Taken from just about everyone

[beanside]

Give me one of my own stories, and a timestamp sometime in the future after the end of the story, or sometime in the past before the story started, and I'll write you at least a hundred words of what happened then, whether it's five minutes before the story started or ten years in the future.

I'll expand this to include any of the ones I've written with the lovely nilchance as well.

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God, that's actually a tough one. *grin* Cool.

His body was for all intents and purposes dead, John thought. The only thing holding it together was the demon.

“And don’t you forget it, Johnnyboy.” The demon’s hated voice rang out in his head.

“I wasn’t talking to you.”

“Too damn bad. Your boy’s getting sloppy, John. How many more times do you think you can stop me from killing him? All it takes is once, and Sammy’ll be all alone in the world.”

“That won’t happen.”

“Sure it will. You know why? Because Dean can’t kill his Daddy. He loves you too much.” John felt his lips curve in an unwilling smile as the demon savored his pain. “Maybe I’ll keep your body for a while. How long before Sammy cracks, do you think?”

“He won’t.”

“Mmm. Dean dead, and Sammy all alone. Eventually, he’s going to break, John. He’ll crawl to Daddy.”

“No.”

“And there we’ll be. Just waiting to comfort him. It’s inevitable, John. Sam will be mine.”

John raged silently in his body, denying the demon’s words, praying to a god who had never heard him before that his boys would have the strength to stop the demon, to do what had to be done.