Instead of Sam giving credit to Dean and Castiel, I wish Sam had given the credit to himself for how strong he was/is, how he realized that he could make the choice whether to use his powers for good or evil and he chose good and SAVED THE DAMN WORLD.
Sam finds Jack standing in the doorway of the room he’s borrowing, facing away and weaving like he’ll fall over any moment. Sam knows the feeling only too well, so he stops, reaches out a tentative hand to ground and steady the (much, much) younger man. Sam has had a whole lifetime to get used to how brutal the world can be. Jack has had three days.
He doesn’t deserve this.
“Hey… Jack? I just—”
Jack spins around, and in the moment before he wipes his expression clean, Sam sees anger and sadness and desperation and confusion and disgust.
But then he sees the blood and shredded cloth, and his words die in his throat. All he manages to force out through the sudden tightness is, “Oh, God. Jack.”
Fingers whisper over Jack’s shaking shoulders, over the precise, blood-tinged tears in the cheap t-shirt that can only come from a blade. “Jack, are you—geez, of course you’re not okay. Will you—fuck. Will you sit down?” His fingers find no wounds on Jack, but his whole body is electrified with adrenaline, his own hands shaking now with both the fear and relief of finding the young man unharmed.
Jack sits on his bed, tilting his head up toward Sam. Confusion and hope.
It almost undoes him, because the gaze is too bare, too honest: it says Jack thinks Sam has answers. Sam tries. He knows all the right words for when he meets people like Magda who have struggled and hurt. He knows their purity and their pain, can say with 100% honesty the words he can never make himself believe.
Jack is too close, though, too new, and the assurances taste foreign and fake on his tongue. Articulation and self-control desert him. “Please, Jack,” he starts.
“Please what?”
“Please don’t hurt yourself. You don’t–you shouldn’t have to hurt. You’re good, Jack. I swear you are. I can see it. You shouldn’t–God, are you okay?”
Jack blinks, frowns down at what must be at least twenty self-inflicted stab wounds. “It healed…immediately. I can’t—I can’t stop myself. I’m…” He looks up to Sam, and his eyes communicate what his mouth doesn’t. Dangerous, ruined, out of control, broken, unwanted, lost.
“Jack, you have amazing power, but you’re the one who gets to decide what to do with it. One of the first things you ever told me was–was that you wanted me to say sorry to someone for you. Dean is confused, Jack, but he’s also wrong. These powers are cruel and unfair–to you more than anyone–because they mean you’re going to have to try a lot harder for a lot of things that come easy to most other people.”
“People,” Jack scoffs, eyes shadowed. He whips toward Sam, eyes flashing gold, hand reaching out.
Sam flinches, stumbling backward a step, and Jack withdraws and sinks down onto the bed again, pulling his knees up.
“You think I can’t tell that you’re terrified of me? You’re the only person who says I can be good, but you’re more scared than anyone else!”
“That’s not it…” Sam starts, but his throat is dry and sore, and the words come out fragmented and unconvincing.
sam winchester is sO CUTE //rips shirt off and runs into the sun
I’M HAVING A SITUATION, HE’S SO CUTE
with his lil mannerisms and the fact that he likes peanut butter and banana sandwiche s and throws popcorn at dean when they watch movies and !!!! falls asleep to soft rock in the car!!!!!!!! and his dimples omg and like when he does dumb little brother things like get gleeful when dean embarrasses himself or wryly amused when people hit on dean in front of him ;u; and gosh gosh the fact that sam loves dogs! AND THE WAY HE LEANS ON DOOR-JAMBS AND STICKS HIS HIP OUT, lil bab omg! also the way his hair curls up that little bit at the ends and also like. those stickers he had on his very first laptop in s1, what even were those, saM U DORK
he’S SO CUTE HE’S THE CUTEST SWEETIE BAB i just can’T with him
What was cool, was to catch up, because now, they’re married, they have kids … so a lot had changed, and it was really fun to hear about their kids and life doing the show, but also having a family outside of the show and juggling all of that which they seem to do quite well. It was fun to catch up and see them again so many years later and just great to see that the show is still rolling along and still feels like a family. A lot of that has to do with the boys. They really put that energy and that tone into work every day and they love being there, and they really love each other; and you feel that when you’re there; that really sets the tone for everybody there. Everybody’s there to work, everybody’s there to have a good time, and everyone really appreciates the job they have and the fandom that keeps everything going and humming. Everything that is done on set is really in honor and in tribute to that fandom. It’s a really nice environment to work in.
You’re definitely not the only person I’ve talked to that have noticed the crew being very much the same as the first season to later on in years. I honestly think one of the main reasons is how gentleman-like Jared and Jensen are. That literally trickles down to everyone else in cast and crew; everyone has just stayed together. I think that’s a lot of the reason why Supernatural has done so well is because the actual core group is still there; it still has the same feeling. I think that’s really, really cool.
Carrie Genzel talking about Jared & Jensen and being on the set of Supernatural (x)
for @ladysaxophone13, who said: I love that Dean’s focus when he is hunting is saving innocents. He genuinely wants to keep others from the pain he went through himself.
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