more spn_bitesized mini fills!

[nonisland]

Again, here is the AO3 collection thus far, and the mini-headers go to the original prompts.

1. "If My Heart Was a House" || G | Bill Harvelle/Ellen Harvelle | past character deaths
   
   The Roadhouse Ash shows her the way to is almost the same as the one that’d burned down years ago, dusty and smoky and home. Ellen doesn’t get misty-eyed, because she’s too old and too tired for that kind of thing.
   
   And then the door swings open and Bill walks in, healthy and whole. Ellen runs to meet him like she’s a teenager again, flings herself into his arms as if nobody’s ever let her down, and if there are tears on her cheeks, well, he’s crying too; she’ll say they’re his.


2. "Show a Girl a Good Time" || G | Bobby Singer/Eleanor Visyak; basically gen
   
   The sea serpent hisses something at Eleanor, something weird and alien and totally incomprehensible.
   
   “No,” she says, and turns to Bobby, not taking her eyes from the serpent. “Go ahead.”
   
   He picks up the flamethrower she’d told him to bring. The serpent flees, screaming, at the first lick of flame, vanishing back into the murky water. He doesn’t know whether they need to finish it off, or how, but Eleanor looks calm now, and she’s the expert.
   
   Eleanor says, “How about we go for coffee next time?”


3. "Sister-in-Arms" || G | Rachel, Castiel; gen
   
   Rachel is as inexperienced in battle as Castiel—neither of them were old enough to fight in the War—and so they stay close to each other as they descend into Hell, even once the gates are broken and the search begins.
   
   The Righteous Man’s soul gleams through the murk in the distance, scarred and darkened almost past recognition but still there. No one else of the garrison is within call, and something massive and evil lunges at them.
   
   “Go,” Rachel says, throwing herself blade-first between the demon and Castiel. “I’ve got you.”


4. "Of Virtue" || T+ | Nancy Fitzgerald, Ruby; gen | AU; implied future character death
   
   “It needs to be someone with faith,” Ruby says. “Strong and pure enough to burn every one of those sons of bitches away.” She looks around the room, past the Winchesters—the tall one opens his mouth, but his brother snaps “No”—and her gaze falls on Nancy. “You could do it,” she says, and Nancy doesn’t know what Ruby sees in her but—but it would be something to be that good.
   
   “Okay,” she says.
   
   This time both of the Winchesters say no. Nancy lifts her chin and stares them down: it’s her life, isn’t it?