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avandell2007-05-23 11:05 am
theladyscribe) wrote in avandell2007-05-23 11:05 am
Six Months (One-Shot)
Title: Six Months
Characters: Dean, OMC (no pairing)
Rating: PG-13 for disturbing images, character death
Word Count: 200
Summary: This guy wouldn’t have understood the joke anyway.
Notes: SPOILERS FOR AHBL2. Written forjenowago’s prompt: Dean and Sam, day 182 post-AHBL. Originally posted in the comments on my LJ, but I’ve expounded on it a bit, so thought I’d repost.
Characters: Dean, OMC (no pairing)
Rating: PG-13 for disturbing images, character death
Word Count: 200
Summary: This guy wouldn’t have understood the joke anyway.
Notes: SPOILERS FOR AHBL2. Written for
jenowago’s prompt: Dean and Sam, day 182 post-AHBL. Originally posted in the comments on my LJ, but I’ve expounded on it a bit, so thought I’d repost.Six Months
“You go to the chair in nine months,” his lawyer tells him, and Dean can’t even hold down the laugh that bubbles in his throat. “Do you think this is funny, Mr. Winchester?” the man – Mr. Lockwood – says.
Dean almost says yes, but thinks better of it. This guy wouldn’t have understood the joke anyway. Dean may be nine months away from the chair, but he’s only six months away from the hell hounds, and he’s not really concerned about the three months between. He had sort of wondered what would catch up to him first: the demons or the law. He guesses now he knows, and actually he’s a little bit thankful that not even the FBI can speed up trial by jury too much. He’d always heard that the chair was the worst way to go.
Six months later, there are reports of disturbances on death row in the maximum-security prison in Florence, Colorado. Inmates say they heard dogs barking around midnight and that Winchester was laughing like a maniac. No one saw anything and nothing showed up on the cameras, but the next morning they found Winchester’s body. He had been attacked by a pack of dogs.
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A/N: The prison in Florence, Colorado really exists. It’s called the Alcatraz of the Rockies and is one of the highest-security prisons in the country. Seemed fitting that’s where they’d send Dean.
“You go to the chair in nine months,” his lawyer tells him, and Dean can’t even hold down the laugh that bubbles in his throat. “Do you think this is funny, Mr. Winchester?” the man – Mr. Lockwood – says.
Dean almost says yes, but thinks better of it. This guy wouldn’t have understood the joke anyway. Dean may be nine months away from the chair, but he’s only six months away from the hell hounds, and he’s not really concerned about the three months between. He had sort of wondered what would catch up to him first: the demons or the law. He guesses now he knows, and actually he’s a little bit thankful that not even the FBI can speed up trial by jury too much. He’d always heard that the chair was the worst way to go.
Six months later, there are reports of disturbances on death row in the maximum-security prison in Florence, Colorado. Inmates say they heard dogs barking around midnight and that Winchester was laughing like a maniac. No one saw anything and nothing showed up on the cameras, but the next morning they found Winchester’s body. He had been attacked by a pack of dogs.
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A/N: The prison in Florence, Colorado really exists. It’s called the Alcatraz of the Rockies and is one of the highest-security prisons in the country. Seemed fitting that’s where they’d send Dean.