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Title: Just the Dark
Fandom: Supernatural
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digital_opium
Rating: G
WARNING: N/A
Author's Note: None, really.
Summary: Baby boys.
Word Count: 278
Disclaimer: Neither Supernatural, nor the Brothers Winchester belong to me. I just like playing with other people's toys.
Dean is scared. He's scared almost all the time, now. Mommy has been gone for weeks, and Daddy says she isn't coming back. Daddy isn't around much either, leaving Dean and baby Sammy with Pastor Jim a lot. When Daddy is home, he always has a glass in his hand and sometimes he cries. That scares Dean most of all.
Daddy isn't home right now, in fact. Dean is lying in his sleeping bag, watching as the small night-light flickers, making the shadows jump around the room. The little boy doesn't move - maybe if he's very still, very quiet, the shadows won't find him.
But there's a small sound from the make-shift crib where baby Sammy is sleeping and it seems to Dean that the flickering of the light becomes more erratic. The shadows seem to loom higher and darker. Another small whimper from Sammy's direction has Dean scrambling out of his sleeping bag, fingers scrabbling for purchase on the rough carpet beneath him.
He scoots quickly to where baby Sammy is supposed to be sleeping, only to see the infant staring bright-eyed up at him. He gives Dean a huge smile when he sees his big brother, and Dean can't help but smile back. Scooping up blankets and baby, Dean steals quietly back to his sleeping bag and tucks them both inside.
Dean curls himself around Baby Sammy, one thin arm curved protectively over the infant. The flickering of the night-light doesn't seem as hostile, and the shadows dip lower, blending back into the night.
“Don’t be scared, Sammy. It’s only the dark. It can’t hurt you.” Dean figures Sammy will learn the truth soon enough.
Fandom: Supernatural
Author:
digital_opiumRating: G
WARNING: N/A
Author's Note: None, really.
Summary: Baby boys.
Word Count: 278
Disclaimer: Neither Supernatural, nor the Brothers Winchester belong to me. I just like playing with other people's toys.
Dean is scared. He's scared almost all the time, now. Mommy has been gone for weeks, and Daddy says she isn't coming back. Daddy isn't around much either, leaving Dean and baby Sammy with Pastor Jim a lot. When Daddy is home, he always has a glass in his hand and sometimes he cries. That scares Dean most of all.
Daddy isn't home right now, in fact. Dean is lying in his sleeping bag, watching as the small night-light flickers, making the shadows jump around the room. The little boy doesn't move - maybe if he's very still, very quiet, the shadows won't find him.
But there's a small sound from the make-shift crib where baby Sammy is sleeping and it seems to Dean that the flickering of the light becomes more erratic. The shadows seem to loom higher and darker. Another small whimper from Sammy's direction has Dean scrambling out of his sleeping bag, fingers scrabbling for purchase on the rough carpet beneath him.
He scoots quickly to where baby Sammy is supposed to be sleeping, only to see the infant staring bright-eyed up at him. He gives Dean a huge smile when he sees his big brother, and Dean can't help but smile back. Scooping up blankets and baby, Dean steals quietly back to his sleeping bag and tucks them both inside.
Dean curls himself around Baby Sammy, one thin arm curved protectively over the infant. The flickering of the night-light doesn't seem as hostile, and the shadows dip lower, blending back into the night.
“Don’t be scared, Sammy. It’s only the dark. It can’t hurt you.” Dean figures Sammy will learn the truth soon enough.
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