Orphan Sam's universe. Lawrence, Kansas.

[random_xtras]

She stood there, invisable in the broad light of day, and watched Sam, her turquoise eyes intent and a little sad. Behind her on the ground lay the remains of the thing that had tried sneaking up on him unawares, but she had no interest in her kill. Things like that weren't food. You only killed them to keep the world from stinking and to protect your own.

Sam was just standing there. His thoughts were closed, so she couldn't talk to him, but she was content to just watch over him for now.

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[demonhunter-sam.livejournal.com]

"Yeah... I know." He states before stopping the car in front of the house. Yep... it was definitely lived in.

[random_xtras]

"Your call, son. How do you want to do it?"

[demonhunter-sam.livejournal.com]

"Just going to tell the person that this is the house I was born in. And see if they'll let us look around. Or as if they found anything in the house that belonged to the Winchesters."