Great story! Loved that Dean finally found out who his bio-dad was. I bet you're really close if not spot on to what Rowling might reveal about dean's past. It makes so much sense.
I'm glad you enjoyed it. Most of my stories deal with the grittier parts of life, but I actually enjoyed giving this gift to Dean, the gift of knowing who he was. :)
Author's Response: Hehe, Minna, your review doesn't say anything. I'd assume you mean you're speechless, but both of us know you're never speechless. XD
Fantastic story!! I was so into it by the end that I wanted to hear more... your characters were fascinating in that they were really just normal people dealing with normal things. You drew them very realistically. I particularly liked your attention to detail with Dean with things like his smoking and the way he counted everything - they made him seem real rather than just a character on a page.
The various plots - of Dean's father and Connie etc - tied in so well with what Dean was going through and really added to this story... and even though it's nearly 10 000 words, it didn't feel long at all!
Just a small nitpick - in the third paragraph (which starts Even there, on the calm, peaceful beach that spoke to him...), I think you should have written it in pluperfect, ie "peaceful beach that had spoken to him" etc, because this story is written in past tense and you're telling an event before that. If that makes sense. Anyway, it didn't detract from the story at all... I'm just a bit of a freak when it comes to grammar sometimes.
Anyway, this was a great fic, really well written, with great characters and great attention to detail that almost made me believe that somewhere this was actually happening.
Hello again, Katrina! Have I ever mentioned how much I love your reviews? 'Cause I doand so do a lot of my MNFF friends. Keep up the amazing work, because reviews like yours is what keeps us going, pumping out fic after fic.
The one thing I wanted from this fic is for someone to read it and think, "Hey, this could be my friend or my neighbour or someone I don't even know who I passed on the street." There is something humanising about not knowing fully who you are and where you came from, and I really wanted the reader to empathise with Dean in this respect. This could be any family going through it, and without the magic, it could be so universal a mini-crisis.
Thanks for stopping in, and I'm glad you liked the story. It gave me fits, so it's nice to know my repeated headdesking paid off.
Merry Christmas, Jess!
You know, I think this might have just become one of my absolute favourites of your stories (and it's up against some stiff opposition!). There's just a wonderful simplicity about it - it's just ordinary people going about their ordinary messed up lives that just happen to be complicated by magic. It makes it so relatable and beautifully understated.
I love the attention that you give to backstory. The mess that Dean is in and how he hasn't been able to face going home before, and the backstory to his father and the side plot about his sister all add something, and I love how you tie them all so neatly together. The sub-plot with his sister would just be left hanging by a lot of less skilled writers as random filler, but instead you use it to illustrate so perfectly the lessons that Dean has learnt from finding out about his father and tie everything back up together in a neat, shiny little bow.
I always love your attention to detail as well. You clearly did a bit of research on London's transport because about half hour sounds just about right to me for a bus ride between Kings Cross and Bethnal Green (and I love that, given he's a West Ham fan, you thought to put Dean's family on the eastern side of the city). So few people bother to put the thought into those little details that you do, and for me it's something that always sets your stories apart, because it really shows the care you put in.
Also one other little detail I loved was Dean's mum's assumption that he hadn't had sex, because it really highlights that she is still seeing him as the teenager who left to go on the run, rather than the grown man he's become. It's not going to have occurred to her of course that he's grown up in the interim because she hasn't seen it happen. There's just so much implied by that one awkward, little exchange and it's such a subtle observation and one I'm so impressed you thought to include.
I could wax lyrical all morning, but I probably ought to go and peel sprouts instead really. Anyway dear, fab story, particularly as it seemed to be giving you no end of trouble when you were writing it.
Yayyyy, my endless harrassing of both Carole and Google for details about geography paid off. I tried very hard to make these details correct and unbothersome, but they're the parts I put the most work into. I just wanted that sense of Dean being so familiar with his surroundings yet still detached from them that the only thing on his mind is how long it's taking him to get from Point A to Point B instead of being excited that he's going home. I think it's something we can all relate to, which I think of as 'Are we there yet?' syndrome. :D
You know, I will be honest, I wasn't sure whether this story was good or just nearly 10K of ramble. By the end, I just sort of wanted it to be over so I could get back to my Snape fic that I just sort of posted and moved on. I really should go back and re-read it, since both you and Carole seem to think it's really good.
Like, um, Happy Christmas, yo! I miiiiiiiissssssss you.
Jess, I didn't think I would at first but I really enjoyed this one! It is one of your best! Do you plan on any future "Dean" stories? I really think you have something here!
Hello again, David!
I do actually have another Dean story, which puts a name to his hitherto nameless girlfriend in this story, called Barely There. Whether I'll further explore him after this, though, I have no idea, because so many characters in my brain are begging for their stories to be told. This is merely one of them.
Glad you liked it. Have a nice morning, since it's not night anymore in your neck of the woods, lol.
Ahhhh loved this! I love the Dean sub-plot, and you did a great job with this fic. :)
Thank you. Glad you enjoyed it. :D
Have a lovely evening!
Wow! Jess, you've provided such a brilliant backstory to Dean and his parentage. This is such an intriguing read. Masterfully plotted and with some truly brilliant details. I particularly loved Dean's obsession with counting, and the realisation that his strides now are longer because he hasn't visited for so long. Just such a great idea, a minor detail but it weaves throughout the fic in such a clever way.
Um, criticisms ... Don't have any, except can you stop Dean from smoking - it's bad for you! *giggle*
I know how much you put into this, so I have to tell you - it was worth it. Truly engaging. I hope the word count doesn't put people off because it really doesn't read as a sub 10k story. It flows so well that you don;t notice the length.
I'm glad you think so, because I was torn between this fic being good or being terrible. I wasn't sure, and it was giving me freaking fits. I just wanted it to be genuine and in his head enough to make one think, "Yeah, this is Dean's life."
Minor note: Dean's girlfriend is still Hestia, but I didn't feel like adding in that whole story in there, so I left her nameless. I'm sure Natalie will approve.
Ta, and thanks for the lovely review.
Thanks for reading. :)