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Epilogue.




There are two stocky, no-nonsense women drinking antique Coronas in the booth by the door when the kid walks in, making this officially their busiest night since opening.

"Dude," Dean says. "We're cool. We're like a happening spot. We're legitimate business owners."

Sam rolls his eyes and sips from a can of Tab they found in the back closet next to a bag of pork rinds with a pull-date from 1982. "Pillars of the community. Sure they'll give us the key to the city as soon as they're through with the paperwork." Dean punches Sam in the arm. Sam grins till his cheeks hurt.

The young man is standing in front of the bar, staring at Sam. Dean doesn't like it when people stare at Sam. Sam watches Dean's hand casually drifting to rest under the bar where the shotgun is. "I'd ask you for ID," Dean says mildly, "but I'm pretty sure you were a glimmer in the long-haul trucker's eye the last time anyone was issuing government ID. I can hook you up with a grape Fanta. It's a 1995, good vintage."

Sam wishes Dean wouldn't insult people's parentage, particularly since most people's parents are dead these days.

The kid visibly shakes his head as he snaps out of it. "Sorry. I came because I heard a rumor. Wow."

Dean stiffens. He doesn't like it when people hear whispers and come to try to shoot Sam in the back when he turns around to pour their drinks, either. Sam watches Dean's hand curling tighter around the shotgun and jostles him warningly with a knee. The kid's young, swimming in a coat three sizes too big for him, oughta be at some college party, or dragging all his laundry home over break to use his parents' washer. Sam leans over the bar, tries to look non-terrifying. "What can we help you with?"

"Actually, I've got something for you." When the kid reaches into his coat pocket, Sam's afraid Dean'll shoot him, but the kid produces a harmless scrap of paper. A photo. He hands it to Sam. "I thought you'd want this back."

By the time Sam breaks out of his trance, the kid's gone.

"What is it?" Dean asks suspiciously.

"I don't know," Sam says, handing the snapshot over. "I don't remember it."

Sam watches Dean take in the photo, bites his lip at the softening of Dean's facial expression. Dean looks up suddenly. "Where'd that guy get this?"

Sam shrugs. "Don't know. Glad he gave it back. I like it." Sam takes the picture back, lovingly straightening its dogeared edges. "We look happy."

Dean wraps his arms around Sam's waist from behind as Sam turns to face the back of the bar. "We're happy now."

Sam smiles broadly as he tucks the snapshot into the frame of the mirror that spans the wall behind dusty whiskey bottles. "There."

In the photograph, a garish monument looms with styrofoam solemnity in a grassy field. A man, young and momentarily untroubled, smiles bashfully. There's a sun in the sky, and a bird perched on the Welcome to Foamhenge sign. And there are two brothers, together.




the end

Date: 2010-07-08 01:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] roque-clasique.livejournal.com
Heartbreaking, fascinating, and fantastic. Thank you for the excellent read.

Date: 2010-07-08 01:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] violetrose1922.livejournal.com
This was beautifully done. I love Dean's devotion to Sam, even when he didn't want to be devoted. That sort of defines the Sam/Dean relationship to me and your carried it through this story perfectly. This line, deceptively simple really got to me: "The car seems the right size when Sam's in it."

Thanks so much for sharing.

Date: 2010-07-08 02:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] devilyouwere.livejournal.com
I was expecting to everything to be depressing forever and Sam was going to die, but I'm glad it ended like this. And, alternately, I'm glad that you made it so Sam doesn't remember, yet Dean still wants him around. It's actually a lot more depressing than everyone dying, because you can see how much Dean loves and needs Sam and Sam needs Dean, but just not really in the same way. Idk, what I'm saying, I loved this. I'm grinning like an idiot, yet I am terribly sad. Now I'm all confused, I don't know what I should feel. So I'll just say thank you and leave it at that ♥

Date: 2010-07-08 03:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] debbiel66.livejournal.com
I read this story so slowly. Read every single word because I didn't want it to end. Thank you so much for this. It was absolutely beautiful.

Date: 2010-07-08 03:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] growyourwings.livejournal.com
Wow. Just wow.

I was an hour late to work this morning because I made the mistake of opening this fic. And then after working eleven hours, the first thing I did when I got home was re-open it to where I'd left off. And read it through to the end.

I normally don't enjoy post-apocalyptic stories because, well, sad. But despite the sadness in this fic, the love so strongly overwhelmed it. Loved this.

Date: 2010-07-08 04:57 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] painted-pain.livejournal.com
And there are two brothers, together. My heart actually skipped a beat and I burst into tears. This fic was so hard to read because you instilled it with so many emotions that were always there, always on the surface, even if you never acknowledged them, and they always leapt out at me. I think it's the way you write and it's amazing. This fic was amazing. It was painful and harsh, but real and agonisingly present, poignant and lyrical and bittersweet.

The epilogue was the perfect, perfect touch, having the boy return the photo. You may have broken my heart but it was so very much worth it.

Date: 2010-07-08 08:07 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] keerawa.livejournal.com
Thank you. That was one hell of a story.

Date: 2010-07-08 10:18 am (UTC)
stormcloude: peace (Motherfucking OTP)
From: [personal profile] stormcloude
Oh God, this was really beautiful. Such a season one and two vibe of Sam and Dean getting to know each other again, and Dean taking so much care and Sam, just broken Sam. Really a great story. Thanks for sharing.

Date: 2010-07-08 11:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aubergineautumn.livejournal.com
Read it early in the morning, it was so good!

Date: 2010-07-08 12:36 pm (UTC)
ext_1310: (love is moving you now)
From: [identity profile] musesfool.livejournal.com
This is so lovely and melancholy.

Date: 2010-07-08 01:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kairia.livejournal.com
After reading this, I felt like crying. That's a compliment btw :) wonderful, heart-breaking story - you captured Sam and Dean's relationship perfectly - brilliant, just brilliant.

Date: 2010-07-08 03:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] earthquakedream.livejournal.com
So much perfection in this story. Painfully beautiful. You did such a great job describing Sam's ascent back to human and brother and everything Dean loves. <3

Date: 2010-07-08 05:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] secretlytodream.livejournal.com
This is so gonna be one of my fav fics ever ♥ ♥ ♥

Date: 2010-07-08 07:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fioletova.livejournal.com
I almost cried like a baby while reading this, but it was an awesome read. Such a beautiful and heartbreaking story. I will believe that Sam and Dean finally got their happily ever after in the end.

Date: 2010-07-08 08:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] callistosh65.livejournal.com
Phenomenal. I read every line as slowly as I could to savour your way with words and make it last. Beautiful. And so *moving*..

Date: 2010-07-08 09:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alasse.livejournal.com
OH GOD. So, when I saw your name and BIGBANG I had to keep myself from dancing around in a stupid flail, and it didn't really work. I FLAILED LIKE AN IDIOT. Even my duck flailed, swear to god.

EHEM. Anyway, forgive the blathering but this is just TOO. FUCKING. GOOD. Your writing -- it's just, god. It's succint and beautiful and perfect, and you write paragraphs that make me choke back tears and then choke back a laugh in the next line, and, god, you write the most beautiful Sam and Dean ever. I am so glad, so glad Dean finally got what he always wanted, and that Sam did, too... because he's Sam, and he's still THERE, but maybe if he really remembered everything he wouldn't be there anymore, you know? Sometimes wounds run too deep.

And, god -- I'm gonna ramble a bit more, sorry, but, yeah, the bleakness of this world suddenly shot through with hope reminded me a lot of McCarthy's The Road, because of this one line in that book that goes "All things of grace and beauty such that one holds them to one's heart have a common provenance in pain. Their birth in grief and ashes." This story felt like that, it's the best way I have to explain it.

So, yeah, just. SUBLIME. Thank you.

Date: 2010-07-08 09:21 pm (UTC)
ext_21612: (metallicar :: shiny cars in the night)
From: [identity profile] britomart-is.livejournal.com
Thank you so much!

Date: 2010-07-08 09:22 pm (UTC)
ext_21612: (Default)
From: [identity profile] britomart-is.livejournal.com
Only in SPN do we get angsty curtain fic of the apocalypse.
CACKLING here. I think that nicely sums up why I love writing for this fandom.

Thank you!

Date: 2010-07-08 09:24 pm (UTC)
ext_21612: (Default)
From: [identity profile] britomart-is.livejournal.com
Thank you! I appreciate so much getting to hear your reactions. You're very eloquent when you're speechless!

Date: 2010-07-08 09:24 pm (UTC)

Date: 2010-07-08 09:25 pm (UTC)
ext_21612: (samanddean :: bridge silhouettes)
From: [identity profile] britomart-is.livejournal.com
♥ back atcha!
And your icon is GORGEOUS.

Date: 2010-07-08 09:25 pm (UTC)
ext_21612: (spn :: You're dying. Again. Loser.)
From: [identity profile] britomart-is.livejournal.com
Thanks, I'm glad you enjoyed it!

Date: 2010-07-08 09:26 pm (UTC)
ext_21612: (sam :: dee-monic sam)
From: [identity profile] britomart-is.livejournal.com
You are the sweetest commenter ever. Thank you! Loved getting to see your reactions along the way. Thank you very much. <3

Date: 2010-07-08 09:27 pm (UTC)
ext_21612: (sam :: sam!tongue)
From: [identity profile] britomart-is.livejournal.com
Oooooh! Did you go off and write? I can't think of anything nicer than to get someone else in the mood to create. :D

Date: 2010-07-08 09:27 pm (UTC)

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