Dean's Projection of Arthur
immortal-whispers: … possibly a little light in the loafers, definitely a dick.
“Arthur, you know I love your hair, but the clients will never take you seriously like that.” “What about yours?” “I’m the builder, I’m supposed to look like a mad scientist in training.”
September 14, 1995
So this is the shipping container that had been red-flagged and set aside. Grimsby Port had to be completely evacuated. When the hazardous materials and bomb squads agreed they could open the door, this is what they found: 48,000 spools of four-ply waxed slate grey thread, to be exact. The cost of shutting down Grimsby Port for two days was estimated to be in the high seven-figures. ...
Arthur braces for the shot even as he turns towards the projection. Not again, he thinks before the bullet slams into his forehead. If Sam’s brother ever makes the mistake of showing up in real life, Arthur’s going to kick Dean’s ass just on principle.
Arthur’s official orders are to ensure Sam’s security. His assignment is to protect a vital government asset: the kid whose dreams feel real. What’s more— if Sam ever tries to run, to sell his talents elsewhere— Arthur’s supposed to be the one who brings him to ground. Arthur’s not supposed to take advantage of the teen-aged civilian in his charge. He...
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First: thank you. You’re interested and therefore awesome. Second: If it’s Sam Winchester/Arthur, it’s encouraged. If it fits Eames into the love triangle, it is pounced upon. If you have any idea what Saito’s Limbo-strained mind is going to think of Dick Roman — send it in! Bonus but not required: If you’re at a loss or just curious about how to get these two...
A few months after he stops using Somnacin, Sam starts dreaming again. He isn’t surprised that his first dreams are about Arthur. But, pulling Jess closer, Sam does feel just a little guilty.
The Reaper at Cold Oak knew that Winchesters were often difficult jobs, so it took a form it knew Sam would trust to lead him into the afterlife.