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Title: Battled Fields No More
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Rating: R(ish)
Word Count: ~8500
Spoilers/Warnings: No spoilers. This is an a/u, in the same Verse as We Know Each Other As We Always Were, and follows after that story.
Summary: The war might be over, but the battle never really will be. Soldiering on, life in snapshots.
A/N: I started this story originally, with one idea in mind: Sam and Dean at the WWII memorial. It became evident early on that it was going to be so much more than that; it was tying up loose ends and closing out this particular universe. It holds a special place in my heart, as does the original this follows, because it's personal. I need to thank arliss, runedgirl and raynedanser for their advice, suggestions, beta skills and just general support while I worked on this. I've included a playlist at the end of the story, along with a download link. These are songs I listened to frequently while writing this. Hope you enjoy the story :)


( Battled Fields No More )

Title: Everything I Want Is Nothing But You
Pairing: Sam/Dean, nominal Sam/OMCs
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: ~12,200
Spoilers/Warnings: A/U (mostly, with some canon woven in), hooker fic, references to past underage prostitution, but none appears in the story.
Disclaimer: They're not mine, and I'm not holding my breath.
Summary: He swore last winter he wasn't going to trick any more, but it's hard to pay the rent on just tending bar.
A/N: This is for balefully, for the spn_j2_xmas exchange. Honey, I hope you like it. I tried to work a lot of your likes and preferences into it! *crosses fingers* I need to say huge thanks to cormallen for holding my hand through this, and to arliss, lazy_daze and thehighwaywoman for looking it over for me.




( Everything I Want Is Nothing But You )

Title: The Art of Medicine
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: PG-13
Words: ~1250
Spoilers/Warnings: A/u; set in the This Course We Plotted Universe, but not necessary to have read that, to read this.
Disclaimer: They're still not mine, and I don't know them, and I'm not making any money from this.
Summary: Jensen's sick. Jared isn't. There's schmoop and snark and comfort.
A/N: visionshadows is sick, poor baby, so I offered to write her some comfort fic. I hope this makes you feel better, honey. *hugs you* Many thanks to britomart_is for cheerleading and handholding, and beta-on-the-fly. You rock, Bee :) Title is from a quote by Voltaire, "The art of medicine consists of amusing the patient while nature cures the disease." I thought it fitting. *g*

Hope y'all enjoy the story :)



( The Art of Medicine )

Title: Add a Sprinkle of Love, a Dash of Hope, and Stir
Pairing: Jared/Jensen, sort of
Rating: PG
Word Count: ~2100
Spoilers/Warnings: A/U, also( expanded warning for some possibly triggery medical stuff, spoilers for story: )
Disclaimers: I've never met them, I don't know them, they're not mine.
A/N: A small storybit I've had hanging around for a while that I decided to take out and work on tonight. It feels both finished and unfinished to me, in that I believe this segment is complete and stands on its own, but I'm not sure if Jared's done telling his story. I may have to poke around in this universe some more, at some point. The story is kind of melancholy, but in my head it felt very sweet, very hopeful. Hopefully it'll feel that way to y'all, as well.
Summary: When Jared is seventeen, all he wants is to get to finish growing up. Beyond that, he doesn't care.



( Add a Sprinkle of Love, a Dash of Hope, and Stir )