Fic: SN (Samverse), "Face Mask"
Feb. 23rd, 2010 12:20 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lonetreadMore or less written 2/10/10. Finally finished it up just now. I'm expecting this to be the first of at least two "Swap Meat" drabbles in this 'verse, but we'll see. For now, here's Sam's. (ETA: And I'm not 100% happy with the title, but I figure if the writers can make an otherwise-unrelated, cheesy pun, then so can I. :))
Face Mask
Sam had almost wanted to play along, to take advantage of the opportunity, to forget for a while about Michael and Lucifer and the Apocalypse and instead just catch up on the boyhood he’d missed.
Part of him wanted it, badly.
But the other, larger, part knew better. Knew that the Apocalypse waited for no one.
And knew, too, that he’d already spent too long pretending to be someone he wasn’t, and couldn’t do it anymore.
So he said what he had to, and focused on getting back into the life he’d been destined for, and the body he’d earned.
Face Mask
Sam had almost wanted to play along, to take advantage of the opportunity, to forget for a while about Michael and Lucifer and the Apocalypse and instead just catch up on the boyhood he’d missed.
Part of him wanted it, badly.
But the other, larger, part knew better. Knew that the Apocalypse waited for no one.
And knew, too, that he’d already spent too long pretending to be someone he wasn’t, and couldn’t do it anymore.
So he said what he had to, and focused on getting back into the life he’d been destined for, and the body he’d earned.
