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Oh %$#@, there’s four of them.

The Father, The Brother, and The Unholy Spirit

Stranded and alone, hopping from one strange universe to the next, Sam is left with no choice but to rely on the one person he's always struggled to trust: himself.

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Summary: Three months after Michael leaves Dean’s body, Sam wants to take on a case.

Warnings: Discussion of possession and attendant issues around consent 

Rating: PG-13

Major characters: Sam, Dean, Jack

Author’s note: I wrote this for @spnsummergen , working to a fantastic set of prompts from @boykvngs . Also @denugis very kindly and ably betaed for me even though I finished it much, much later than I planned to.

Michael didn’t eat. Angels don’t. By the time Sam and Cas rescued him, Dean hadn’t so much as scented a cheeseburger for four months. Now he’s been binge-eating for almost three. He finds himself waking hungry in the night, making his way to the kitchen on socked feet like he used to, sometimes, as a teenager ravenous from growing. There was rarely anything in the fridge in those days; the leftovers of a takeout from the night before, the congealed remains of whatever exotic macaroni he’d been making last. Things are a little better now, and he’s thinking as he walks down the corridor of the lasagne that they didn’t finish last night.

The kitchen is dark, of course; but when the light flicks on it reveals Sam at the table, solid and silent and huge. Dean jumps half out of his skin.

“Christ, Sam, warn a guy,” he says.

I’m gonna exclude any co-writes I’ve done, since I’m pretty sure the openings we written by my fellow co-writers and not me :p 

PATTERNS: So, apparently I do this thing where it’s either one elongated sentence linked with a bunch of commas or short sentences with a bunch of full stops? It’s a creative decision though. The elongated ones tend to be more descriptive, I guess? The shortened one, I’ve learnt usually helps set the tone - urgent or not, for example. 

Apparently I don’t start with dialogue :p Never really noticed that until now haha. 

Idk if I spot anything else? 

I’m Glad I Met You:  The aroma of caffeine greets Will as he steps out of the bedroom and pads down the hallway in his woolly socks to the living room.

It’s Always Darkest Before Dawn:  His hands are shaking. His hands are shaking and he can't stop it and if he doesn't get his shit together, Dean's gonna see it. He can't let Dean see it. He's been good.

Bleeding Out:  If he really had to choose, that is, if he ever had a choice between fighting in New York or DC winter versus middle of bumfuck, nowhere in a forest covered head to toe in snow, he’d choose New York and DC.

Photograph:  Will subtly shifts his eyes to the right, spotting Ethan just as he lifts his professional looking camera to click a picture of a young woman – dressed in a skin tight velvety purple gown with a slit going midway up her left thigh – with her arms hugging the neck of a bald, bespectacled man (who’s at least above the age of 55 by Will’s analysis).

I Got Your Back:  It takes him about five tries before his eyes finally catch up to his commands and slowly, but surely, blink open. Still feeling sluggish, Ethan frowns, wondering what it is that woke him up. He's still in Kashmir, he thinks, assessing his surroundings. As the rest of his senses catch up (he hates being medicated) he hears a voice he'd recognize anywhere.

Will You Hold Me Tight And Not Let Go:  A jog turns into a sprint, relief and playful banter turn into bone chilling horror and a yell of fear as Ethan spends the last vestiges of his energy running towards the only person he’d do absolutely anything in the world for.

For The Greater Good:  Ethan never knew he was capable of fidgeting. Yet, he came to realize, when it came to Will he had all sorts of habits that he wasn’t previously aware of. He nervously twisted and pulled on the lanyard of his new identity card.

Shattered Mind:  It’s too white. It’s too fucking white in here .

Empty:  It's not like the bunker was ever noisy. With only two, sometimes three people residing, sounds tended to echo and it always seemed peaceful and quiet.

Entwined:  Sam struggles to breathe as he slips in and out of consciousness. Dean, he thinks. He needs Dean. Dean can fix this. He can fix the crazy that's overwhelming Sam right now.

Holy crap though this is the real question, isn’t it? The thing is, I’m not sure if the doll doesn’t have Alicia’s soul. The way the witch said it, the things the dolls had weren’t limited to their memories and feelings. For all intents and purposes (except when she commanded them to protect her) they seemed “real” enough. Tasha Banes didn’t look like she was just pretending to love her children. She seemed like the memories of her own death had been erased and she was just continuing on as she had been. I could be wrong, though.

Soulless!Sam had memories and some emotions but lacked empathy, and if the dolls were merely soulless duplicates, it seems like they’d be more like the soulless people we’ve seen. Maybe the witch’s methods transferred the soul or duplicated it? Powerful magic could probably stop a reaper from taking those souls. If her soul really is in heaven and her current self is a duplicate, then it seems like it’d be pretty hugely unfair when this Alicia dies, because she seems to have all the attributes the show gives to souls... minus a body.

Pretty much the exact opposite of Soulless!Sam. Oh wow. Unforgivable digression: Sam and Soulless!Sam could totally have coexisted and probably fought for custody of Sam’s actual body. Weird.

Anyway. Ack. I love all these questions you’re asking, and I wish the episode had tied some of them up. And maybe Max isn’t doomed to eternal torment: the Winchesters have broken contracts before or found loopholes. Considering all they’ve been through and all they know, dodging a contract seems relatively easy. So... maybe it’s not entirely hopeless? Max could also go darkside and pawn off the powers (and thus the contract on his soul) to a new owner like the original witch did.

I’m also worried about the adorable witch twins and creeped the heck out about the ending of 12.20. I’m just going to headcanon that Max’s promise to tell Alicia what had happened was in fact a promise to tell her everything. I can’t stomach the idea of their lives being a replay of the Gadreel situation.

I worry that the show won’t ever look in on the Banes twins again, so we may just have to headcanon ourselves to sleep. :(

thanks for asking ♥

49. favorite plot twist?

hmm probably dean becoming a demon, castiel working with crowley and ruby working with lilith. also dean killing death tho i think he is alive

55. what‘s your favorite musical moment?

“night moves” 

59.  what‘s your favorite variation of sam?

lucifer!sam, jared played it so well. chills. also gadreel!sam 

68. favorite improvised line?

line: i’m proud of us

scene in general: the drink in the christimas episode. so cute. so precious. i cry daily. 

I didn't notice that, but now I won't be able to unhear it. I was too busy obsessing about THE TEACUP!!! WHERE DID HE GET IT?! WHY DOES HE HAVE IT?! WHO CARRIES AROUND FINE CHINA ON AN INTERNATIONAL FLIGHT, JESS, WHO?!

i may have missed the teacup’s significance but can’t one buy teacups in the USA? (tho as a cliche brit my tea paraphernalia is both extensive and very important to me so on the other hand... i don’t think it’s so outrageous a proposition if he did bring it over, ahahaha)

boykvngs replied to your post “i wasn’t able to watch the episode live this week so maybe i missed...”

me and my mum were discussing this when we watched it, we've also been referring to Mick as 'Chim Chim Cheree' all season. So when my mum realised the boy was young Mick she said 'what happened to Chim Chim Cheree?'