Rating: Explicit Word Count: 20,701 Archive Warnings: None Major Tags: Alternate Universe – Canon Divergence, Post-Season/Series 12, Eileen Leahy Lives, Canon-Typical Violence, Case Fic, Magic, Past Character Death, Sharing a Bed, First Kiss, First Time, Vaginal Sex, Sam Winchester Has Self-Esteem Issues, Castiel/Dean Winchester (side pairing) – Freeform Summary: Sam is reeling after Eileen shows up, alive and totally unscathed, at the Winchester’s door. He’d seen her dead with his own two eyes, but apparently that’s just another one in the cruel string of fake-outs, near misses, and actual deaths his life has become these past thirteen years. He should be grateful that she’s alive, and he certainly is, but now he’s faced with the a reality that is somehow even worse. He’s still got feelings for her, and his drive to make sure she doesn’t wind up actually dead this time are putting a damper on whatever chance he thought they could have had at a real relationship. He doesn’t doubt her abilities, but he has no idea if he’s strong enough to make that leap.
Written by @rosemoonweaver Art by @dmsilvisart Rating: Explicit Word Count: 20,774 Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Tags: Canon Divergent, Post Season 12, Eileen Lives, Canon Typical Violence, Case Fic, Magic, Vaginal Sex, First Kiss, Dean/Castiel (side pairing), discussions of past character death Summary: Sam is reeling after Eileen shows up, alive and totally unscathed, at the Winchester’s door. He’d seen her dead with his own two eyes, but apparently that’s just another one in the cruel string of fake-outs, near misses, and actual deaths his life has become these past thirteen years. He should be grateful that she’s alive, and he certainly is, but now he’s faced with the a reality that is somehow even worse. He’s still got feelings for her, and his drive to make sure she doesn’t wind up actually dead this time are putting a damper on whatever chance he thought they could have had at a real relationship. He doesn’t doubt her abilities, but he has no idea if he’s strong enough to make that leap.
Posting February 19th
Dean pulls a silver switchblade from his shirt pocket and flicks it open. He gestures of the creature’s hand, and she stretches it out for him, her eyes still on Sam. She flinches when the blade slides across her skin, but there is no smoke. Dean pockets it and repeats the process with holy water. Still no smoke. No hissing. No issues. Just a slightly wetter looking Eileen.
“See? I’m not a shifter. Or a demon. It’s just me.”
Sam exhales and lowers the gun. “How?”
“How what?”
“How aren’t you dead?” Dean asks.
“I saw your body. I had to make sure. You were – it was a hellhound,” Sam says.
Eileen’s face falls and she drops her arms. “I was on a plane until three days ago. I took a greyhound to Wichita.”
“But I -”
“I wasn’t me,” she says, “maybe you were mistaken – “
“No. It had your face. It was meant to be you. I was supposed to see you.”
“Oh, Sam.” Eileen comes forward, wrapping her arms around him and nuzzling into his chest. Sam lets out a breath and allows his body to relax. His heart is thundering behind his ribs and he’s probably about to start crying, but he lets his free hand slide up and down Eileen’s back. She’s here. She’s real. She’s okay. Thank fuck.
Karate, SPN Demonic Octopus Guardian 