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There are stories about a man who rescued his wife from hell, driving a classic car and listening to Johnny Cash. But they’re just stories.
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By the side of an anonymous road, they dig up bones. Scorched and jumbled, they are reconstructed as an adult male, dead a decade at least.
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There are stories about a man who saved an entire town of children, driving a classic car and listening to Johnny Cash. But they’re just stories.
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His dental records identify him as John Winchester, late of Lawrence, Kansas. They also match a man called John Hendon. And Thomas McQueen. And Martin O’Shaughnessy.
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There are stories about a man who brought up his sons to fight the monsters in the shadows, driving a classic car and listening to Johnny Cash. But they’re just stories.
oOo
John Winchester’s wife died in 1982, and he left Kansas with his two sons shortly after that. No-one in Lawrence is sure what happened to them after that.
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There are stories about a man who killed vampires, driving a classic car and listening to Johnny Cash. But they’re just stories.
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He had warrants issued in his name. Lots of them. Theft and fraud and grave desecration and assault. John Winchester wasn’t a nice guy.
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There are stories about a man who sacrificed himself for his son, driving a classic car and listening to Johnny Cash. But they’re just stories.
oOo
They close the file on John Winchester. He died of natural causes, and was no great loss to humanity. End of story.
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There are stories about a man who helped save the world, driving a classic car and listening to Johnny Cash.
But they’re just stories.
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There are stories about a man who rescued his wife from hell, driving a classic car and listening to Johnny Cash. But they’re just stories.
By the side of an anonymous road, they dig up bones. Scorched and jumbled, they are reconstructed as an adult male, dead a decade at least.
There are stories about a man who saved an entire town of children, driving a classic car and listening to Johnny Cash. But they’re just stories.
His dental records identify him as John Winchester, late of Lawrence, Kansas. They also match a man called John Hendon. And Thomas McQueen. And Martin O’Shaughnessy.
There are stories about a man who brought up his sons to fight the monsters in the shadows, driving a classic car and listening to Johnny Cash. But they’re just stories.
John Winchester’s wife died in 1982, and he left Kansas with his two sons shortly after that. No-one in Lawrence is sure what happened to them after that.
There are stories about a man who killed vampires, driving a classic car and listening to Johnny Cash. But they’re just stories.
He had warrants issued in his name. Lots of them. Theft and fraud and grave desecration and assault. John Winchester wasn’t a nice guy.
There are stories about a man who sacrificed himself for his son, driving a classic car and listening to Johnny Cash. But they’re just stories.
They close the file on John Winchester. He died of natural causes, and was no great loss to humanity. End of story.
There are stories about a man who helped save the world, driving a classic car and listening to Johnny Cash.
But they’re just stories.
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Date: 2009-05-12 12:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-12 12:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-12 10:40 pm (UTC)I sure as hell will never forget him :)
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Date: 2009-05-13 11:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-13 04:03 pm (UTC)Stupendous is how you can string words to such short sentences that invoke the memories of a man who was not just a gallant bastard, a misunderstood and difficult father who loved his sons too much but also a husband who honoured his love's memory with the ferocity and passion undreamed of.
I don't cry often when I read fics, but this one ...
*fumbles with a tissue*
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Date: 2009-05-14 07:30 pm (UTC)