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avandell2007-02-25 06:11 pm
theladyscribe) wrote in avandell2007-02-25 06:11 pm
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Fic: Kate (TNverse)
Title: Kate
Characters: Dean, OFC (implied Dean/OFC)
Rating: PG
Word Count: 446
Summary: They always compliment the car, but this time, she sounds like she actually knows what she’s talking about, and Dean can’t help but feel a surge of pride when he tells her, “She’s got a V-6 engine. Reworked it myself about five years ago.”
Notes: Part of the TNverse. Takes place between the disappearance of Sam and Empty.
Kate
When Dean walks out of the bar, the last thing he’s expecting is a girl walking around his car, acting like she’s never seen anything so incredible in her life. He smirks a little and heads over to where she’s running her fingers along the gleaming edges, her breath held as if the car would disappear if she let it out.
“Can I help you?” he asks, his arms crossed and his eyebrows raised as he comes up behind her.
She turns to look at him, startled, and blushes a little. It’s the waitress from the little diner down the street – the one who sent him to the antique dealer with the apartment for rent. “She yours?” she asks.
“Might be. Why?”
“She’s gorgeous,” the girl gushes, and Dean is surprised at how her whole face lights up. “You’ve kept her in wonderful condition for such an old model. Sixty-seven, Detroit steel, right? They just don’t make them like they used to. Now it’s all fiberglass painted over tin cans. But this… She’s beautiful,” she whispers, her reverence obvious.
They always compliment the car, but this time, she sounds like she actually knows what she’s talking about, and Dean can’t help but feel a surge of pride when he tells her, “She’s got a V-6 engine. Reworked it myself about five years ago.”
“I bet the mileage still sucks,” she says with a smile.
Dean shrugs and says, “Can’t have everything.” He doesn’t add that the mileage would be better if there wasn’t an arsenal still hidden in the trunk, even though he quit hunting over a year ago.
“I’m Kate, by the way,” she says, and she sticks out a hand.
“Dean,” he answers, taking her hand and shaking it. “You know cars pretty well?”
“Yeah, my dad taught me everything. I was an only child and he raised me on his own, so I had a much more well-rounded childhood than most girls, even from around here. Took a lot more bribery to get me to go to prom than it did to get me to go hunting with him.” She grins. “Where’d you learn?”
Dean blinks, and it takes him a moment to realize that ‘hunting’ refers to hunting animals – deer or boar, maybe – and not his kind of hunting. “My dad, too,” he answers, taking a deep breath at the still-painful memories. “He taught me everything I know.”
“Cool,” she says and then cocks her head, as if considering something. “I’d invite you to go get a drink with me, but it looks like you’ve just come from getting one. So, see you around I guess.”
“Yeah,” he says, “see you around.”
Characters: Dean, OFC (implied Dean/OFC)
Rating: PG
Word Count: 446
Summary: They always compliment the car, but this time, she sounds like she actually knows what she’s talking about, and Dean can’t help but feel a surge of pride when he tells her, “She’s got a V-6 engine. Reworked it myself about five years ago.”
Notes: Part of the TNverse. Takes place between the disappearance of Sam and Empty.
Kate
When Dean walks out of the bar, the last thing he’s expecting is a girl walking around his car, acting like she’s never seen anything so incredible in her life. He smirks a little and heads over to where she’s running her fingers along the gleaming edges, her breath held as if the car would disappear if she let it out.
“Can I help you?” he asks, his arms crossed and his eyebrows raised as he comes up behind her.
She turns to look at him, startled, and blushes a little. It’s the waitress from the little diner down the street – the one who sent him to the antique dealer with the apartment for rent. “She yours?” she asks.
“Might be. Why?”
“She’s gorgeous,” the girl gushes, and Dean is surprised at how her whole face lights up. “You’ve kept her in wonderful condition for such an old model. Sixty-seven, Detroit steel, right? They just don’t make them like they used to. Now it’s all fiberglass painted over tin cans. But this… She’s beautiful,” she whispers, her reverence obvious.
They always compliment the car, but this time, she sounds like she actually knows what she’s talking about, and Dean can’t help but feel a surge of pride when he tells her, “She’s got a V-6 engine. Reworked it myself about five years ago.”
“I bet the mileage still sucks,” she says with a smile.
Dean shrugs and says, “Can’t have everything.” He doesn’t add that the mileage would be better if there wasn’t an arsenal still hidden in the trunk, even though he quit hunting over a year ago.
“I’m Kate, by the way,” she says, and she sticks out a hand.
“Dean,” he answers, taking her hand and shaking it. “You know cars pretty well?”
“Yeah, my dad taught me everything. I was an only child and he raised me on his own, so I had a much more well-rounded childhood than most girls, even from around here. Took a lot more bribery to get me to go to prom than it did to get me to go hunting with him.” She grins. “Where’d you learn?”
Dean blinks, and it takes him a moment to realize that ‘hunting’ refers to hunting animals – deer or boar, maybe – and not his kind of hunting. “My dad, too,” he answers, taking a deep breath at the still-painful memories. “He taught me everything I know.”
“Cool,” she says and then cocks her head, as if considering something. “I’d invite you to go get a drink with me, but it looks like you’ve just come from getting one. So, see you around I guess.”
“Yeah,” he says, “see you around.”
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I'm glad you liked the fic!
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but i only have two Firefly xovers -- Hunter's Moon, and the "missing scene" fic (PWP).
cool -- my fic is at
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So, good stuff, indeed.
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I'm afraid that the Dean/Kate love doesn't last forever, though - I've got another fic in the wings that features her and it's not as happy as this one.
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I'm glad you like her, though. I really wanted her to be somebody that Dean could relate to, even if she does eventually leave him.
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hated her gutsdidn't like her much. So. *shrug* Liking Kate is a good thing. Let's see how the leaving Dean part will go though. (and you got to be convincing in that. Cuz you've already established here that Kate has got a functional set of eyes, so you got to give me a possible, plausible reason as to why ANYONE in this world would dump a Winchester man.)no subject
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And, yes! Yes! Of course you can!
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As for why Kate left Dean: there's a hint in the icon that I used for this fic (and even one in the icon for this comment).
And also, if you've read the other TNverse fics (not sure if you have), Kate is mentioned in both "Empty" and "Full Circle" - and Dean mentions why she left (or at least, why he thinks she left).
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