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[Fic] Wishing
Aug. 30th, 2009 01:02 amTitle: Wishing
Fandom: Supernatural
Characters: Kate Milligan, Adam Milligan, John Winchester
Word Count: 1,785
Rating: PG-13 for adult concepts
Summary: Kate and John Winchester
A/N: Centered around information revealed in 4.19 Jump the Shark. Revised and corrected for accuracy.
In December she meets a man named John Winchester. He doesn't say much, keeps to himself most of the time, has a lot of scars and it looks like a bear's been feeding on him, but he's nice. Quiet. Sad. He wears his sadness around him like a pair of comfortable jeans with the holes in the knees that have been around so long you can't bear to throw them away. Like an old leather coat.
His sadness makes him invisible the way homeless people are invisible. It's too thick, so people avert their eyes so that they don't have to deal with it. It makes Kate curious, but she doesn't want to ask him directly. Instead she buys him a beer and approaches the topic sideways, the way she's learned how to do in the hospital. It takes three hours to get him to open up about his deceased wife, about what happened. She knows he isn't telling her the whole truth. But he's telling her the bare bones of it, what he can stand, and the details don't matter. Whether his wife died as a result of a home invasion gone wrong, whether it was an accident, whether it was something else mysterious and improbable like organized crime or black ops or magic, as he said. It doesn't matter. What matters is that she is dead, has been for nearly a decade, and he's still hurting.
The fact that one person can have that depth of emotion and resolve is staggering.
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Fandom: Supernatural
Characters: Kate Milligan, Adam Milligan, John Winchester
Word Count: 1,785
Rating: PG-13 for adult concepts
Summary: Kate and John Winchester
A/N: Centered around information revealed in 4.19 Jump the Shark. Revised and corrected for accuracy.
In December she meets a man named John Winchester. He doesn't say much, keeps to himself most of the time, has a lot of scars and it looks like a bear's been feeding on him, but he's nice. Quiet. Sad. He wears his sadness around him like a pair of comfortable jeans with the holes in the knees that have been around so long you can't bear to throw them away. Like an old leather coat.
His sadness makes him invisible the way homeless people are invisible. It's too thick, so people avert their eyes so that they don't have to deal with it. It makes Kate curious, but she doesn't want to ask him directly. Instead she buys him a beer and approaches the topic sideways, the way she's learned how to do in the hospital. It takes three hours to get him to open up about his deceased wife, about what happened. She knows he isn't telling her the whole truth. But he's telling her the bare bones of it, what he can stand, and the details don't matter. Whether his wife died as a result of a home invasion gone wrong, whether it was an accident, whether it was something else mysterious and improbable like organized crime or black ops or magic, as he said. It doesn't matter. What matters is that she is dead, has been for nearly a decade, and he's still hurting.
The fact that one person can have that depth of emotion and resolve is staggering.
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