Dean's Not Fine

Maybe Dreams Come True A Supernatural story by Mich  @raiahome You've read Mich's  Tales from Baby ... now she's branching out! Always nice to have another talented friend dishing out the painnnnn. Enjoy.  -- Jennie John woke up in the hospital, banged up and bandaged, and listened to his youngest son give him the rundown of what the doctors had said about Dean.  He saw the fear in Sam’s eyes, the same fear that filled his own heart, but he also saw the determination. The absolute loyalty and love the boy had for his brother. He saw a strength there he had never recognized before.  For the first time in a long time, he actually looked at Sam and, instead of seeing a boy with demon blood in him, a boy that could be a danger to Dean and the whole world, he saw his son. He saw the nervous energy driving Sam to pace as he tried to reassure his father and himself that everything would be all right, that Dean would be all right. John saw Sam’s eyes dart around as his ...

The Hustlers A Supernatural story by Ariana  @arianaspn61497 A new entry in the second wave of the #SPNWishList fic and art challenge! Ariana is on a roll, responding to the prompt: "Dean's memories of hustling pool," inspired by "The Heroes' Journey."  Ariana told me she had around Season 5 as the setting for this memory... and I can totally see it. It's from a time when Sam was more angry, unpredictable and brooding. What a transformation he has made. Enjoy.  -- Jennie Dean was so excited to find this lucky pool hall.  He had always been proud of his ability to hustle pool. It not only gave them spending money, but it was something he could do for fun. Dean spent most of his time hunting or traveling. He couldn’t remember when he first started learning to play, but he did have very early memories of smoky bars and his dad smiling as he made his shots. Pool was fun for him, but playing pool with Sam? Now, that was his happy place. Sam n...

Don't You Cry No More A Supernatural story by Jennie  @DeanIsntFine The story that started with a (very) random tweet. Thank you, Season 15 Script Bot . Dedicated to Melissa , who never lets us forget that Dean Winchester matters. Here's one imagined ending to his epic journey. -- Jennie DEAN comes over, he hands DEAN a number of toy soldiers on a bed. — SEASON 15 SCRIPT (@spn_bot) November 25, 2019 The peace talks were progressing around the bunker's map table. Dean, sidelined like a weary general after a long and brutal campaign, watched the proceedings from a darkened corner of the war room. Chuck and Jack faced off across a chess board, while the negotiations' true players huddled at the far end of the table. Amara. Rowena. Cas. And Billie, who it turned out had always held all the cards. The uneasy truce was holding, and crucial details were being hammered out. Chuck and Jack, adversaries for now on the checkered field of the game board, eyed ...

Nourished A Supernatural story by Jennie  @DeanIsntFine Featuring Dean Winchester  @DWImpala67 This is the fourth of my VBF stories, featuring my best fictional friend. It is set in the summer hiatus, after Season 14's "Moriah." To read the others, click: Part 1:  "VBF" Part 2:  "Welcome to Rocky's" Part 3:  "Last Call" Dean Winchester made me a sandwich. I take the barest moment to process that as the china plate clangs on the map table, where I’m sitting, poring over yet another ancient text on the nature of God. “Here you go,” he booms. “Your favorite. Roast beef, rare. Extra mayo, tomatoes, and just a suggestion of salt. Piled high on… what the hell is ‘Seed-uction’ bread, anyway?” I grab the rim of the plate, rotating it left and right to closely inspect his creation. “More importantly,” I say, “where the hell did you even find it in Lebanon, Kansas?” He shrugs and sits down, rubbing absently at his jaw an...

A Supernatural story by Mich  @raiahome I bet some of you are wondering: “How does a car come to life?” After all, it’s just a hunk of metal and wiring. It has no heart, no brain, no soul. That’s true, and it’s the reason most cars never become aware. But sometimes someone is willing to share their own life. Willing to believe so strongly, care so deeply and put so much of their love into something that it can’t help but to come alive. Such a person is Dean Winchester. Hi! I’m Baby, and this is my story. I’m a black ’67 Chevy Impala. I’m sleek, strong, sexy, badass and beautiful, or so my owner tells me. I belong to Dean, and he belongs to me. So does his little...well, younger...  brother Sam. Now that I’ve had time to look in the rear view mirror, so to speak, I’ve been able to piece together how I became alive. It didn’t happen all at once. It took some time. In the beginning there were just flashes of sound. The laughter of children. A man’s gravelly v...

What does your heart desire? Dean and his heart, Dean and his desire... these have been thorny issues in the past, and fodder for much drama. The guilt in his heart he felt over killing Sam's friend Amy Pond almost exposed him -- and almost killed him -- in "Defending Your Life." Amara manifested as his heart's desire in "Love Hurts," exposing truths that were painful to him, but more than understandable to Sam. A siren came to Dean not in the guise of a beautiful woman, but as a trusted brother in "Sex and Violence." Even as far back as "What Is And What Shall Never Be," Dean couldn't dream up a world where he could shed his burdens and be happy with his life. The old Dean kept his truth tightly under wraps, hidden at times even from himself. These days, though, our Dean is more open, more forgiving of himself... and we've never seen that like we see it in "Lebanon" -- the 300th episode of Supernatural. ...

A Supernatural story by Mich @raiahome INTRODUCTION Hello. My name is Baby. I’m a black 1967 Chevy Impala. I was created on April 24, 1967, but I didn’t become aware until my current owner, Dean Winchester, brought me to life. In case you’re wondering, no, not all cars are alive. Only the ones who are treated like family. A few years back Dean and his brother, Sam, stored some books in my trunk. When I had some down time, I read them and was stunned to realize they were about my boys’ lives! It occurred to me that some folks might like to hear my side of the stories. If you’re not interested, then just drive on by, but if you are… well, buckle in and here we go! CHAPTER 1 Now this is what she loved! They were headed west on a long stretch of road. The sun was shining, the air was crisp, the music was playing loud and her engine was purring like a tiger. Dean seemed a little less tense. He was still trying to call his father every couple of hours, but the farther t...