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Title: Breakfast
Author: [livejournal.com profile] muccamukk
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: PG (No Pairing)
Number of Words: About 300
Spoilers: The Pilot?
Notes: The second in my Mary the Hunter snippets. The first one is here. Thank you to [livejournal.com profile] acaciaonnastik for the beta.
Disclaimer:I realise that the recognisable persons, places and things in the following story are not mine. As I am making no money from this, I respectfully request that no one sue me.


"The boys can have Pete's old room, if you want some more space," Maeruth said the morning after their arrival. "It's cluttered up with a bunch of old things, but it won't take much to clear out."

Mary's brothers were gone already, probably chasing stock in the back woods, and Mary and her sister-in-law had the kitchen sizzling with hot breakfast for their return. Dean sat in a corner, instructing his little brother in the art of matchbox cars.

"I suppose they could," Mary said, thinking of the safe familiar wallpaper of her old room, and falling asleep with Dean's head hard against her collarbone. "But I don't think it would go over very well. Dean wouldn't sleep, and Sammy would cry enough that no one else would either."

Maeruth poured more Tabasco sauce in the eggs, making Mary's eyes water. "Maybe in a few days then," she said, "Once they're more used to the place." Judging the hash browns she had Mary stirring about done, she said, "The men'll be back in the yard, could you go yell at them for me?"

As she started for the door, Dean immediately rose to follow his mother. "I'm just going outside," she told him. "You wait with Auntie."

Dean froze, eyes wide. His bottom lips started to tremble.

Shit, Mary thought. This really has to stop. Kneeling on the sanded pine floor, she met his gaze. "Dean, honey," she said. "I'll be right back, but I need you to stay with Sammy. It's your job to be brave and keep him safe now that Daddy's gone."

Her sister-in-law caught her eye from across the room and frowned. Mary just shrugged and ducked out the door.

Behind her, Dean herded Sammy farther back into the corner and planted himself firmly in front of him.

Date: 2007-02-10 10:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] naewinter.livejournal.com
Dean herded Sammy farther back into the corner and planted himself firmly in front of him
N'aww.

*adds to post first* Muwahaha.

Date: 2007-02-10 02:39 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] dotfic.livejournal.com
Oh, that's heartbreaking.

Interesting that Dean's role of protector starts because Mary needs to be able to function, to be able to leave Dean and Sam for a minute. It's different than how I imagined John's thought process (which was that he deliberately did it to make sure of an extra layer of protection for Sam). Here, Mary seems to be trying to make Dean less frightened by empowering him. Then again, maybe that is why John did it after all.
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