John’s got Dean’s full attention for now, and if he’s completely honest, that’s as terrifying as it is satisfying. Because wouldn’t you goddamn know it, Dean’s gonna be better at this than his old man. Twenty three years old and it’s fucking organic, half the shit the kid intuitively knows. And yeah, he’s full of himself and he acts before he thinks and he’s got a fuse shorter than a bee’s dick. But he’s smart and physically bold and his instincts are uncanny. And its hardly surprising, because he’s been raised to the hunt like John never was, has it stamped in his blood in ways no military training can beat into you. It makes John’s chest swell with pride.

Photos of Marines, the predominant color always green. A row of men Sam's age, looking into the camera. Sam picked out his father, picked out Deacon. Both of them impossibly young. Letters. Sam glanced at one, looked away quickly. Hey, baby. I miss you. Dean held up a jacket. "Think it will fit me?" Sam glanced up. "The thing reeks, Dean." Dean grinned. "Recognize the reek?" "Oh, shit. You kidding me?" Sam torn between amusement and scandal, finally gave a reluctant chuckle. "Fucking hippie."

Mary Winchester. Kickin' ass and taking names.

Music: Ma Baker by Boney M

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In the bushes by the steep bank that leads down the river, she tries to tell herself that it’s not wrong, not immoral to kneel in the soft dirt watching Sam undress.

Song Title/Artist: Deus Ibi Est by Isobel Campbell & Mark Lanegan
Length/Format: 2:51, (Xvid, Stream)
Summary: John Winchester, single minded soldier.

There is no escaping this house.

Music: Windowsill by The Arcade Fire. 40 MB .avi, or Imeem stream. Spoilers through season two.

John Winchester walks the badlands, lost on the Path of the Dead, when he meets two mysterious men: a pair of hunters chasing the same ghost that he is, who tell him that he's wound up more than twenty years in the future.

John is only ever a second glance to his boys, who see each other first, always first, with little room at the edges of their vision for anybody else.

Good kid, Johnny, Ed concluded out loud, and he patted his hat more firmly down on the boy's head, made him laugh. Colonel thinks you're big enough to see this, but lord a'mighty, I don't know, boy, I just don't know.

Song: Southpark MegaMix by Matt and Trey. Special appearance by John Winchester as Chef! Youtube, or 26 MB wmv.

And I breathe so you breathe.

Music: All That I Am by Rob Thomas, 25.5 MB .avi file.

"You know, there's a reason why they call this place 'Hell,'" the Demon said wearily. "I just didn't think I would be the one punished in this situation." It sipped its tea. "Go fish."

"Dean," his dad says at last, voice rough with pain, with love, and relief. "You came."

It’s near midnight and rain is pattering against the windows, sky overcast, the motel practically empty, when Sam Winchester goes walking.

Gorgeous icons from episode 2x01 "In my time of Dying". Also some Jensen Ackles icons.

Both boys drank warm, too sweet RC cola from blue cans to clean the grit out of their mouths, quiet except for every half hour or so when Sam would kick the back of Dean's seat, and Dean would say, Goddamn it, Sammy, and turn around, giving Sam a noogie.

It's not true all those things about love at first sight.

Or, okay, they are but it's only really true with your first love and he's the bastard that left her here for something younger, newer - a station wagon, for Christ's sake.

So close to the edge of town here, and Dean can see the desert creeping in, slowly devouring the town as it frays at the edges. Tarmac drowning under dirt, and there’s no future here.

"What if something happens?" to us he couldn't say. His father was collecting their duffels, throwing Dean his jacket. It fell at his feet.

"They'll come in, in a day, if we don't show back. The maid-"

There was the oldest Winchester, who had a God complex, the middlest Winchester, who had a Christ complex, and the youngest Winchester, who had a Judas complex.

It’s not that life’s that different now. Actually, it’s as like it used to be as they can make it. Dad hunts like he’s lost both sons and the kill is all that’s left, and he. Well, he fucks everything that looks like it’s breathing.

"You need something?" she asks. A break, he thinks. A home, a place to rest. Revenge and freedom. The smell of Mary's hair first thing in the morning.

Meredith takes George's hand from her arm and turns him toward the gurney. "Look," she says thickly

Dean never opens his fortune cookies.

It takes a dozen messages before Denny gets a response, a curt growl on his voicemail demanding to know what he wants.

This story doesn't end the way you think it does. (Spoilers for S1 finale)

Coldplay ~ Fix You.
"Lights will guide you home, and ignite your bones and I will try to fix you."
(Spoilers for S1 finale)

South Dakota, 1984 reads the once-black ink on the bottom of the picture, faded by sun and time to a tired gray. Caleb w/ the boys.

Dennis John Duquette is the name of your grandfather on your mother's side, so you figure it's a good alias when you first go to the hospital complaining of chest pains.

She was sitting on the bus station curb with her arms wrapped around her knees, with the wind blowing her long blonde hair in her face, and John felt his heart thump twice, hard, as he eased the car up alongside.