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Table/Prompt: Romance/#5-moonlight, het-slash/#1-anthem, slash-fem/#9-fur

Title: Another Try
Characters: Dean/Lisa
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I own nothing Supernatural.
Summary: Lisa is disappointed and Dean tries to help


Dean was awake when Lisa climbed back into bed in the middle of the night.

"Looks like we start over tomorrow," she stared at the hem of her nightgown and worried it with her fingers.

"Oh, Lisa," Dean put his arm out and she laid down in his arms with her head on his chest. He could feel her tears on his skin. There were no words to make her feel any better. Another cycle of treatment had failed. He held her close, ran his fingers though her hair and kissed the top of her head, the only part of her he could actually see. "I'm sorry it didn't take. Are you sure you want to try again so soon? You could take a month off."

"Don't you want a baby anymore?" she looked up at him with glistening eyes. "Have I been doing this all for nothing?"

"Of course I'd like a baby, but not if it makes you this miserable."

"I just want a baby. How can that be so hard? Have I done something wrong where I don't deserve one? Am I a bad mother to Ben?"

"There aren't any answers. You've done nothing wrong and you are Super Mom. I have no idea how you have the energy for all you get done."

"Then why can't I get pregnant?"

"I don't know, baby. Just try to sleep. We'll call the doctors in the morning to set up the appointments. For now, get some rest."

Lisa sniffled. "You make a good pillow," she commented. "I got you all wet."

"I'll dry. It's no biggie. Remember how much I love you, Lisa. You and Ben are more than I could have ever hoped for. We're happy. I don't want you to forget that in all the pain of trying to conceive."

"Is it greedy to want more?"

"No, just human."




Title: Jeff Foxworthy Songs
Characters: Sam/Dean
Rating: R
Table/Prompt: het-slash/#1-anthem
Warnings: slash, incest
Summary: Dean walks in the room humming a tune.


“What are you singing?” Sam looked up from the computer when Dean walked in the door.

“Some Jeff Foxworthy Christmas song,” Dean replied as he bent to untie his boots. “The Ten Days of Christmas?”

“Twelve Days of Christmas,” Sam corrected. “There’s also that Ten Point Buck song.”

“Yeah, must have combined the two. They had the Christmas one on the jukebox at the bar.”

“They did?”

“Yep. Just shows how far away from civilization we really are. Got that tune stuck in my head now.”

“It was a funny video.”

Dean scrunched his eyebrows together. “I don’t think I remember that one.”

“You probably haven’t seen it. It’s not on the porn network.”

Boots off, Dean sighed as he slouched back in the chair. “Just having the song in my brain is bad enough. Don’t think I need any visuals.”

“Poor Dean,” Sam went to stand behind Dean. He rubbed his brother’s shoulders and kissed his head. “Did the rednecks traumatize you?” he teased.

“I can bring you back there.”

“No, I was waiting for you to return. Had some plans of my own I thought you’d want to follow through on.”

“What plans?”

“Well, it starts like,” Sam gave Dean a kiss, “this, and then goes on from there.”

“I think I like that plan.”

“I knew you would.” Sam smirked as he led Dean to the bed.



Title: Holiday Mischief
Characters: SAm/Dean
Rating: R
Table/Prompt: slash-femmeslash/#9-fur
Warnigns: slash, incest
Summary: Dean raises havoc in a mall.


“You’re evil! Just plain evil!”

Laughing, Dean followed Sam into their room. “I am not.”

“Then why’d you tell that kid to go pull on Santa’s beard?”

“I wanted to see if he’d actually do it.”

“What possessed you to dare a little kid? That mall Santa isn’t very happy with you. It’s a good thing we didn’t need anything else because there’s no way we could have stuck around with his beard hanging off him the way it did. Do you realize you just wrecked Santa Claus for the rest of those children in line?”

“I did not. They’re smart enough to know that the santas they see at the stores are just Santa’s helpers. There’s only one Santa, after all. They had half a dozen at that damn mall. If anyone wrecked their belief in Santa, it was whoever hired all those guys without checking with the other stores.”

“What made you pick that particular santa, then? Like you said, there were plenty others.”

“He just rubbed me the wrong way.” Dean grinned deviously at Sam, “I got us something, though.”

“What?” Sam wasn’t totally sure he wanted to know.

“I got you a Santa hat,” Dean whipped the fuzzy thing from behind his back.

“Why?”

“So you can wear it in the bedroom.” Sam just about asked another question before Dean continued, “With nothing else. You naked in this hat is something I can believe in.”

Sam sank into Dean’s arms. “Me, too.”


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