SPN Fanfic: Black as Hell, Strong as Death

[caffienekitty]

Title: Black as Hell, Strong as Death
Warnings: SPOILERS References to 4.01
Rating: GEN, PG
Word Count: 270 words
Characters: Dean
Disclaimer: Kripke's world. I own nothing.
Summary: Missing scene, sort of, from 4.01. Just a silly little thing.
A/N: Title from a Turkish Proverb. LJ-only



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Black as Hell, Strong as Death
by CaffieneKitty
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He hadn't gotten far before a desperate need set in and he'd pulled over to the first populated gas station he saw. The land yacht he'd stolen would need to be re-hotwired, but this was vital.

Dean swirled the inch-deep liquid in the bottom of the 'Stop and Go' carafe. It smelled like road tar, looked like it too; it was damn near opaque. Oily patches floated on top. Never a good sign. However, the smell alone made Dean's eyes prickle with unshed tears and it was all he could do not to drink the hot black crap straight from the carafe.

He splashed some into a large styrofoam cup and sucked it back fast, like a shot of super-heated tequila.

Besides taking a layer of skin off the roof of his mouth, the liquid's caustic passage over his tongue and teeth scoured out the remnants of four months worth of scunge that the bottled water hadn't dented. It seared down his throat towards his stomach, mimicking a jet fuel flamethrower. Instant heartburn ricocheted back up his out-of-practice esophagus in protest.

A clerk appeared at his elbow as Dean stood, panting a little in an attempt to retroactively cool what he'd just swallowed.

"Um, sorry sir," she said, looking alarmed and reaching for the viscous obsidian fluid. "That's been on the burner all night. I'll make a fresh-"

Dean pulled the carafe away. "No!"

She recoiled and raised her eyebrows.

"No, no, it's awesome," Dean said, filling the cup to the top. He could feel the needle of an internal gauge beginning to shiver up off of 'Empty'.

The clerk grimaced. "Really?"

"Best coffee I've had in months."

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(that's all, nothing really)

Comments

[pinkphoenix1985.livejournal.com]

loved it!! Dean does need his coffee fix!

[caffienekitty]

Absolutely :-)

[patita-fea.livejournal.com]

*giggles, burrows deeper into blanket fort of Winchesterlove*

Oh, Dean.

*pets him*

Thanks for sharin' the silly. :)

[caffienekitty]

Anytime ;-)

[anniehow.livejournal.com]

"Best coffee I've had in months" dwaaaaahh *sniff*

[caffienekitty]

Hee. True though! Coffee cannot exist in Hell after all. Diametric opposition and all that.

[bubblesbrnaid]

Hee. Hee. And also hee.

[caffienekitty]

;-)

[tigriswolf]

Oh, Dean.

[caffienekitty]

*pats him*

[wynterwolf47.livejournal.com]

**hugs Dean**

Yeah, they must've had to cut that scene for, um... time, because they totally had to have shot that.

[caffienekitty]

Totally. That empty gas station didn't have coffee in it, and if coffee's a necessity in the morning, it's vital when you've just risen from the dead. ;-)

[sandrinnad.livejournal.com]

oh. yes.

that so, so had to be there :D

[caffienekitty]

Absolutely! :-D

[kalquessa.livejournal.com]

*loves*

[caffienekitty]

*glee*

[dendritejungle.livejournal.com]

Given your username and Dean's first love this is an entirely appropriate fic for you to have written *g* And you're right: this is absolutely a missing scene!

*smishes coffee-happy you and Dean together*

[caffienekitty]

Dean and I are transparent in our obsessions. *nods*

[saberivojo.livejournal.com]

The taste would be ok, but I am a wuss about burning my tongue.

Dean, though, obviously does not have the same issues.

[caffienekitty]

If it was the first coffee in four months, I don't think I'd care about taste either. :-) Dean has many issues, but I don't think that's one of them :-)

ha!

[catdancerz.livejournal.com]

and ouch!

Re: ha!

[caffienekitty]

Yeah, but after meathooks in Hell, getting scalded by crappy coffee would be nothing. :-)

[erinrua.livejournal.com]

BUAHAHAHAHA! Oh, Dean!

Plus the idea of 4 months' worth of scunge ... EWWWWWWWWW! Definitely requires black, black coffee. Hee! Very cute, and a nice break from the angst. :-)

[caffienekitty]

After all, he didn't pick up a toothbrush at that empty gas station, and he was brought back by an angel, not a dental hygenist. *nods*

[nativestar.livejournal.com]

As a fellow coffee addict I completely understand Dean's need here. Thanks for writing this! Now, I'm off to the kettle...

[caffienekitty]

It's not an addiction so much as a life support system ;-D

[nativestar.livejournal.com]

So true. Also, just to let you know, I'm reccing this at spn_epific.

[caffienekitty]

Thank you! *glee*

[coell.livejournal.com]

Hee!

[caffienekitty]

:-)

[iamstealthyone.livejournal.com]

"No, no, it's awesome," Dean said, filling the cup to the top. He could feel the needle of an internal gauge beginning to shiver up off of 'Empty'.

The clerk grimaced. "Really?"

"Best coffee I've had in months."

Aww, Dean. :)

Dean being reunited with his coffee is definitely of the good. Cute ficlet. :)

[caffienekitty]

Thank you! :-)

[glassshoe.livejournal.com]

Nice little glimpse of our boy. Well done. Thank you.

[caffienekitty]

Thanks!

[brigid-tanner.livejournal.com]

Love it! perfect Dean.

[caffienekitty]

Thank you!

[(Anonymous)]

Oh man, I am sooo telling Jan about that..lol. She always complained that mom's coffee was too weak(when she wasn't in the room of course?). Yep, got to have that, well done:)

Sharon

[caffienekitty]

There's a liiittle bit of a difference between strong coffee and coffee that's been transmogrifying on a gas station burner all night, but it's probably not obvious to a non-coffee drinker. ;-)

[lark_ascends]

Lovely normal moment.

[caffienekitty]

Thanks. I get the feeling Dean could use a little 'normal'.

[kimmer1227.livejournal.com]

Caffienated Dean is a good thing.

[caffienekitty]

And uncaffeinated Dean is a bad thing. Funny how that works :-)

[auriliawestlake.livejournal.com]

*insert insane cackling that scares children and pets here*

That was just made of Win and Awesome. I've actually done something very similar (and pretty recently, too - it was on my motorcycle trip down from Iowa and I was frozen about solid and it had been raining too... Actually, I think the only real difference was that I couldn't even string together a coherent set of syllables for the clerk. If memory serves, I sorta growled at her.)

[caffienekitty]

*nods* There are times when any coffee is worth fighting for.