crack_van | Wind, Promises, Beer, and Dust by krisomniac (PG)

Fandom: SUPERNATURAL
Pairing: none (gen)
Length: 1900 words
Author on LJ:

krisomniac
Author Website: her fic masterlist
Why this must be read:

I love Ellen. I miss Ellen. And this is a lovely glimpse into her mind and heart at the beginning of S2, a simple but profound sketch of her own history and her history with the Winchesters. A bit AU now, I think, in the details, but emotionally spot-on anyway.

An excerpt:

Ellen watches the dust settle on the road long after the Volkswagen is gone back to Bobby's. She leans back against the rough wooden door and listens to the sound of Ash setting his beer on the bar, the rapid clicking of his fingers on the keyboard, Jo moving the chairs and tables aside as she sweeps. The afternoon sun is shining. The leaves are changing from golden red to faded brown.

And John Winchester is dead.

She closes her eyes and imagines him answering the phone, the smile and greeting she could always count on, even when he was a thousand miles away. The memories are so vivid she doesn't quite believe they're all that's left of him. Death is something that happens to other people, normal people.

She almost smiles at the irony. The first time she met John, she wouldn't have picked him out of the crowd.

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Wind, Promises, Beer, and Dust