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Fic: Today's Tom Sawyer SPN/DA ch 2/2

jamie benn

Title: Today's Tom Sawyer
Chapter: 2/2 (complete)
Fandoms: Supernatural and Dark Angel
Pairing: None  
Characters: Sam and Ben
Rating: PG-13 for violence, some language
Spoilers: For Pilot to Dark Angel and Season one of SPN
Feedback:  Crit hard.  I like it that way.
Notes: The title comes from Rush's song "Tom Sawyer"
Special thanks to estel_willow for the super-fast beta-job.
AU for SPN from around the middle of Devil's Trap.  AU for Dark Angel from Pilot, but only for Ben.
Summary: You don't brake for ghosts on an icy road, Sam's rational brain is saying, sort of like a normal person thinks Don't swerve around squirrels, it's too dangerous and not worth it.  

Dedicated to spar30, for inspiring part of this one with the "Trip to Fry's" story.  There's no gay stuff here, if you want to read it.  Well, okay, you should read the first part first; there's no gay stuff there either.


The first steps of Sam's plan are easy. He buys clothes for Ben at a thrift store so nothing will look too new. Shoes, socks and underwear are acquired at Wal-mart. He's three states away from Wyoming before he lets Ben stay in the seat as they stop for gas, four when Ben comes inside and picks out the snacks he wants and five states away the first time the boy sits in a diner for breakfast.

On the road they work on the cover story together, running over the details until Sam almost believes it himself.

"What's your name?"

"Benjamin Matthew Winchester."

"Where are your parents?"

"Mom's name was Leila and she died when I was little. My dad was Dean; he was a fireman. Everybody says I look like him." He's learning just the right emphasis to put on the words, how to fish for sympathy without seeming to.

"Who am I?"

Ben grins, one of his rare genuine expressions of happiness. "You're Sam Winchester, my uncle. You’ve taken care of me for three years. You just got a new job in New York, and we're driving there to live, but we're taking our time to see the country before we get cooped up in the big city."

"Good job," Sam says, and hopes Dean would have approved of the fiction.

After a week of running, Sam relaxes their pace. They cruise the south, spending a few days here, almost a week there. Ben's smart, and he approaches everything Sam wants him to learn with equal enthusiasm. He can understand books targeted for young adults but goes through all the library books for younger children to make sure he has the cultural references.

He watches bad martial arts movies and complains about the combat tactics. Monster movies, even the edited-for-television versions they show on network TV, get Ben so worked up that Sam's worried. "He's letting the Nomlies kill him!" He'll shout in protest. "A jammed gun still makes a good club!" He'll stand and pace and walk up to the screen and grip his own shoulders until there are bruises, like he's trying to will the characters to not be stupid. Even after Sam's turned the channel, it takes a while before Ben calms down again.

Sam gets really good at reading the TV guide, learns that any sort of alien or special effect is a Nomlie. When he asks Ben about it he hears horror stories of children that aren't perfect being taken away, drained, killed, dissected. And then handed over the the monsters. If he was in any other business, he probably wouldn't believe a word of it.

He pages through dad's journals, searching for any reference to Nomlies or Wyoming or kids with bar-codes, but there's nothing. He starts a new page, writing down the bits and pieces he can glean from Ben's stories.

Ben has a notebook too, and his own pen, but Sam doesn’t think he writes in it. He makes sure the boy has his own things--a duffle-bag for his clothes, a small pocket knife. He has a Velcro-closing wallet with Dean's photo inside, along with one of Sam and Ben that they get from a machine in a mall, and forty dollars hidden under the flap in case of emergencies. He takes an interest in the stars, and Sam picks up a book on astronomy from a used book store.

Ben's most prized possession though, is the Virgin Mary medallion that Sam gave him in that first hotel room. He has a faith in her, calls her "The Blue Lady." In Wilmington, they go to a Catholic church together and Ben watches the service with wide eyes. Sam's not sure what he thought of it.

"How do they make her strong?" Is his only question.

"They believe in her."

Ben's quiet for the rest of that day, but by the next he's his usual inquisitive self, and Sam doesn’t think about it again.

North Florida is nice this time of year. Sam tries to expose Ben to normal kids when he can. A little boy in a park runs up during a split-second that Sam's not paying attention and pops Ben on the chest with a bright "Tag! You're it!"

"Shit," says Sam.

The boy looks up at Ben from where he landed on the ground, too shocked to cry. Ben drops his arm and takes a step back, looking to Sam for some sort of guidance.

"Time to go," he says, and puts the fallen child back on his feet. After a wobble, he stays standing up. A concerned-looking mother is hurrying over. "Sorry!" Sam calls out as he reaches for Ben's hand. "Just a little rough-housing." 

So maybe not a family with kids,
Sam decides on the way back to the truck.

"Why didn't he fight back?" Ben asks, because Sam's always encouraged him to be curious.

"He's not trained to, I guess."

Ben looks back to where the woman is fussing over the boy. "She must not love him very much."

"She hopes he'll never have to fight."

Ben's incredulous look says exactly what he thinks of that idea.

The next day, Sam starts training again. Not weapons or hand-to-hand, but crunches, push-ups, running. Ben joins him without being told or even asked to. Some part of Sam is happy to have quiet foot-falls beside his on the isolated woodland paths they run. At first, he sets an easy pace, a short run. Despite taking two steps for every one of Sam's, Ben keeps up. Out of curiosity, Sam pushes it one day, making it into a hard cross-country run through hill country.

There's not a word of protest from his small shadow. When he stops, he's breathing harder than Ben is.

He's not sure how he feels about that.

Sam has stopped reading the newspaper. He doesn't even plug the laptop in at the motels. He hasn't had a prophetic dream in months. The universe proves its sense of humor by throwing a monster into his path when he's doing everything he knows to avoid a hunt.

One bright spring afternoon they pull into a rough motel in Robbinsville North Carolina. It's the sort used mostly by long-distance hikers on the Appalachian Trail when they're in need of a real bed and a hot shower before another week in the woods.

There are more cars in the parking lot than there are rooms in the place, but curiosity pulls Sam in anyway.

The news at the office is that the cars are for the search party; a pair of hikers is missing, another one disappeared the month before.

It's the last night of the full moon. Sam can't let a werewolf that's killing people run loose. He doesn't feel safe keeping Ben here for a whole month. He might attract attention if he leaves and comes back in four weeks, especially if there's another killing.

In the end he does the one thing he promised himself he wouldn't do.

"Stay here," he tells Ben as night falls. "I'll be back before sunrise."

Ben nods, serious as an undertaker. "Yes, Sam."

And god, he hates what comes next, the words that'll make Ben doubt that promise, but if something does happen to him while fighting a damn werewolf, he can't leave Ben for child services.

He opens his phone and puts it in Ben's hand, shows him how to scroll down the names. "This is Bobby's number. If I'm not back by noon, call him and tell him you're Dean's son. Tell him what happened to me."

He feels like a first-class asshole when Ben nods. His "Yes, Sam," is the most subdued ever.

The search parties have packed it in for the day and there's nobody in the parking lot when Sam fetches the pistol with silver bullets and the machete with a silver-edged blade out of the locked box that's on the back of the truck. It's about three steps between the back-side of the parking lot and the moonlit forest.

There are two ways to hunt werewolves. The first is to spend months figuring out who in the town is a shifter. Follow them when they make themselves scarce before sundown on a night of the full moon. Wait for the change (not because there's a weakness there; it's just easier to kill something that doesn't look like a person), and then make a move.

Sam only has time for the second method. The keen edge of the machete cuts a shallow line through his skin as he draws his forearm over it. The breeze will carry the scent. The wolf will do the rest. All he has to do is be ready when it shows up and not die.

With all of his senses open and alert, Sam moves through the woods, looking for a perfect spot to wait, and he really hopes it doesn't take its sweet time; he'd like to fight while his adrenaline is flowing and not aching cold after sitting up for six hours in the middle of nowhere.

He finds an empty campsite. It's just a flat space with a rock-circled fire-pit in the middle, but the trees are thin enough overhead that the moonlight shining down makes the dewy grass polished-steel bright. There's a grunt and a shuffle off to the side, and he turns, eyes searching for the broad-shouldered form of the werewolf.

A shape disengages from the tree-line--humanoid, but nine feet tall and lanky and twisted, and fuck, not a shifter at all. He fires three rounds into the center-mass as he turns to run. God-damn forest-troll. His father's voice is echoing in his head use feeding patterns to figure out what you're up against, never to eliminate something else. He's an idiot for jumping to conclusions. Two kills does not a pattern make.

The monster closes the space between them in two steps, and his massive fist hits Sam like a cannonball. He impacts the rocky ground in a boneless sprawl, trying to gather his scattered wits. Run, roll, get the fuck out of there, his brain's screaming, but somehow gravity is really strong right here, and he can barely turn over to see the thing lumbering over to him.

As evil shit goes, it's definitely on the ugly end of the spectrum with its big blunt teeth, grey-green skin and knobby joints. It draws its hand up again, and Sam has no doubt it'll smash his brains out this time, then pull him apart at the joints and drag him back to its cave to eat later.

The troll's right eye explodes and it lets out a hideous howl. Gunshot. That was a gunshot, right before... The wound closes. The beast blinks once and the eye is back, healed, regenerated. There's a steady Crack! Crack! Crack! And each time the troll jerks as it's hit. Each shot comes from shorter range.

Moving takes everything Sam has, but he rolls over and gets a knee under himself. Ben's stalking across the clearing, the GLOCK 29 from the truck in his small hands. He doesn't have the body mass to absorb the 10mm's kick, but he rides it like a pro, pulling his aim back down after each shot, lining it back up on his target before firing again.  It's almost surreal, the way he moves like a miniature SWAT member in his X-Men pajama pants and blue t-shirt. His body's turned to provide his enemy with a smaller target, his steps crossing sideways as he advances.

"Run," Sam rasps out, but his voice is barely over a whisper. All the air's been knocked out of him and he hasn't caught his breath again. The pistol only holds ten shots, and they're nothing the troll can't regenerate from while it's in the dark.

He's counting the bullets in his head. Seven, eight, nine. The beast makes an anguished noise. The hits may not stick, but it's gotta hurt, having your eyes shot out like that. It turns and runs. Ben puts the last round into the base of its skull. The misshapen head flops around on the too-long neck but it doesn't really slow down. And then Ben's moving too, dropping the gun and snatching up Sam's fallen machete.

That won't stop it either, not at night, and it only has to get one good hit in to splatter Ben's little body like a tomato.

"Ben!" The kid is sprinting at the troll's back and Sam does his best impersonation of his father he can manage with only half a lung's worth of air. "Stop!"

Ben stops short, tumbles, rolls back to his feet. The troll is deep in the woods by then. Ben crouches and moves back to where Sam's sprawled, his bare feet silent on the leaves beneath him. The fire of the hunt is in his eyes. He looks like a boy, but he isn't.

The only thing a wolf-cub can grow up to be is a wolf. In that moment, Sam sees that the only thing Ben can grow up to be is a hunter.

And then Ben's at his side, reverently touching his face. "Sam," he says, his voice full of confusion and no little awe. "Sam, you can't hunt Nomlies by yourself. They'll hurt you."

Sam nods and pushes himself to his knees. Ben helps him the rest of the way to his feet, then looks in the direction that the troll left in, eager to track it down. "No," Sam warns. "Those shots will bring people. Grab the gun and let's get back to the motel. We need the iron shot out of the truck, lighter fluid too. We'll have to wait until morning so the sun will keep it from regenerating on us."

"Yes, Sam," and there's no questioning of his orders, just an eager acceptance. The list of all there is to teach Ben starts running through Sam's head as they move off of the trail before the locals catch sight of them.

Ben's shoulder is warm under his hand, and it's been a long time since Sam had somebody to lean on.




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Aug. 18th, 2006 01:54 am (UTC)
Damn, I love this.

It's because we know what happens to Ben, that he's not quite right at the end of his life, and because Sam has a lifestyle that's not going to help him fix that.

I love the connection to Dean and I love Sam struggling to keep it together and the way Ben interprets pop culture.
Aug. 18th, 2006 02:02 am (UTC)
Yeah. Ben's always gonna be buckets-of-crazy. The best Sam can possibly accomplish is to keep that hunter's instinct pointed in a constructive direction.

I'm really glad the link to Dean showed through. He'll always be a part of Sam's life. Ben's too, now.

I sorta wanted to avoid some of the cliches of kid-fic. Ben works well for that since he's very adult in some ways, and younger than 9 in others.

Aug. 18th, 2006 02:12 am (UTC)
Wow, I really enjoyed this. The canon of both shows mesh so well. I remember watching Pollo Loco, and immediately thinking 'DEAN!' when Ben says 'I'm a good soldier'. The Sam-Ben dynamic is great. I'm definitely looking forward to a sequel, if there's one in the works :)
Aug. 18th, 2006 02:55 am (UTC)
Yay, glad you liked it. They really do mesh nice. Wrote the scene when the Pulse happens today at work.

Poor crazy chicken. He broke my freakin' heart with that one, he really did.

I always wondered when they cast Jensen as Alec...Did they know he was gonna be Alec when he was Ben, or did he just do such a good job that they decided to make them twins so they could use the same actor?
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Aug. 18th, 2006 05:43 am (UTC)
The characters seem solid in this; Oh, I really want to read more. Yay Ben, aiming his craziness into hunting Nomiles and not Priests.

Thanks for sharing.

Aug. 18th, 2006 12:26 pm (UTC)
Glad you enjoyed it.

I felt that in Pollo Loco, that Ben just wanted to feel safe. He wanted the Blue Lady to be strong so she could protect him from the things he couldn't fight himself, the confusion, the loneliness, the memories of Manticore and the fear of the Nomlies.
Aug. 18th, 2006 08:21 am (UTC)
*parades for more*

I would love to see you continue this, if you're ever up to it. HOMG the characterization is beautiful, and I had little trouble imagining this in my mind. *SQUEE.* Thank you SO much for sharing it with us! :DD

By the way, do you mind if I recommend and link to this story from my personal site? I have a list of recommendations going (the actual page is still under construction, but I've still been adding stuff to it when I find a gem like this one). :3 If you'd rather I didn't, I'll gladly comply with your wishes, but I think this is a very nicely-done story and would love to give it a rec.
Aug. 18th, 2006 10:35 am (UTC)
Rec away. I'm flattered. I'd love a link to the rec page too, since I'm sure there's something on it i haven't seen yet.

Of all the things I've written in the past few years, this had the most cinematic feel for me. It was like writing the novelization for the movie in my head.
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Aug. 18th, 2006 12:57 pm (UTC)
Oh, Ben and Dean are my favorite characters ever. I really like this story, though, of course, I wish Dean weren't dead.

Well done.
Aug. 18th, 2006 02:21 pm (UTC)
Honestly? I'm not sure I'm funny enough to write Dean without putting something in his life to angst him down. Sam and Dean and Ben would kill me, I swear. I'm also not good at writing scenes with 3 active, equally important characters.

At least I know my weaknesses.
Aug. 18th, 2006 01:51 pm (UTC)
The only thing a wolf-cub can grow up to be is a wolf. In that moment, Sam sees that the only thing Ben can grow up to be is a hunter.

Oh, that was so sweet. I can totally see it.

I love this. Have I mentioned that? I love it. And the part about the Virgin Mary? I just felt like crying.

Sam's such a good uncle!
Aug. 18th, 2006 02:28 pm (UTC)
That's the single line that I had in my head that started this whole fic. Everything else worked backwards and forwards from that point. Glad it hit you.

Sam has no idea how important that moment was.

He really tries to muddle his way through. by the scene in the church he's starting to care for Ben as Ben, not random-traumatized-child.
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Aug. 18th, 2006 02:35 pm (UTC)
Damn. I loved this. It slips quite neatly into the DA cannon like maybe something manages to kill Sam that's when Ben really lost it and ended up the pshyco killer we saw in DA. And it's not only believable but oddly satisfying. Very well done.
Aug. 18th, 2006 02:46 pm (UTC)
Yeah, the weakness in this relationship is that if something happened to Sam, Pollo Loco would be the best-case scenario for the rest of Ben's life, not the worst-case scenario.

Glad you enjoyed it. I wanted to do the crossover with the least amount of damage to the two canons as possible.
Aug. 18th, 2006 02:41 pm (UTC)
a) I should check my flist more often
b) and you need to keep going. like a bunny with a Duracell battery.

*pets Ben for saving Sam*
Aug. 18th, 2006 02:44 pm (UTC)
yeah, I think I'm gonna go to KFC or something to write. Having internet isn't good for my productivity.

I started working for my old boss in a new location yesterday, and I had like 3 hrs in a quiet room with no actual work to do, no internet and nobody to talk to. Wrote 500 words or so.

It would be way cool to do another 5000 words in 10 days like this one was.
Aug. 18th, 2006 03:18 pm (UTC)
This is an incredibly good story. Usually in DA/Supernatural crossovers, you get Dean or Sam interacting with Alec. It makes an interesting change to see how they would deal with Ben.

I would love to see more of this story. I wonder how Sam and Ben would interact with the other transgens - the meeting with Max would be very different.
Aug. 18th, 2006 05:09 pm (UTC)
I'm so glad you liked it.

I sorta chose Ben because I felt bad for the way he ended up. He seemed like he'd be fun to write because there was enough of a canon personality to play with, but he was so easy to divert and explore and nudge into a different path.

Alec is a very cool character, but he's a fully-developed personality when the audience meets him, and he's so intertwined with the rest of the DA crew that it seemed like it would clutter the story to add Sam or Dean into his life.

I wonder how Sam and Ben would interact with the other transgens

Or meeting up with Zack. That could be um...complicated.
Aug. 18th, 2006 04:11 pm (UTC)
The only thing a wolf-cub can grow up to be is a wolf. In that moment, Sam sees that the only thing Ben can grow up to be is a hunter.

I absolutely adore this story. This analogy is so perfect and I'm glad Sam figured it out before he tried to 'untrain' Ben so he could be 'normal'. I would love to see a continuing series for this. Maybe a discovery that Dean's DNA did somehow end up at Manticore?

Aug. 18th, 2006 05:12 pm (UTC)
Glad you had fun.

I'm still debating on how "off the grid" Sam and Ben can be, and for how long--if Manticore will factor into their lives as strongly as it did some of the others.

I'm glad Sam figured it out before he tried to 'untrain' Ben so he could be 'normal'.

Tried being the operative word. Yeah. That would have been ugly.
Aug. 18th, 2006 09:59 pm (UTC)
"Sam," he says, his voice full of confusion and no little awe.

I like this. I like too that it's future!fic but no one has a gun in his mouth.
Aug. 18th, 2006 10:13 pm (UTC)
I like too that it's future!fic but no one has a gun in his mouth.

Dude. Shit to kill, people to save. If Sam showed up in the afterlife with a self-inflicted wound, he'd never hear the end of it. Ever.

Eternity's a long time to hear Dean saying "What, you couldn't wait 60 years?"

Losing his family would hurt. It'd change him. But he'd survive, because that's what Winchesters do.

I'm really glad you enjoyed it. There's so much good fic in this fandom that it's almost intimidating. I'm happy to have struck a chord.
Aug. 19th, 2006 04:57 am (UTC)
Each part just gets better, sweetie.

I'm really hoping that it veers at least slightly into AU land. I love your Ben and really don't want the sad future that we saw on the show for him. Especially now that he has Sam in his life.
Aug. 19th, 2006 04:31 pm (UTC)
Glad you're enjoying it.

Yeah, Ben gets to have a different life now. He's still crazy. His concepts of right and wrong are almost completely missing. What he does know is that Sam is family. He can run a "what would Sam do" check on his actions when he's not sure what to do. The only thing he wants more than to kill Nomlies is to not disappoint Sam.

If something happened to Sam he'd be lost in the world and an even more skilled hunter/killer than he was in Pollo Loco. He'd be better at covering his tracks. At the very least, I think he could take Max. :) No Old Yeller end for this Ben.

Aug. 19th, 2006 06:12 pm (UTC)
Whoo! Love this fic. I adore crossovers - especially if they're well done and man this is well done - but the timelines fit so seemlessly its absolutely brilliant.

I'm so psyched that you're going to write more in this 'verse, and I can't wait to see how you're going to develop their relationship. You already have their characterizations so down that I'm really looking forward to how you move them forward from that baseline and explore how they change each other.

Aug. 19th, 2006 08:33 pm (UTC)
Wow. *blush*

I'm glad you liked it.

For all that this isn't a fluffy-happy setting, and the characters aren't at a fluffy-happy point in their lives, they're very low-angst, and enjoyable to write.

I'm already seeing the impact Ben's having on Sam's outlook. When the pulse hits, Sam-with-Ben does things that Sam-alone wouldn't have done.

he's so paternal.
Aug. 20th, 2006 01:51 am (UTC)
This is a fantastic crossover. Crossovers are so hard to do well. So many people see Jensen playing two characters and think that is enough reason to just pair up the shows, but I hadn't found one that managed to actually make sense until now. This was so well done, I think partly because you haven't pulled some crazy scheme to explain how Ben could look so much like Dean. Some things never get answers. I think it's enough that Sam recognizes the similarity.

I love how you have Sam forming a bond with Ben that may go some way to filling the space left by Dean, but at the same time, is unique to them. He doesn't see Ben as a replacement for Dean, but a new member of his family.

I really hope you continue this.
Aug. 20th, 2006 03:22 am (UTC)
Yay! Glad liked it.

I love crossovers. Love. I like it best when the fit is as clean as it can be.

Some things never get answers.

I just can't see how they could...if the reader wants to think there's a way that Ben's actually Dean's son or something, that's okay, but I don't see it that way.

He doesn't see Ben as a replacement for Dean, but a new member of his family.

That's definitely the reason I didn't have it be 10 yrs later and Sam running into Alec. Alec was too "Dean," and too established of a personality for what I wanted to do here. Ben has just enough that I can keep him recognizable and let him evolve from there.

I've got 14 hrs on a plane this upcoming week, hopefully I'll get a lot written then. See what Bobby thinks of Benjamin Matthew Winchester.
Aug. 20th, 2006 09:30 am (UTC)
This was wonderful. I'm so glad you got it up so quickly! It was just a shame I was too busy to read it before now.

Little Ben! And Sam! And, oh, Dean's a fireman in fantasy-backstory-land!

*snuggles them* This was so lovely.
Aug. 23rd, 2006 09:15 pm (UTC)
fantasy-backstory-land is a really fun place to play. :)

They are teh cute to write. All "Lone wolf and cub" as they warrior-of-the-wasteland across the post-pulse world.
Aug. 20th, 2006 12:21 pm (UTC)
Wow, this was an awesome crossover. Great meshing of the universes, you really made the two shows fit together.
Aug. 23rd, 2006 09:19 pm (UTC)
Thanks. The timelines just click together like legos, and the rest of the fic almost wrote itself.
Aug. 22nd, 2006 02:33 am (UTC)
I've only ever read one other DA/SPN crossover that made any sense. You my dear are the second one and what I great way to do it. I love the idea of poor! little Ben being taken in by Sam who's lost his father and his brother.

I'd love to see more in this universe, but being a writer myself I do realize that sometimes a story is just that---one story.

Just saying though I wouldn't be opposed to seeing more. ;-)
Aug. 23rd, 2006 09:21 pm (UTC)
Thanks! I plan to write more (I'm like 12 hand-written half-sized pages in). I just sorta need a destination to work the plot towards.
Aug. 22nd, 2006 04:29 am (UTC)
Yay! I don't really know Dark Angel from I Love Lucy, but I love Sam taking care of someone, and I love that Sam would have studied carefully how to pass for normal.
Aug. 23rd, 2006 09:24 pm (UTC)
Hopefully I'm writing it in such a way that even if you don't know DA, you should be able to get who Ben is.

If you want to read the recap of the one episode Ben's in the show, it's here

Heh. Just Sam's luck that the kid he ends up taking care of is so very very far from normal.
Aug. 23rd, 2006 03:10 am (UTC)
That's amazing.
He's got Dean's son.
That's awesome.
Aug. 25th, 2006 08:02 pm (UTC)
Glad you enjoyed it.

He's got Dean's son.
or close enough it doesn't matter, eh?

Did you come in knowing a little of the Dark Angel back-story, or is Ben like this funny little OC for you?
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Sep. 5th, 2006 08:20 pm (UTC)
Sorry, the anonymous user on the other one was me, I forgot to log in.

Anyway, I love this story. It's so amazing. I haven't read a Ben crossing over into Supernatural before. And with him as a kid with Sammy, it's just so perfect.

I hope there's more in the brilliant brain of yours.
Sep. 5th, 2006 10:36 pm (UTC)
I've got the second story arc (wherein Sam deals with some shit, Ben deals with some shit and an EMP rocks the northwestern quarter of the US) written in my notebook, I just need to edit and type.

There's surprisingly little Ben-fic out there anywhere. Off-hand I can only think of the one where he hunts Alec. There has to be more, right? Somewhere?
Sep. 10th, 2006 12:14 am (UTC)
I've always said Ben and Alec were cloned from Dean Winchester DNA. X) This fic is so much wish fufillment for me! Although I'd love to know how Sam feels when he's older and Ben is really mini!Dean. Anyway! Very enthused about this. It was a pleasent read. It came to an awesome conclusion. I wonder if Ben will still grow up to be teh crazy.

You said "crit hard" and...I would, but 95% of the time I don't even get to the end of a fic I'm reading because one little detail throws me off and I go "Bored now." I am here and commenting, so it is pretty damn good. ;)
Sep. 10th, 2006 05:27 am (UTC)
Glad it worked for you.

It came to an awesome conclusion.
Thanks. I don't want to have another WIP that I'll never finish on my plate, so I'm working on doing a series of short story arcs with this one, where each one adds a completed story to what's come before. We'll see how it goes.

I wonder if Ben will still grow up to be teh crazy.
In my head, there's things with Ben that can't be fixed. A family, structure and guidance, and an outlet for his hunter's urges will help, but he's always gonna be some sort of not-right. The best it can be is for the symptoms to be a little less destructive, I think.

Thanks for commenting. I'm all flattered and stuff now.
Sep. 15th, 2006 02:35 am (UTC)
I enjoyed reading this. I could completely believe this happening; The two different worlds mixing this way. This is my second time reading this story, actually. I didn't leave a comment the first time because I wanted to track down more SPN/DA stories immediately. :) I have to say this is one of the best crossovers I read, ever.

It's always so sad when Dean's not around... I hate seeing either of the brothers left alone like that. *sigh* I'm glad Sam and Ben have each other now. I hope Ben's life turns out better, with Sam guiding him. Oh, but I so missed Dean...

Thank you for the story. I really loved it.
Sep. 17th, 2006 07:58 pm (UTC)
I could completely believe this happening; The two different worlds mixing this way... I have to say this is one of the best crossovers I read, ever.

Thanks. I think that's the thing about crossovers, choosing the worlds taht could fit and then interlacing them cleanly. The best compliment to a crossover-writer is that it's believable. Thanks.

It's always so sad when Dean's not around... I hate seeing either of the brothers left alone like that. *sigh* I'm glad Sam and Ben have each other now. I hope Ben's life turns out better, with Sam guiding him. Oh, but I so missed Dean...

Sam without Dean is almost as bad as seperated twins. Dean filled this space in Sam's life, and while Ben fills some space too, the shape of the puzzle piece is different and it still leaves gaps.

I'm glad you enjoyed it. Just got part 2 back from the beta, need to make some changes and then post it.

Sep. 16th, 2006 01:30 am (UTC)
Good job! :)

Really liked the part with the "Tag, you're it!" in the play ground...
Sep. 17th, 2006 08:02 pm (UTC)
Heh. That was totally influenced by my friend spar30's adventures in the electronics store. He (and Ben) should never be allowed among normal people without an adult.

Sep. 16th, 2006 07:04 am (UTC)
AW. Wow, I love this. I love the Ben and the Sam and the Dean being dead and Ben being his son, and I love the symmetry between what John said to the boys, and what Sam now has to say to Ben. Wonderful. You make me believe that SPN and DA are a continuous 'verse.
Sep. 17th, 2006 09:32 pm (UTC)
Glad you enjoyed it. DA and SPN are a really cool cross for me. Compatable enough (especially in their fan-bases) to work, and different enough to be worth doing. Going in, I had gifts and challenges for both characters, stories I could have told maybe with some OCs but felt would be more interesting using existing characters from those fandoms.

I love the symmetry between what John said to the boys, and what Sam now has to say to Ben.

Heh. Poor Sam. Not only is he having to deal with Wee!Ben, but he has to reconcile his current actions and attitudes with his often vocal reactions to his father's decisions over the years. I think he'll be developing a lot more sympathy for the situation John was in as time goes by.

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Oct. 15th, 2006 04:18 am (UTC)
Oh...My...God....THIS IS BRILLANT!!!! I've been dying to read and find great SPN/DA stories, and this one tops the list....I'm speechless!!! I've never read a fic like this! It's amazing and you keep so true to the characters, but still give them a new view in life! This MUST be contuined!!
"Yes, Sam," and there's no questioning of his orders, just an eager acceptance
Right there, I was like OHMYGOD! He's DEAN!! It's seriously reminding me of Dean's and John's relationship. The no-questions-asked-eager-to-follow attidude, but diffrent at the same time you know? Why does Ben have to be buckets of crazy? With Sam in his life, he'll still be crazy (come on, you're right being an scientific solider thorwn into a Winchester's life? Oh yeah, that spells pyscho!!) but he won't be hunting priests!!

PLEASE tell me there'll be another part or better yet, an entrie story?!?!?!
Oct. 15th, 2006 05:10 pm (UTC)
I'm so glad you enjoyed it.

One of the things I hadn't forseen when I started on this universe, was how much of John Winchester there was in Sam, how similar his reactions were when he had this 'innocent' little life to protect instead of his own. It really surprised me.

There's a one-shot sequel to this, called Ridin' the Storm Out; it's two or three posts after this, or you can click on the "tom sawyer" tag on this post to see all those in that universe so far.

I'm still working on a third part, and I've got plans in the works for run-ins with some of Ben's "family" in further installments.
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