afterward, John wasn't entirely certain how exactly he got Dean out of the car and into the cabin. He was cold, exhausted, and the tunnel vision he suffered was no longer of a psychological bent - the room was dim and black around the edges, stars sparking in his sight. But he was in and Dean was collapsed on one of the beds when he looked up, the heater whining high pitched and casting out far too little warmth for his comfort.

He'd killed the Jenny Greentooth, Dean had said. John wondered whether he'd be above or beneath the water when he'd done so.

Dean was still shivering and the blanket had fallen open when John had toppled him down on top of the bedspread, exposing the rise of ribs even through his t-shirt, far more prominent than John had last noticed. One hand had slipped out of the blanket's protection. A reddened mark encircled the skin, sure to bruise by morning. Maybe how he'd been pulled out to begin with. Dean wasn't foolish enough to jump in the water voluntarily. The nobs of his wrist jutted out horribly, looked almost skeletal.

John blinked and ran a hand over his eyes, pawed at his own month. When was the last time he'd seen Dean eat? He cast his mind back, drew up nothing but a blank. Christ.

John got angry and Sam got loud, but Dean? Dean got quiet. And John had been so wrapped up in his anger that he hadn't even noticed.

He reached out before he knew what he was doing, stroked a hand down the side of Dean's face while his mind filled again with little boy images and memories. Dean's skin was warmer now, if still overly pale, freckles standing out against his skin in shocking display. His lips tinging closer to pink though, that was good. His breathing sounded better, stronger. John knew he needed to dress those bites, antibiotics and hot water bottles, if he could find them. A warm bath would be best but his own strength didn't seem enough to stand for that right now.

He needed to do all those things, but for the moment all he could do was sit on his son's bed and struggle to breathe.
Live like you mean it and love til you feel it: Dean John (baby boy)rei17 on April 14th, 2009 05:22 am (UTC)
Re: Part 7
Are you for real??? *___________*
I have to go to work now, but I'm sooo looking forward to read it!
I loooove protective!John!
Live like you mean it and love til you feel it: Dean John (Father&Son)rei17 on April 14th, 2009 07:09 am (UTC)
Re: Part 7
You rock!
Seriously - that was made of win! And sooo long! *__* *is completely hyped* Thank you so much for writing that!
I loved your description of John getting angry and Sam getting loud when sad ... and Dean just gets quiet. óò
Worried!John made me melt though. And Dean looking pale and freckled and like a little kid broke my heart (and John's probably too).
Awesome fic, I can't thank you enough for choosing this prompt. *__*
Re: Part 7 - ginzai on April 16th, 2009 04:01 am (UTC) (Expand)
i_speak_tongue: f**ki_speak_tongue on April 14th, 2009 07:27 am (UTC)
Re: Part 7
Jesus Christ. I'm struggling to breathe. This was fantastic. Your writing is brilliant. Such fluid, vivid narration. Are you posting this somewhere as a solid oneshot? I'd like to add it to my delicious account. And you know, read it over and over ;)
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Juliejackfan2 on April 14th, 2009 07:41 am (UTC)
Re: Part 7
GAH! Isn't there more? A part 8? Please?

Seriously, I just loved every bit of this. I love protective/angry John around a hurt/sad Dean.

Is there more somewhere?
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maychorian: John W - cold-hearted bastardmaychorian on April 14th, 2009 12:04 pm (UTC)
Re: Part 7
Oh, this is fantastic. What a wonderful plot, and what lovely whumping. It seems very like John to lash out when he's hurting, but I want to see him get past that and give Dean the attention and affirmation he needs. Where's the rest? This can't possibly be the whole story.
Re: Part 7 - ginzai on April 16th, 2009 04:09 am (UTC) (Expand)
the island of conclusions: pic#84614704ariadnes_string on April 15th, 2009 04:14 am (UTC)
Re: Part 7
oh my goodness! this is wonderful--such a great Dean story without Dean saying a word--
May Robinson: Armisticemay7fic on April 15th, 2009 04:22 am (UTC)
Re: Part 7
Oh, this was just terrific and such a treat to read. I'll jump on the bandwagon and ask for more but truthfully this stands beautifully as is. I love John dealing with a vulnerable Dean, a side we know the kid would've tried his damnedest to cover up unless/until he was incapable of doing so. You've portrayed that so very well here :)

More still would be awesome though ;)
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