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The Distance of the Setting Sun by Murron (NC-17)
Fandom: SUPERNATURAL
Pairing: Dean/Castiel
Length: ~ 17850 words
Author on LJ:
murron
Author Website: Fic Index on LJ
Why this must be read: If you had an angel, what would you do with him? (Okay, I realize that's a loaded question, and if you're Dean Winchester your answer might not be appropriate for all ages.) This story is an AU set after season 5 and takes advantage of Cas's angel transportation skills to embark on a globe-trotting vacation with Dean and Sam. However, it's not all fun, sun, and souvenirs. Sam's dealing with guilt over having pulled Dean away from Lisa and Ben, and ruining what Sam sees as Dean's chance out of the hunting life. Dean, on the other hand, can't quite get into the spirit of the trip; it seems as if there's nothing he wants for himself, but that turns out to not exactly be true. All three of the characters are in their own way without purpose, lost, but ultimately they discover that they're still better together than alone. It's a lovely, long, leisurely story with good banter and quiet character insights.
“Wait a minute,” Dean said. “Are you telling us you’ve been hanging out on some Greek island for a holiday?”
“It’s a good place to rest,” Cas argued.
“Yeah,” Dean laughed. “That’s what they call a holiday. I swear, every time I think I’ve got you figured out... ” Still chuckling, he was ready to return to his eggs when he caught Sam staring at Cas. Dean froze, fork in his mouth because Sam had that look. Like he would love to take off your face, scoop out your brain and find out how it worked. Cas shifted and unfolded his hands on the table.
“You can zap everywhere, right, Cas?” Sam asked and Cas nodded carefully.
“Yes.”
“Distance is not an issue?”
“No.”
“You can take people, too?”
“You know I can,” Cas replied, raising a brow.
“So you could take us to Greece?” Sam went on.
“You want to go to Greece?” Dean asked and dribbled omelet on the plate.
“Shush,” Sam said and flapped a hand at him. Dean was so surprised he didn’t even stab him with his fork.
“You could?” Sam repeated, shoved his laptop aside and bent closer to Cas.
“Yes,” Cas said and leaned back on his bench.
“Awesome,” Sam cried and slapped his hand on the table. “Why didn’t we think of that before?”
“Think of what?” Dean asked. He missed something here, he knew he did.
“Greece, Italy, Thailand,” Sam said and grinned. “Shit. We could go to the Chatham Islands if we wanted to.” By then, he seemed one step short of bouncing on his seat.
“What the hell are you talking about?” Dean demanded.
“I don’t understand either,” Cas agreed, watching Sam as though he’d sprouted a pair of blue horns.
“I’m talking about a vacation, guys,” Sam said brightly. “I’m talking about us three trotting the globe.”
“Are you nuts?” Dean asked. “Why would we do that?”
Read the story and feedback the author: The Distance of the Setting Sun
Pairing: Dean/Castiel
Length: ~ 17850 words
Author on LJ:
Author Website: Fic Index on LJ
Why this must be read: If you had an angel, what would you do with him? (Okay, I realize that's a loaded question, and if you're Dean Winchester your answer might not be appropriate for all ages.) This story is an AU set after season 5 and takes advantage of Cas's angel transportation skills to embark on a globe-trotting vacation with Dean and Sam. However, it's not all fun, sun, and souvenirs. Sam's dealing with guilt over having pulled Dean away from Lisa and Ben, and ruining what Sam sees as Dean's chance out of the hunting life. Dean, on the other hand, can't quite get into the spirit of the trip; it seems as if there's nothing he wants for himself, but that turns out to not exactly be true. All three of the characters are in their own way without purpose, lost, but ultimately they discover that they're still better together than alone. It's a lovely, long, leisurely story with good banter and quiet character insights.
“Wait a minute,” Dean said. “Are you telling us you’ve been hanging out on some Greek island for a holiday?”
“It’s a good place to rest,” Cas argued.
“Yeah,” Dean laughed. “That’s what they call a holiday. I swear, every time I think I’ve got you figured out... ” Still chuckling, he was ready to return to his eggs when he caught Sam staring at Cas. Dean froze, fork in his mouth because Sam had that look. Like he would love to take off your face, scoop out your brain and find out how it worked. Cas shifted and unfolded his hands on the table.
“You can zap everywhere, right, Cas?” Sam asked and Cas nodded carefully.
“Yes.”
“Distance is not an issue?”
“No.”
“You can take people, too?”
“You know I can,” Cas replied, raising a brow.
“So you could take us to Greece?” Sam went on.
“You want to go to Greece?” Dean asked and dribbled omelet on the plate.
“Shush,” Sam said and flapped a hand at him. Dean was so surprised he didn’t even stab him with his fork.
“You could?” Sam repeated, shoved his laptop aside and bent closer to Cas.
“Yes,” Cas said and leaned back on his bench.
“Awesome,” Sam cried and slapped his hand on the table. “Why didn’t we think of that before?”
“Think of what?” Dean asked. He missed something here, he knew he did.
“Greece, Italy, Thailand,” Sam said and grinned. “Shit. We could go to the Chatham Islands if we wanted to.” By then, he seemed one step short of bouncing on his seat.
“What the hell are you talking about?” Dean demanded.
“I don’t understand either,” Cas agreed, watching Sam as though he’d sprouted a pair of blue horns.
“I’m talking about a vacation, guys,” Sam said brightly. “I’m talking about us three trotting the globe.”
“Are you nuts?” Dean asked. “Why would we do that?”
Read the story and feedback the author: The Distance of the Setting Sun
