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Title: Heroes for Ghosts
Characters:Dean, Sam
Rating:: PG-13
Word Count: approx 120,000
Chapters: 9 plus an Epilogue
Summary: This story is set in Season 1 after 1.16, Shadow. In an attempt to save a disillusioned hunter from himself, Dean and Sam are caught in a spell that sends them to 1870 Texas. Surviving the old west is hard enough. Escaping it could prove to be

Each chapter is linked to the next. Hope you enjoy!


( 13 Tall Tales — Tell Me A Story )
Jun. 25th, 2010 09:42 pm (UTC)
Gosh its finished. I don't suppose you have a pdf or word doc of this that I could have. Just a more convenient way to read. Now am off to start reading. Cheers
Jun. 25th, 2010 09:43 pm (UTC)
Actually...yes. Email me and I can send it to you...if you promise to tell me what you think when you're done. ;)
Jun. 27th, 2010 07:48 pm (UTC)
Oh I promise. I'm sure I'll love it though cause Ramble on is still one of my fav all time stories, I just love hurt Dean/Jensen. My e-mail addy is:


Many thanx
Jun. 26th, 2010 01:08 pm (UTC)
YAY I'm so glad this is finished! I'll get started right... now! ;)
Jun. 26th, 2010 01:13 pm (UTC)
Hi Clarice!!

Fantastic to hear from you -- thanks for letting me know you're reading. I truly hope you're entertained.

Jun. 27th, 2010 03:22 am (UTC)
Starting part 3 already. I love that this is set during season 1, I miss that period so much!
Your writing is great, as usual. And the fun is about to start now that they're back in time, right? ;)
I love that you really went there: I'm totally ok with the time travel, the way you set this up.
Jun. 28th, 2010 06:43 pm (UTC)
Sorry, took me longer to read than I thought...

First of all, I love the beginning and how you tied your story so neatly with the ending of “Shadow”. Sam’s anger and hurt is as live and palpable as it was on screen, and even though my heart ached for Dean, I could fully understand Sam’s frustration. Getting riled up so much that you forget that the other party is not fully capable of defence is something I actually GET … as hard and unfair as it is.

Dean licked his lips, turning his head away. "I wasn't thinking 'bout you when I gotcha 't Stanford."
Sam stood still, listening.
"Jus din't wanna be 'lone," Dean whispered, and with those words, Sam watched him give in to sleep, his body sighing as it relaxed into the bed.

Made me cry, dude… and the “fist in Sam’s throat" is a great description of what it felt like! I admire your way with words – never too much but enough to paint it bright and shiny (or dark and dangerous, depending on the scene…)

God, I love you for that scene with Patrick Swayze! Your banter is amazingly in character – I love that so much about your stories…
Kinda like the idea of the Winchesters dropping from above into the past. And I like Bird!

I love the scene with Sam on the horse. ‘Hooker’ is a fantastic name, and I’m pretty sure 1670 it wasn’t even remotely the same meaning as 2005 :-)

He lost people he could have added to his list
*sniff* Awww, Dean…^

"Good. You take care of each other," John said, and the cadence of those words echoed the last Dean
had heard from his father before they'd left Gary for Maera. He allowed himself a smile and the
luxury of thought that he'd been included in his father's standard missive.

You know, the time John said this scrambled sentence to Dean, before Maera, I was so damn sure that he actually said “of each other” – it fit so much better into the sentence and the mood John seemed to be in. I’m pretty glad that this seemed to be true.

"It's a library in Maera, Texas," Sam pointed out. "I'm surprised they have books."

So, sorry for the strange ramble, but I tried to put my thoughts throughout the story on paper (virtual paper, but…)

In short, I liked this a lot. A whole lot! I haven’t been able to find good, gripping Supernatural-cases in the last months, maybe because Big Bang is posting? I need more (sadly, the gen-case-fic-section of bb is nearly empty :-( )

I love how you wrapped all this up, made the full circle and even put an explanation how the boys lost the daeva-scratches so fast. As I’ve come to expect,you hurt Dean good, and even poor Sam got his share. Ouch, I say. Still, even though they were whumped quite a lot, this isn’t just a h/c-fic and it doesn’t get too much pain. Strange, how you managed, when Dean is in constant pain…

What grips me is the care with which you invented the OCs, and even though Jake Is truly responsible for the shit, even he wasn’t really a bad guy. How you described him not being able to get rid of the blood, even though it was 'only' from vampires... He is a twisted and torn character, and I truly feel sorry for him.
Also, I feel for Max, to lose his friends and family, and I nearly cried a bit when Sam and Dean heard that by giving Leo a ‘proper’ burial, they made the exact wrong choice.

Oh, I also kinda love the difference between angel-travel and demon-travel, how it rips you apart and leaves you tattered – and maybe with a broken neck.

I sure hope the Ghost was ok and sired (do you say ‘sired’ to the mare?) a lot of great horses.

The town of Sulfur Springs, the people in there, the whole setting came alive in my mind, even though you didn't write too much how the landscape looked and all. But maybe I've watched too many Westerns to NOT be able to picture it...

So, short story long: thank you once more for awesome reading-material and for taking so much care and love with your stories. I need more of this stuff.

See you,
Jun. 28th, 2010 06:53 pm (UTC)
Damn, I forgot...

The song you chose for a title is one of the best I know, and it is sad and gripping and FITTING. Pink Floyd were (are?) geniuses and everyone who knows them and is affected enough by them to chose a line of their songs for a story-title has huge bonus-points with me.

So... just wanted to let you know.

*So, so you think you can tell? Heaven from Hell? Blue skies from pain? Can you tell a green field, from a cold steel-rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell...*
Damn... they don't make music like this anymore (and I don't CARE if I sound old now!)
Jun. 30th, 2010 01:42 pm (UTC)

So, so happy to see you here, so see you read, and most of all, to see you enjoyed!!!

The song: it's one of my favorite's by Floyd. I have a picture of my Mo Chuisle and I at her first Thanksgiving dancing to this song as it was played by one of my husband's cousins. She was five months old. It will always be precious to me.

Plus, it gave me a good name for Dean's horse. ;)

Getting riled up so much that you forget that the other party is not fully capable of defence is something I actually GET … as hard and unfair as it is.

Yeah, I am glad this resonated with you. I think in some ways we've all been there a time or two and I saw that in Sam so clearly in these early Seasons.

So, the name 'Hooker' -- it was actually from this General Joe Hooker that prostatutes got that name. He apparently always had a group of women following his troup around throughout the war and beyond. They became known as Hooker's girls, or just Hooker's.

He is a twisted and torn character, and I truly feel sorry for him.

I'm glad you saw this. I wanted Jake to be a pain in the ass, but not evil. He was wrong, and he paid for it, but he was also human, and I wanted that to come across.

I am really glad you enjoyed the OCs, too. I really enjoyed writing Zeke and Bird. I actually miss Zeke a little. Been thinking of using him in something original, maybe. Who knows. :)

Thank you again for taking time to offer me this feedback and for the time you spent reading. I'm so pleased it was worth your while.

My best to you,
Jul. 4th, 2010 03:12 pm (UTC)
I have so enjoyed this story. Even by your standards, this one was exceptional because not only did you have your trademark fabulous characterisation of the boys, and some truly engaging OCs, this time you also had a truly ingenious and intricate plot which actually enriched my enjoyment of the whole Colt story arc. It totally could have happened..and you made it so.
Don't please ever stop writing Spn fic!(Was a little worried by your comments here! You probably heard me from London wailing Nooooo!)
Jul. 4th, 2010 03:56 pm (UTC)
So THAT'S what that sound was... ;)

Thank you so much for reading and taking time to offer me your feedback. I really enjoyed writing this story and I'm thrilled you had fun reading it. Thank you for letting me know that you could see this happening with the Colt. :)

I have a few more stories up my sleeve, so yeah, if you're not tired of me yet, there's more to come.

Thanks and take care of you!

Feb. 7th, 2011 01:47 am (UTC)
can I has PdF.
I want to read this one on a PDf file. I read it once and loved it, so i want to be able to read anytime I want. My Email is samue10@earlham.edu
Feb. 7th, 2011 01:56 am (UTC)
Re: can I has PdF.
Hi there --

Thank you for asking aftera PDF of "Heroes for Ghosts." I tried to email it to you, but got a "Mailer-Daemon" noticed that said this:

Hi. This is the qmail-send program at yahoo.com. I'm afraid I wasn't able to deliver your message to the following addresses. This is a permanent error; I've given up. Sorry it didn't work out.

<samue10@earlham.edu>: does not like recipient.
Remote host said: 550 cuda_nsu 5.1.1 <samue10@earlham.edu>: Recipient address rejected: invalid address

If you're still interested, I'm going to try to upload several of my stories in PDF form on a mega-upload site in a couple of months, posting the links here on LJ. It will just take me a bit to pull them all together and make that happen.

Sorry I wasn't able to send it to you!
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