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Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: Written for the spn_drabble prompt: 'space to breath'. Dedicated to devon99, who requested a series of AU drabbles.
Length: 100 words
Series: Let's call them Neverweres.
Spoilers: The Pilot, gone AU.
Summary: Dean's had one job, his whole life.
Disclaimer: These characters belong to Kripke.

Dean’s cell rings.

“Dad! Hey, you in town?”

“Palo Alto?” Dad’s voice is ashes.

Dean hasn’t heard him sound like that in years. Stomach tight, he pulls off onto the shoulder. “No, Blackwater Ridge. I followed your coordinates.”

Dean’d left Sam in Palo Alto last night, ignoring the instinct that would’ve sent him crawling back. Left Sammy to his interview, and his girl, and his nice normal life.

“Dean …” The line crackles with quiet static. “There was a fire.”

Take your brother outside as fast as you can! Don’t look back! Now Dean, go!

Dean hangs up the phone.


Mar. 3rd, 2010 08:24 am (UTC)
Oh nice! And by nice, I of course mean evil!
Mar. 3rd, 2010 02:40 pm (UTC)
*grins* Thanks, orehime!