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tamingthemuseTitle: Chosen Two: Demon Hunters
Author: Chosenfire
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN. All recognizable characters and situations belong to their respective owners and I make no profit off of playing with them.
Prompt: #162 - Stalemate
Rating: PG-13
Characters/Pairings: Buffy, Faith, Dean, Sam, and John (no pairings)
Spoilers: BtVS season post season 2 AU season 3, SPN season 1
Summary: After Mary's death John deals with it by getting drunk once a year, but the previous years activies come back to haunt him in the form of two little twin girls, Faith and Buffy Winchester.
Author’s Notes: In this I use the prompt as inspiration for the stand off.
Buffy had entered the room first, Faith silent behind her and they had passed the first bed, empty and made up for a new patient, for the one by the windows. The curtain between the two beds had been pulled far enough that they had to step around it to see the sleeping man recovering from a car wreck that shouldn’t have happened.
There was a large gash on his forehead and an IV drip in his arm but other than that he was fine, he was alive. There was an empty chair beside him, the table by the bed holding a half ate sandwich showing someone had been there, had been with him and wasn’t now.
“Dean.” Faith breathed softly from behind her, her voice rough and Buffy knew how her sister felt, she could see him too.
He was alive but just barely, the cut wasn’t the only thing marring his body.
There were shallow scratches on his neck, bruises decorating his arms like morbid tattoos. His breathing was raspy and Buffy had been hospitalized enough to know there had been a tube down his throat recently.
“Shit B,” Faith was moving to sit in the chair, her hand ghosting across Dean’s arm, almost touching but not quite. “Someone really did a number on him.”
“Or something.” It wasn’t that far of an assumption, and Buffy knew Faith had been thinking it too. It was the most likely conclusion, their family dealt with monsters, and it didn’t matter how strong or fast or strong you were, they always got you in the end.
Buffy licked her lips, her throat suddenly dry and it didn’t matter who beat up he was, he was alive and he was here. It was Dean, for the first time in twelve years their brother was right there, close enough to touch, real.
“Get away from him.” The voice was deadly, tight with tension and so familiar it hurt. Buffy didn’t even need to see behind her for her hands to raise in the air. She felt Faith move beside her, drawing closer but going still and she turned slowly, knowing a gun was pointed straight at them.
Her breath rushed out and a nervous smile touched her lips, okay make that two guns.
The two men holding them were just as beat up as Dean was, but they were standing. The older one barely, there was grey in his dark beard and he leaned on a cane no doubt provided by the hospital. The other hand though held a gun steady and there was the same fire in his eyes that was in the younger man’s beside him.
Over a decade had passed, and while her brother had grown into a giant she recognized her dad, could have never forgot him no matter how hard she had tried.
“We were just checking on him.” Faith claimed, her voice dripping with a panic that wasn’t real and Buffy knew why she did it, faced with seeing their family for the first time in years she just couldn’t play along.
“We would never hurt him.” Buffy breathed out quickly, aware of the way Faith tensed beside her. Still, she kept her eyes locked on her father’s, pleading with him to see her, to see them. The guns didn’t waiver, and Buffy took a step back, closer to Dean.
“Get away from him now.” Sam repeated his voice still deadly and his finger flexed on the trigger of the gun.
“Stop,” a rough voice begged softly from the bed and Buffy turned to see Dean, his eyes open staring at her in shock “Buffy?”
Author: Chosenfire
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN. All recognizable characters and situations belong to their respective owners and I make no profit off of playing with them.
Prompt: #162 - Stalemate
Rating: PG-13
Characters/Pairings: Buffy, Faith, Dean, Sam, and John (no pairings)
Spoilers: BtVS season post season 2 AU season 3, SPN season 1
Summary: After Mary's death John deals with it by getting drunk once a year, but the previous years activies come back to haunt him in the form of two little twin girls, Faith and Buffy Winchester.
Author’s Notes: In this I use the prompt as inspiration for the stand off.
Buffy had entered the room first, Faith silent behind her and they had passed the first bed, empty and made up for a new patient, for the one by the windows. The curtain between the two beds had been pulled far enough that they had to step around it to see the sleeping man recovering from a car wreck that shouldn’t have happened.
There was a large gash on his forehead and an IV drip in his arm but other than that he was fine, he was alive. There was an empty chair beside him, the table by the bed holding a half ate sandwich showing someone had been there, had been with him and wasn’t now.
“Dean.” Faith breathed softly from behind her, her voice rough and Buffy knew how her sister felt, she could see him too.
He was alive but just barely, the cut wasn’t the only thing marring his body.
There were shallow scratches on his neck, bruises decorating his arms like morbid tattoos. His breathing was raspy and Buffy had been hospitalized enough to know there had been a tube down his throat recently.
“Shit B,” Faith was moving to sit in the chair, her hand ghosting across Dean’s arm, almost touching but not quite. “Someone really did a number on him.”
“Or something.” It wasn’t that far of an assumption, and Buffy knew Faith had been thinking it too. It was the most likely conclusion, their family dealt with monsters, and it didn’t matter how strong or fast or strong you were, they always got you in the end.
Buffy licked her lips, her throat suddenly dry and it didn’t matter who beat up he was, he was alive and he was here. It was Dean, for the first time in twelve years their brother was right there, close enough to touch, real.
“Get away from him.” The voice was deadly, tight with tension and so familiar it hurt. Buffy didn’t even need to see behind her for her hands to raise in the air. She felt Faith move beside her, drawing closer but going still and she turned slowly, knowing a gun was pointed straight at them.
Her breath rushed out and a nervous smile touched her lips, okay make that two guns.
The two men holding them were just as beat up as Dean was, but they were standing. The older one barely, there was grey in his dark beard and he leaned on a cane no doubt provided by the hospital. The other hand though held a gun steady and there was the same fire in his eyes that was in the younger man’s beside him.
Over a decade had passed, and while her brother had grown into a giant she recognized her dad, could have never forgot him no matter how hard she had tried.
“We were just checking on him.” Faith claimed, her voice dripping with a panic that wasn’t real and Buffy knew why she did it, faced with seeing their family for the first time in years she just couldn’t play along.
“We would never hurt him.” Buffy breathed out quickly, aware of the way Faith tensed beside her. Still, she kept her eyes locked on her father’s, pleading with him to see her, to see them. The guns didn’t waiver, and Buffy took a step back, closer to Dean.
“Get away from him now.” Sam repeated his voice still deadly and his finger flexed on the trigger of the gun.
“Stop,” a rough voice begged softly from the bed and Buffy turned to see Dean, his eyes open staring at her in shock “Buffy?”
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Date: 2009-08-30 09:31 am (UTC)*coughs* Er, sorry.
Except, I'm really not because OMG, YAY, Dean recognized Buffy! *does a dance*
*flails*
Boy, are John and Sam going to be all o_O and feeling a bit dumb when they realize they were pointing guns at the other half of their family.
I'm so happy this was updated! :D Yay, I love it!