OH BOY, kids. This fic is, like. I don't even know. Sometimes you get an idea, and it just... nags at you, and you're left chewing on your fingers until you get the whole thing out. And then you go, WTF? Why did I care so much? At least, I do. Plot devices and porn are a lethal combination.
Waiting Games. Sam/Dean, NC-17. 14,466 words. The bad news is that Sam's ability is changing. The worse news is that he's having visions of him and Dean. Doing that.
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