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Slayer's Little Secret

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This story is No. 2 in the series "Secrets". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: Faith has a secret

Categories Author Rating Chapters Words Recs Reviews Hits Published Updated Complete
Supernatural > Faith-Centered > Pairing: Dean WinchesterFaithWinchesterFR71345351,9461 Sep 101 Sep 10Yes
I own nothing, just playing, Whedon and Kripke are the geniuses here...

Short drabble, had a thought and it just sort of came out, possible artwork to come


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It wasn’t possible. There was no way. She couldn’t be gone. She was so strong, stronger than anyone he’d ever known. For her to die, in a car accident of all things, was just not realistic. No matter that she always rode that motorcycle too fast, never wore a helmet, she was the Slayer and that should count for something, right? But there was Dawn, her face streaked with tears, eyes red and swollen from crying, telling him Faith was gone and there were things he needed to know.

It had been a while between visits, he hadn’t seen Dawn in years, usually only met Faith here and there on the road. This house, on a quiet street, near the park, was not a place he could picture the dark haired firecracker he’d known. Still, that was her jacket on the hook, her boots beside the door as Dawn ushered him inside. Sam was behind him, silent for once and Dean looked around the living room. Dawn was talking, almost too quickly and Dean forced himself to hear what she was saying.

It was dangerous, she said, if the world knew. So they’d kept it a secret, from everyone. No one knew but Faith, Dawn and Giles. Dawn stayed home, Faith Slayed, kept the monsters at bay, kept everything and everyone away, so they wouldn’t find out. Dean was confused now, opening his mouth to finally speak, to ask, around the horrible lump in his throat, what she was talking about, when a footstep sounded on the stairs. He turned and small feet came into view.

Blond pigtails and big brown eyes, familiar eyes, but the smile, when she looked at Dawn, that was Winchester, pure and simple. The same smile he saw in the mirror and for the second time that day, Dean’s world tilted on its axis, threatening to send him spinning into the abyss.

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