Fan Fiction
Mar. 16th, 2007 05:07 pmTitle: Photograph (part one)
Author:
ugahill
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: None
Rating: PG
Word Count: 11,905
Disclaimer: Supernatural and all its awesomeness belongs to Eric Kripke, CW and Time Warner Entertainment group. Only the Scripting is mine.
Summary: It seems like another rainy day in a nowhere town, until a box of old memories gives the Winchesters a photographic glimpse into their own lives.
Warnings: None, other than a few 'stronger' words, not even worth a PG-13 rating.
Notes: This fic was written for a 'fic-a-thon' courtesy the journal of
shay_renoylds It's inspired by the song "Photograph" by Nickelback (cuz that was my assignment). It's in two parts at my journal, so don't miss the second half! (If anyone knows a way around the word limit, please let me know!)
Teaser Link: What the hell is on your head? he laughed. This time they were on a sandy shore, a beach, maybe, or a riverbank. Dean was lying on his stomach, around five or six years old, his face cupped in his hands, freckles bright as he smiled at the camera. Sam was sitting on Dean's back, making a strongman pose, swimmies on his biceps and something fuzzy attached to his head.
Quite a few of us did fanfic for a fic-a-thon, and they're all based on songs--if you're interested in reading more, please check out the links at
shay_renoylds
Author:
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: None
Rating: PG
Word Count: 11,905
Disclaimer: Supernatural and all its awesomeness belongs to Eric Kripke, CW and Time Warner Entertainment group. Only the Scripting is mine.
Summary: It seems like another rainy day in a nowhere town, until a box of old memories gives the Winchesters a photographic glimpse into their own lives.
Warnings: None, other than a few 'stronger' words, not even worth a PG-13 rating.
Notes: This fic was written for a 'fic-a-thon' courtesy the journal of
Teaser Link: What the hell is on your head? he laughed. This time they were on a sandy shore, a beach, maybe, or a riverbank. Dean was lying on his stomach, around five or six years old, his face cupped in his hands, freckles bright as he smiled at the camera. Sam was sitting on Dean's back, making a strongman pose, swimmies on his biceps and something fuzzy attached to his head.
Quite a few of us did fanfic for a fic-a-thon, and they're all based on songs--if you're interested in reading more, please check out the links at