Ficpost, Pro Familiae
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mari4212So the physics test is over and done with, and I decided to celebrate by going wild with a drabble prompt.
Title: Pro Familiae (For the Sake of Families)
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: G
Pairings: Slight John/Mary, Sam/Jess
Characters: Sam, Jess, Dean, John, Mary
Disclaimer: All of the characters belong to Kripke, I just like to play.
Summary: Variations on a theme, family is what you make of it.
Sam's Family
Sam knew that Dean didn’t think he understood what it meant to be family. It was his biggest regret, bigger than Jess’s death or that last argument with Dad, that Dean thought he had failed to teach him something so central.
Dean doesn’t get it, though. Sam understands family all too well. Family is what stays with you through everything, it’s the people who love you even when they want to kill you. Family is the people who can never give up on you. Sam’s family is Dean and Jess when she was alive. It’s never been Mom or Dad.
Stories
Sam never really talked about his family. It’d surprised Jess a bit, when she started dating him. She was so close to her own that anyone who spent more than a day with her ended up hearing all about them. But he never said anything, not unless he was drunk. Then he’d stammer out long tales about the things his big brother had done on dares, or the arguments he had with his dad, and really, who yells at his kid for getting a scholarship to Stanford?
The one time she’d asked him about his mother, he’d shut down completely.
Baby
Dean didn’t always understand what Mommy and Daddy talked about. They kept telling him that he was so lucky to get to have a baby brother. And it had been kinda cool to watch Mommy’s belly get big, and he’d like the fluttering against his hand that Dad said was his brother saying hi.
But then Mom came back from the hospital with this red squishy thing that wiggled a bit and cried a whole lot. It didn’t seem that exciting to him, and he kept waiting for the time when his brother would be big enough to play with.
Mother
“Hush-a-by, don’t you cry…”
There. It had taken about twenty times through with that lullaby, but Dean had finally fallen asleep. He was such an active baby, never wanted to stay still and be quiet when he could be out there playing instead. But she’d finally gotten him down, and once he was asleep, he’d be out for hours. She heard a gentle chuckle from the door and turned to face her husband with a mock glare.
“You wake him up, John, and Dean’s going to find himself being raised by a single parent. And no one will blame me.”
Fatherhood
Dean wasn’t going to understand why he’d made this decision. And maybe that was his fault, John admitted. He’d pushed him too fast, made him grow up before his time. There just hadn’t been any other options, then. Not and stay sane, not and keep his boys safe from what had killed Mary.
There wasn’t an option this time, either. Being a father meant sacrificing yourself for your children, if they needed it from you. And Dean needed it now.
There was nothing he wouldn’t trade for Dean’s life. Nothing.
John just hoped that someday Dean would accept his choice.
Title: Pro Familiae (For the Sake of Families)
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: G
Pairings: Slight John/Mary, Sam/Jess
Characters: Sam, Jess, Dean, John, Mary
Disclaimer: All of the characters belong to Kripke, I just like to play.
Summary: Variations on a theme, family is what you make of it.
Sam's Family
Sam knew that Dean didn’t think he understood what it meant to be family. It was his biggest regret, bigger than Jess’s death or that last argument with Dad, that Dean thought he had failed to teach him something so central.
Dean doesn’t get it, though. Sam understands family all too well. Family is what stays with you through everything, it’s the people who love you even when they want to kill you. Family is the people who can never give up on you. Sam’s family is Dean and Jess when she was alive. It’s never been Mom or Dad.
Stories
Sam never really talked about his family. It’d surprised Jess a bit, when she started dating him. She was so close to her own that anyone who spent more than a day with her ended up hearing all about them. But he never said anything, not unless he was drunk. Then he’d stammer out long tales about the things his big brother had done on dares, or the arguments he had with his dad, and really, who yells at his kid for getting a scholarship to Stanford?
The one time she’d asked him about his mother, he’d shut down completely.
Baby
Dean didn’t always understand what Mommy and Daddy talked about. They kept telling him that he was so lucky to get to have a baby brother. And it had been kinda cool to watch Mommy’s belly get big, and he’d like the fluttering against his hand that Dad said was his brother saying hi.
But then Mom came back from the hospital with this red squishy thing that wiggled a bit and cried a whole lot. It didn’t seem that exciting to him, and he kept waiting for the time when his brother would be big enough to play with.
Mother
“Hush-a-by, don’t you cry…”
There. It had taken about twenty times through with that lullaby, but Dean had finally fallen asleep. He was such an active baby, never wanted to stay still and be quiet when he could be out there playing instead. But she’d finally gotten him down, and once he was asleep, he’d be out for hours. She heard a gentle chuckle from the door and turned to face her husband with a mock glare.
“You wake him up, John, and Dean’s going to find himself being raised by a single parent. And no one will blame me.”
Fatherhood
Dean wasn’t going to understand why he’d made this decision. And maybe that was his fault, John admitted. He’d pushed him too fast, made him grow up before his time. There just hadn’t been any other options, then. Not and stay sane, not and keep his boys safe from what had killed Mary.
There wasn’t an option this time, either. Being a father meant sacrificing yourself for your children, if they needed it from you. And Dean needed it now.
There was nothing he wouldn’t trade for Dean’s life. Nothing.
John just hoped that someday Dean would accept his choice.
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Date: 2007-05-04 11:33 am (UTC)This was just simply beautiful, and damn near brought me to tears.
"...and Dean’s going to find himself being raised by a single parent. And no one will blame me.”
zomg. *hits you* ...Sorry. But that's mean. ;P
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Date: 2007-05-04 11:51 am (UTC)*grins* You liked it? Yay!
And I've heard so many parents use variants on that line, but it foreshadowed so well that I had to include it.
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Date: 2007-05-04 11:57 am (UTC)but it foreshadowed so well that I had to include it.
And that was mean. *g*
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Date: 2007-05-04 12:30 pm (UTC)Actually, no I'm not, really. It worked too well.
I do not mind at all, trust me. I might just have to bounce around squeeing for an hour, in fact.
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Date: 2007-05-04 03:18 pm (UTC)Favorite lines:
Family is what stays with you through everything, it’s the people who love you even when they want to kill you.
*g* Yeah, that sounds about right.
Family is the people who can never give up on you. Sam’s family is Dean and Jess when she was alive. It’s never been Mom or Dad.
Oh, boys.
There was nothing he wouldn’t trade for Dean’s life. Nothing.
John just hoped that someday Dean would accept his choice.
Oh, John.
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Date: 2007-05-04 06:25 pm (UTC)I'm glad you enjoyed it.
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Date: 2007-05-05 08:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-05 02:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-05 09:26 pm (UTC)Such a sharp, painful line, and yet just the sort of ironically prescient thing one could imagine being said.
This is lovely.