Choco_cherries Challenge: After Midnight
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Title: After Midnight
Author: Lirazel (
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Fandoms: Supernatural and Friday Night Lights
Pairing: Dean Winchester/Lyla Garrity
Wordcount: 300
Spoilers: All of Friday Night Lights, none really for Supernatural
Prompt: Yellow ([Unknown site tag]
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His jacket is tossed into the backseat of the Impala as soon as he climbs out of the car, and ten minutes later, he’s stripped off the sweaty flannel and is down to his Metallica t-shirt. Sammy starts complaining—there’s no case in Dillon; this was supposed to be a quick stop for gas and a meal. But first there was the best pie Dean’s ever tasted, and then there was Lyla.
She looks fragile and tiny, but there’s a survivor’s fire in her eyes and her chin is tilted imperiously. She’s flipping through CDs at the music store, and as he combs through the ₵25 cassette box—there’s a little too much Patsy Cline and not nearly enough the Clash—he watches her. Princess type, but the clock’s struck
Dean Winchester is no prince, but he recognizes strength when he sees it, even if it’s masquerading as a lost little girl.
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