Mink (minkmix) wrote,

SPN Fic: Mars

My happy 4th plans were rained upon! At least there was a lot of wine. Blah! Oh well, here have a fic... Someone out there requested a location with no other instructions. Lucky fer me, I've actually been there.

Title: Mars
Author: Mink
Rating: PG - Gen
Spoilers: None
Disclaimers: SPN & characters are owned by their various creators.
Summary: There is absolutely nothing else to do at the Hoover Dam.

"Damn, that's a big... dam."

Sam knew it was going to happen sooner rather than later. You couldn't stand around on a dam without getting some damn jokes. Or you could if you had any sense of self control or awareness of others lack of appreciation for said jokes. Neither of which his older brother had ever had an over abundance of.

"This place is weird." Dean declared as he kicked a rock.

Sam considered the landscape and silently agreed. Having seen all sorts of places he had to admit, there wasn't a whole lot else that quite looked like the Nevada desert. They had spent the better part of the morning traversing what looked like the surface of Mars. In fact as soon as they had left the facade like city of Las Vegas the landscape had turned into nothing but dark cracked canyons and ragged mountains as far as the eye could see. But then just when you thought you had dropped off the planet and were never going to see a sign of civilization again, you found it. One turn in the road and there it was. One of the largest and oldest damn dams in all the country. Just over 700 feet of poured concrete, built almost as thick as it was high, it plunged down below them into the dizzying emerald green roiling path of the Colorado River.

Sam wondered exactly when the Hoover jokes would begin.

"Damn, this dam sucks!"

He obviously had less of a wait than expected.

"Hey, I bet it must have taken a whole lot of beav--"

"Let's get in there before the tourists." Sam thought it was an act of kindness upon himself if he cut off Dean before he finished that particular sentence. "Can we just buy our tickets so we can take the tour?"

"Sure. Fine." Dean pulled up the collar of his jacket. "I thought deserts were supposed to be hot."

Although the sun was bright and warm, there was a hard breeze that wasn't exactly comfortable. It was dry and playing at cold. Sam looked up at the maze of cable lines that draped above, haphazardly connecting the power stations far below up to the towering metal frames. It was all it took to feed the might of the river's waters to as far as California. But it hadn't been easy. Almost one hundred men had died here as the thing was being built way back when in the 1930s.

At least one of those long lost men wasn't real happy about it. Or so they would soon find out. Sam had learned over the years that harm against humanity was more often than not wrought by other humans and not the dwellers on the fringe. But their lead had been solid enough to give it a look. Besides, Sam figured even if it turned out to be a bust, they always got an insightful tour about water turbines out of it.

"I wanna walk across it first." Dean said.

Sam looked out over the old road way of Route 93 that ran along top of the massive structure. A bridge way across the deep canyon ran right into Arizona. It was extremely narrow and only two lanes. Barely enough room for the large RVs and cars that were carefully and slowly navigating its turns.

"Why do you want to do that?" Sam honestly wanted to know.

Dean tossed his head with a brief shrug. "I just do."

Sam looked evenly at him.

"You just want to spit off the side of it don't you?"

"Okay dude," Dean looked back up at him back in all seriousness. "How the hell did you know that?"

"Lucky guess."

"Hey listen..." His brother grinned and nudged Sam with his shoulder as they walked. "It's a whole lot better than what I really want to do off the top of this thing..."

Sam had a brief vision in his mind of his brother waving at passing Winnebagos as he took a high rise leak over a historical landmark.

"Okay, okay, one loogie and then we get back to work."

"That's the spirit Sam."

Tags: gen, sam pov, spn one shot
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