7 Works by GingaaaBritt
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After Charlie's death and a bad hunt Sam gives up. He makes a decision that changes everything.
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“Your brother has yet again done something with drastic cosmic consequences.” Sam squeezed his eyes shut, unwilling to see the hatred and disappointment on Dean’s face. “Samuel.” Death called and he couldn’t have rejected the request if he’d tried. “You would give up all that you have worked so hard to accomplish, all that you are, and live a subservient life instead?” Sam swallowed thickly, blinking rapidly as he tried to figure out how to say what he needed to say.“If it means none of my mistakes happen, all of those lives saved,” Sam couldn’t stop his eyes from darting to Dean once but was taken aback by the stricken look on his face. “Of course I would.” He turned back to Death who was gazing at him like a bug under a microscope. He guessed that’s what he really was to something as powerful as Death. The horseman nodded once as he stood.
“Very well."
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What if Dean had a twin sister that changed absolutely everything?
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“Why? Why me?”
“Well, kid, that’s the interesting part. See, you were supposed to be special. Have this grand destiny, the works. Unfortunately, the Big Man decided that it wasn’t quite time for those plans and threw a kink in the works.” Sam looked at the monster questioningly. What the hell was he blabbering on about? The Big Man? Sam could hear the capital letters in the way the demon said that. God? Was he referring to God? “Don’t you worry about any of that. It’s not your destiny now.”
“Why not? What kind of kink did God throw into my destiny?”
“Your sister. See Samael, you and your brother were supposed to be inseparable. Soulmates. A perfect balance. The plan was set long, long ago. Then your brother had a twin. That in itself wasn’t the problem. No, the problem was that they are soulmates."
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What if Azazel decided to up his game?
What if Ramiel didn't want the apocalypse?~~~~~
“That’s why I’m here. Under Azazel, the kid will be used as a weapon to help raise Lucifer. An’ if none of them other little fuckers hold out, he’ll end up being Lucifer’s meatsuit.” Meg seemed put off by that idea. It was working. Maybe he’d found his way in. “You ‘n I both know the importance of his older brother. You really think that the angels will let Lucifer’s true vessel not house him?” Meg shook her head, knowing the sad truth about her little brother. “The bigger problem is Asmodeus.” Meg’s eyes widened comically and her head whipped to the side to look at him. It would’ve been funny in any other situation. “Dagon heard a rumor that the Bastard Prince,” it was his and Dagon’s snide nickname for Asmodeus. “Is planning to get ahold of our nephew and use him to take hell.”
“Oh, what the fuck?!” Meg grumbled and stood abruptly.
“We can’t let that happen, Meg. We can stop it. All of it.”
“No. Abso-fucking-lutely not. No way. What do you need?” Bingo. His first sale was done. -
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After the apocalypse that wasn't Sam and his family are moving forward. How will being a nephil change Sam's time at Stanford? Will he be able to accept himself and find love?
"Sam took a week off from college after the disaster that was his nephil-napping. He spent his week off with his family. Relishing in training the new guardians, getting to know Lucifer, hunting with his brother. Things had been almost normal again. His father had been ecstatic to learn that Sam had been accepted into Stanford and that he was making friends. He’d been more than pissed to learn what had happened with the hunters. However, much like Dean, he had encouraged Sam to not allow a single mishap to derail his plans and goals. Gabriel understood the urge to run away from his problems. Sam apparently got that personality quirk from his father. Unfortunately, Gabriel also spouted, with all his years of wisdom, how he had learned from his mistakes and that fleeing the drama wouldn’t help. Sam still wasn’t sure he was ready to face Jess or any of his friends."
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- Part 2 of Nephil Sam
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I've seen this idea a few times, but this is my version of what could have happened if Sam was Gabe's son.
"Mary Campbell was a strong woman who had left hunting behind to raise a family. The Campbells were known to be some of the most knowledgeable hunters on the planet. He promised to alter her family’s memories so they would accept the child as their own. He should have known that she was THE Campbell. He should have paid more attention to her husband’s last name. Should have realized all the other Campbells were dead. She didn’t mention a deal with a demon. Her soul didn’t show any signs of being claimed for hell. He should have known.
He really should have known."
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- Part 1 of Nephil Sam
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What if God had been a little more cryptic with his orders for Lucifer's fall? What if Michael hadn't been so hung up on following orders? What if Gabriel had a plan? What if Dean had been a more cautious asshole? What if Sam's self-hatred ran deeper?
"What do I do, Micah? I don't want to hurt anyone else. I don't want to be caged!" He cried helplessly, desperate for big brother to fix the problem.
"Do you trust me?" Michael asked quickly, glancing at Gabe behind Lucifer. The middle archangel looked back warily at his little brother.
"Micah…" Lucifer started to protest and back away from his brothers.
"Do you trust me, Samael?" Lucifer looked lost. Michael could tell that he was trying, but recent fighting among the brothers had peppered in distrust. Michael felt a shift in the atmosphere and knew that Raphael was gathering the other angels. No doubt he had told the other he was working under Michael's orders to help strike down Lucifer. The urgency was building and Michael knew he needed to hurry. "Trust me, Sami! Please." He begged, holding a hand out to his younger brother. Lucifer reached a hand out, almost like an impulse and grabbed Michael's hand.
“I trust you.”
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An all human AU focusing on addiction and the importance of friendship.
“I thought we were headed home.” Home. That was a somewhat tumultuous term from them. In some senses they already were home. The damn Impala was the only constant in their life. “About that…” Dean started off before scrubbing a hand down his face warily. “We are… going home, that is, just not… not back there.” Oh. Uh okay. Sam felt his eyebrows scrunch in confusion as he risked a glance over at his brother. “I… uh… I moved…” Well that would have been nice to know about considering Sam lives with him. Well… he used to before… Fuck he needed a smoke. He’s pulled out of his thoughts by Dean clearing his throat. “A little town in South Dakota. Sioux Falls. It’s nice, I think you’ll like it. I got us a place. It’s not much but we got our own rooms…” He feels himself catch on the keywords here. South Dakota. That's… that’s not the right state. His elbow itches again…
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