Oh, man. *mentally drums fingers with tension* Your John is my favorite in the fandom because of parts like: He wanted to issue the order, wanted to tell Sam to get his ass back to a normal life while he still could. Fall back and use the picket fence for cover.
and John glanced down, blinked, and said, "Sam, put the couch down- gently- and I won't let Missouri kill you when she comes back."
This fic moves along so smoothly, so much happens, and it's just full of these gems.
Thanks,
DC