Well, I got here at last, talk about do the fics backwards! 

So this is where Brenna started.  The connection between them is shiverable, scary yet I feel like its a destiny just reading this chapter. She's drawing Dean in and I don't think either of them can help the reaction they have towards each other.

Dean's reaction to missing his Dad's phone call, oh my, my heart was squeezed so hard, I think it cried a tear or two.  He just wants, needs but won't admit it John's love and respect and acknowlegement. You capture that feeling so well, both his want and his covering up and Sammy's understanding of how Dean really feels deep inside.  God I hate John sometimes! 

Dean he's just got so much brewing under the surface and it was seeping out there with his need to run and feel some pain, like he isn't already feelling it deep inside.

This witch just sounds way too evil for it to be Brenna, though she's got this scary thing going on with Dean, I don't know that I'd pin her for staking somone with a red hot poke, ouch!

More, I need more.  I have chocolates - Belgium - so just one more and another chapter before my bed time calls.

Jane :)

Dean such a darn hero, holding back that tide of pain so that his little bro didn't have to suffer and, thankful that he was able to, otherwise Sam would never have been able to rescue him.

I just hope that they make it to the car and escape, but I'm worried how this banshee gets around, will she end up back at the motel giving them more aggravation!?  And will Brenna be able to help them if they both succum to the pain and agony the banshee's putting them through.  And whats the story behind it all, desperate to know.

I feel that the scarring Brenna has seen inside Dean is the pain his dad puts him through.  Such a fab description you gave us there, I can see each time his dad left, the wound reopening and Dean having to deal with it all again.  I think Dean would just like his dad to acknowlege he exists as a son, rather than as a hunter.

Bed, definitely now, more the morrow!  Roll on Tuesday. 

Jane :)

Do you know that feeling when you are really enjoying a fic and you can't wait to get back home and read the next chappie?? Well, that was me today, singing away to a Darren Hayes song that reminded me of Dean, and just chilling and wondering what the plot held next. Fab.

Now my heart just jumped when Sam went outside to make that call to John. Hells bells I was thinking that the banshee might just jump out and whip him away. I was so relieved when Brenna came and Sam stepped back over the threashold on the right side of the salt!

Bad Declan, i guess he thought he was doing the right thing, but look where its left Dean.  And who next.

I love that Dean is so stoic, all that pain and he still gets himself out of bed, almost crumbling but pushing and pushing and then resting against Sam. And somehow he finds a bit of humour with the pancakes and whilst we are talking about them, they didn't get to eat!!! You can't hunt a banshee on an empty stomach.

And now I'm seriously worried as Dean has his arm strapped to his chest and its looking like Sammy's vision is starting to come true.

Random thoughts of Brenna... liking the same music, loves Dean's car, pancakes, and now that spirit that's sent her off to sort out the Banshee alone.  Oh boy Dean, he really doesn't stand a chance.

Only Dean could ride to find a banshee on a tractor and still worry about his car! !  Love it.

Grand, absolutely, but I'm fearing reading the next chapter.

Jane :)

Darren Hayes, he's a kinda pop-rockish guy that used to be the front man of Savage Garden.  I love his lyrics and his melodies and just GAH, it swings my boat but maybe not everyones!  ;)

I'm a puddle of emotion, you really know how to knock it out of your reader, so bed is calling.  Catch you later, have a grand day. 

Jane ;)

::hesitant:: No, no it can't be finished I was just enjoying that way to much.

Where do I being. With the annoying father who couldn't be bothered to come and see his boys, to make sure that the injuries were palpable and set them on their way. Doesn't John realise how much seeing him would have lifted them. And whats he going to do, waste his energies on Declan, who doesn't deserve them and you can't change what's happened nor a mans reasoning.

:heay sigh: Brenna... unfinished business methinks. ::winks::  Dean so needs to sow his seeds with a likeminded soul, he's just missed that particular boat, I do hope that he gets another opportunity in another adventure??  I think I am needing to read another??

So, typically Dean, barely enough time to let his skin heal and he's up and doing and wanting to get moving.  But, I think he would also like Brenna, for a bit, before his urge to move on. I think half of what Dean does is so john-motivated, so ingrained it kills me to realise this sometimes.  What man could not see his kids when they are torn and needy. This is the one bit of the SPN series cannon I find hard to understand.  But I guess its also a great carrot.

GS I just so loved this story, it has brought me great joy, tears and anguish and lots of stressing and wanting to read when i can't and teaching me I have to wait. did I mention I don't do waiting that easily  hence baggy eyes and late nights!  Somehow I managed and have now found myself at the end of the story and I hate this bit as I do tend to get very involved. 

I still have Sunday Bloody Sunday and am really looking forward to the next part.

You mentioned, earlier, that this was your first fic and would I notice the difference in your writing. Well, yes, I can see a growth a burgeoning of a writing style but I think that you have always, always had both the boys voices from the very start.  That, to me, is the most important element to a story that I hear Dean and Sam and they came through loud and clear.  You should be proud, you are a grand writer. You held me tight in every chapter and that, is magic, and that is, story telling at its best.

Ack, I hate the end, but this is it for this story, it was a grand ride and thanks so much for sharing it with me.  :)

BTW, what did ITunes make of Darren Hayes...?  Be honest I won't be offended?? LOL.  Take care,

Jane  ;O

Oh wow, that was an excellent chapter.  She was determined not to let Dean go, so sure that she could actually defeat him, but she didn't considered the joint force of Sam and Dean. I love this line...'Dean slid his eyes to his brother, thinking. Once he’d believed that it was really Sam there with him, he never doubted that he could defeat her. Without Sam, he was alone in the dark. With him, he was powerful.'

For me that really sums up  what the two boys mean to each other and typifies how they 'need' each other to survive, but that has echoed through this fic, showing Dean's need particularly for his brother to be there - for Dean its all about Sam. Fabulous.

Of course, the rest was pretty neat too, LOL, in fact the fight with the witch was overwhelming, leaving me feeling void at times, when Dean was dragged back on his own and then elated when Brenan came to help and finally, Sam.  I enjoyed Dean's wariness when Sam first arrived and Sam's glimpse into that very dark core Dean has and realising its his first taste of that side of his brother.

And yay to Brenan, who didn't appear to do much in the fight, but was there holding all the seams in place.

Can I read the rest without wrecking my fingernails??  LOL.

Jane :)

Oh lots going on in this one. 

Aftermath is a good description and what a fall out for Dean. He really does need to have a good old cry, release it all out of his system and a hug, a nice long one. Maybe Brenan...?

This was a really thoughtful chapter too, with Sam wanting to help and be there for Dean. Dean's defences down and taking a little from Sam, but never a lot, huh! And Dean's thoughts on his dad. Did he feel that he was let down, rather like Coulee's dad did to his boys? Again his need for his family but also his fear that Sam's there because of him and yet he wouldn't want him anywhere else. 

Love it, absolutely!

Jane :)

Arrggh! Back to that desperate cliffy, that is evil you know that don't you?

Loved the Star Wars references. But not loving how easily Dean drove into this hunt.  And now all three are just about up to their necks in it and one, about to have his snapped by a boot!

However, I think he'll still have his head in the next chappie as I get the impression that, like a Cat, she'll want to play with Dean, before she kills him.

Jane :)

After all that Dean has gone through, the emotional and mental torture and its not over. This evil witch is now living inside his head and will take him on another horrible mental journey with what kind of consequences?? 

I loved the moment when Dean leaned into Sam's touch, really needing to connect there with his Bro and how heartbreaking that he wanted to go home.  It shows how badly his defences are down that he needed this and worryingly will he be be able to hold his own with the witch in his head in this vulnerable state?

 It was one of those 'don't go to sleep' moments. Of course, we knew he would, poor soul is utterly exhausted.

I'm curious how this other person, Brenna, that Sam has called, will be able to help Dean.

Its been a great day, chores interspersed with a bit of reading, can't beat it, but its bedtime here now, so I'm going to have to hang on till the morrow for the next couple chapters!

Jane :)

Oh sh** indeed, what a place to leave it, but that has become second nature comment for me when reading your stories. Tease!!  Cliffy Queen!  

At last I've gotten to this story, RL week/end motherinlaw broken hip all now sorted but phew, reading this with Sam and his broken bones was rather wincing there you know!  All too real, too close to home, had my skin goosebumping, I hate broken bones at best of time, yak.

This is pretty dire, Dean's not doing so good, and he needs to somehow conjure up enough energy to not only get Sammy out but without Big Bro/or Sis Wendigo getting to them first.

The indian markings are interesting, I have a feeling that these will related even further in the story.

I've foresaken the chocolate tonight for red wine, large glass of Merlot was order of the day.  And it's just perfect to this fic as there appears to be a lot of the red stuff dripping from Dean, not that he in his concussed state has noticed - even more worrying - I just hope that Sam can get him cleaned up or they'll be two for an infection and also wake him up, very important that one or I suspect it will be a Winchester Sandwich for our Wendigo!!  Heavens, I have to go read more, loving it!

Jane ;)

More love than he knew what to do with ::sigh:: such a declaration the kind that fills ya up.  Sammy, so angry with his dad and Dean so forgiving.  And whilst I understand both sides of these boys, I think I'm more on Sammy's side of thinking than Dean's.  Sam definitely did open a box he didn't know how to deal with, but Dean was quick to close it back down again.

But dad's training of them has kept them both alive, for now, though that Wendigo is starting to lick his lips and I'm not much sure what Dean is going to do, I doubt his aim is going to be on target in his current condition and short of standing on the barvois with Sam... its not looking very promising. Dying to know how they get out of this little predicament.

More to read, but a cuppa tea needed first.

 Jane :)

That was a very emotional chapter.   Abe has learnt so much about these boys in a very short time, from Dean's inferences and his tone more than any definite things he's said about his dad.

I'm interested to find out what Staind sound like now as this has obviously inspired you with the story and now I'm dead curious. Then I'll head over to the next chapter. I feel sure there's going to be a lot of tlc and bandages needed in that one. Fixing up time I hope!

jane :)

Oh boy don't rattle Sam's cage, he really is making his point in this chapter.  Not taking anything from Dean at all and really letting him know how he felt about his dad not coming for them, but still not quite realising how much Dean needed his dad there.  And letting, more importantly, Dean know that he needs him.

I could cry for Dean.  He puts so much on his own shoulders and berates himself, even when at deaths door, for not saving Sam and for breaking down and not realising that Abe was not his dad. Seeing that as a failure, its hard, he needed to think it was his dad, it got him through but he can't even give himself that one thing.   God he needs a hug, and yes, I know, he wouldn't really want it, at least not on the surface.

Interesting to see what they make of the Shaman and vice versa. Time for a cuppa methinks and a buttered hotcross bun. Yum!

Jane :)