Rings of Smoke Through the Trees
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Title: Rings of Smoke Through the Trees
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Characters: Dean and Sam
Prompt: 49 Reader's Choice
Rating: PG-13 (T)
Length: Long
Brief summary: While Sam is away at college, Sam and Dean are reminded of each other. I can’t help but love Sam’s thoughts about stealing the Chevy Impala and taking it out to have a ‘Dean moment’.
Someone needs to mar the hell out of this thing, you know? Just take it out to a war, give it some scars or a few brutal nightmares or something.
You could do it.
No, really, you could totally do it. You have the rest of the day -- the rest of the weekend, really. Jess has her part-time job tonight, you don't have any tests to study for, nobody's really looking at you. A pick of the lock, a twist of some wires, and you could be halfway to the next county by the time anybody realizes either one of you are gone.
You could go all out, too, if you're so gung-ho to play Dean For a Day or whatever the hell passes for it. Pick up some weapons and a fake ID or two. A bag of salt, a box of matches and a shovel. The greatest hits of AC/DC and the obituaries and a red pen. Drive until you find something big and nasty to kill. Flirt with anything that moves.
Couldn't you just picture it? And see, what would really be the capper on the whole thing is that with your luck, Dean and Dad would suddenly appear out of nowhere and wonder what the hell happened to you. You're standing there with someone else's battered Impala with a simpering damsel in distress on one arm and the severed head of something ugly and scaly dangling from your other hand. It's almost poetic, wouldn't you say? Of course, "I was having a Dean moment" doesn't quite cover that level of embarrassment, does it?