Floundering Around in the Dark

Fandom: Supernatural/Leverage
Title: The Family Business Part Two
Pairings/Characters: Sam, Dean, John, Bobby, Eliot, Nate, Sophie, Parker, Hardison, OFCs
Word Count: 19307 (entire piece)
Rating: R
Summary: Sam and Dean get a call from someone they've worked, and played, with in the past, but when they meet up with Eliot Spencer in a small town in Kentucky everything they thought they knew changes.

A/Ns & Warnings: This is set mid season 7 for Supernatural, picking up somewhere around 7X07 and spanning to just before 7X17. For Leverage, it is between seasons 4 and 5. And yes, it leaves some things unresolved. I will likely come back to it eventually and chase out how the rest of the season would have changed. CANON CHARACTER DEATH, though it is entirely off screen.

( It wasn’t every day he got a call from Eliot Spencer asking for a meet up in some hick town in the green-for-miles part of Kentucky. Hell, it wasn’t often he got a call from Eliot Spencer at all. )

Fandom: Supernatural
Title: Obedience (Part Two of Two)
Characters/Pairings: Dean/Sam, OMC/Dean, OMC/Sam
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: ~17000 for total fic
Summary: Someone from the boys' past resurfaces with a plan to keep Sam for himself, but when he catches Dean in his trap instead, his plans change, and he uses one brother to catch and break the other.

A/Ns & Warnings: This is not pretty, happy, sexy fic. Herein lies slave fic of a sort; serious rape, violence, non-con drug use, forced incest and CHARACTER DEATH. This began while I was beta reading for meus_venator, based on a small comment in part of her fic, which she in-turn lays at the feet of another, whose name escapes me at the moment. At least now it is out of my head.

( Or maybe…maybe Dean was just trying to keep Sam from whatever fate it was their father had envisioned for him. Maybe this was ultimately the only way Sam didn't go dark. Maybe Dean was right. He deserved this. Wanted it even. )

Fandom: Supernatural
Title: Under Siege (Part Six--I'll get an index up soon)
Characters/Pairings: Dean, Sam, Castiel, Bobby, John, Lucifer/Castiel, Lucifer/Dean
Word Count: 3544
Rating: NC-17 (for theme)
Summary: Near the end of Season Six, after "The Man Who Would Be King"...Castiel has not been seen or heard from since his last conversation with Dean at Bobby's. Time marches on without him and Sam and Dean keep hunting. One night Sam wakes to sounds he can't place and Balthazar appears, leaving a very wounded, unresponsive & comatose Castiel in their care before he disappears. Thus begins a mystery that will stretch the already thin resources of the Winchester boys to their limits...and may break more than one of them before the end.

A/Ns & Warnings: This is a fic that ate my brain, continues to eat my brain. It is partially the fault of varkelton and the conversation begun at her house. Fair warning that the topic of that conversation was what situations either of us could conceivably actually slash Castiel with either of the boys....so while this has not yet gone to a slashy place, it very well may andso, Lucifer takes the stage, and that leads to sex of the not entirely consensual As to warnings for this part? More whumpage, non-con, memories of violence and rape.

( Castiel…and I think Sam was in the background, at least at first. He said something about a hotel. )

Fandom: Supernatural
Title: Under Siege (Part Four--I'll get an index up soon)
Characters/Pairings: Dean, Sam, Castiel, Bobby, John, Balthazar (some mild Sam/Castiel)
Word Count: 4562
Rating: NC-17 (for theme)
Summary: Near the end of Season Six, after "The Man Who Would Be King"...Castiel has not been seen or heard from since his last conversation with Dean at Bobby's. Time marches on without him and Sam and Dean keep hunting. One night Sam wakes to sounds he can't place and Balthazar appears, leaving a very wounded, unresponsive & comatose Castiel in their care before he disappears. Thus begins a mystery that will stretch the already thin resources of the Winchester boys to their limits...and may break more than one of them before the end.

A/Ns & Warnings: This is a fic that ate my brain, continues to eat my brain. It is partially the fault of varkelton and the conversation begun at her house. Fair warning that the topic of that conversation was what situations either of us could conceivably actually slash Castiel with either of the boys....so while this has not yet gone to a slashy place, it very well may andso, it has begun inching toward the slashy place, though this part includes only very minor kissing....it may ultimately include Dean/Castiel, Sam/Castiel and quite possibly Dean/Castiel/Sam...consider yourself warned. As to warnings for this part? Much Castiel whumpage (including implied sexual assault, which it should be said is implied to include non-con bestiality of a sort). Mind fuckery. Implied and partially remembered violence.


( Balthazar wasn’t entirely wrong, of course. They would be better getting the hell out, but he couldn’t see a clean way of doing that. Not without sacrificing Castiel…and while Dean was still angry with the bastard for the lying and spying, there was no way he was going to turn him over for what would likely be even worse torture than Castiel had already been through. )

Fandom: Supernatural
Title: Under Siege (Part Two)
Characters/Pairings: Sam, Dean, Castiel, Bobby, Crowley, John, Balthazar
Word Count: 6364
Rating: NC-17 (for theme)
Summary: Near the end of Season Six, after "The Man Who Would Be King"...Castiel has not been seen or heard from since his last conversation with Dean at Bobby's. Time marches on without him and Sam and Dean keep hunting. One night Sam wakes to sounds he can't place and Balthazar appears, leaving a very wounded, unresponsive & comatose Castiel in their care before he disappears. Thus begins a mystery that will stretch the already thin resources of the Winchester boys to their limits...and may break more than one of them before the end.

A/Ns & Warnings: This is a fic that ate my brain, continues to eat my brain. It is partially the fault of varkelton and the conversation begun at her house on Saturday. Fair warning that the topic of that conversation was what situations either of us could conceivably actually slash Castiel with either of the boys....so while this has not yet gone to a slashy place, it very well may and may ultimately include Dean/Castiel, Sam/Castiel and quite possibly Dean/Castiel/Sam...consider yourself warned. As to warnings for this part? Much Castiel whumpage (including implied sexual assault, which it should be said is implied to include non-con bestiality of a sort). Mind fuckery. Implied and partially remembered violence.


( Listening to Sam suffer in his sleep had been getting harder. Dean's own dreams tended to follow the dark down into memories he tried to keep buried. And the way he hit the floor, the headaches… )

Fandom: Leverage/SPN
Title: Too Long Away (Part One)
Characters: Sam, Dean, Bobby, Castiel, Eliot (as Azrael, angel of death)
Rating: R~ish, for language, some violence
Word Count: ~2500
Summary: Azrael has been away from home a long time, but when the pain of a brother calls out to him, he comes to the aid of Castiel and Bobby, and finds himself embroiled in a war that is not meant to be, pulled into an apocalypse that goes against everything he knew to be true. When he discovers the reason, there will be no going back to the simple life of Eliot Spencer.

A/Ns & Warnings: This is not what I'm supposed to be writing, and I'm hoping that with this part out of my head, Azrael!Eliot will leave me alone to work on the stuff I need to be working on. Yes, there will be more. Yes. Yes. But first to finish my help_haiti fic and my novel sequel, and a couple of fics people bought. Some violence here, but mostly off screen. That will change in future chapters. I mean. It's Eliot. As the Angel of Death. Violence is kind of a gimme.


( He turns to survey the remains of the day. The sun is setting and darkness crowds in around the few stones still standing. Smoke cloisters in valleys and clings to the bodies of the fallen. The sounds of suffering and dying ruffle the breeze, calling to him. )