girlSam's reality. A roadside picnic area.

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John looked at Sam and Zanoah, one brow lifting slightly as he watched the wolf-fae demolish her first softserve icecream cone. He saw Sam's distracted look and reached over to gently touch him on the shoulder. "Son?"

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"Yeah?" He says looking over at John.

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"Twenty for your thoughts?"

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"Just thinking about things that have gone on." Sam states.

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"Ah." He looks down at his icecream, then lifts it and eats some more, his own eyes going absent.

Zanoah eats the last scrap of her cone and looks at John's, then looks at Sam and sniffs the air. "I think I need a burger."

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"You always think you need something." He states shaking his head a bit and eats his ice cream.

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She looks up at him in surprise. "No I don't."

[demonhunter-sam.livejournal.com]

"Actually, yeah, in a way you do. Whether it be for playing or food."

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She's silent for a moment, those turquoise eyes on the ground.

Then she moves slightly. "You never told me it was wrong."

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"That's because its not as long as it isn't an all the time thing."

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"Ah." She drops back into silence.

John looks at her with a frown, then glances at Sam and quirks an eyebrow as he finishes his cone.

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Sam gives a slight shrug. His mind is on Dean and Jess. He's not really worth the advice he gives at the moment.

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John reaches over behind Zanoah and gently jabs him in the ribs with a thumb. "Do you want to go back to the Cafe? Or stay here tonight?"

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He smacks his dad's hand. "Hey!" Those brown eyes look over at John. "I think I'd rather stay here for the night."

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He chuckles, then nods. "It's still warm here at night."

[demonhunter-sam.livejournal.com]

"I don't think it really matters to me anymore if a place is warm or not." It hadn't mattered to him in a long time. Sleeping in a booth or in a '67 Impala will do that to you.

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John reaches down to touch a dark spot on the wood of the bench they're sitting on. "I hit my head trying to get back on the table one night."

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"A person's body doesn't belong on the table." He states with a raised brow.

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He shrugs. "I'd wrenched my back and the truckseat was too soft."

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"That's why you lay on the seat and not the table itself."

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He just chuckles.

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He just shakes his head and finishes off his ice cream.

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Zanoah figets a bit, then transfers her butt from the bench to the table and curls up wolf-like, watching the world around them thoughtfully.

John glances at her, then gets to his feet and dusts his pants before going into a stretch.

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"You're meant to be acting human not wolf." Sam whispers leaning down and kissing the top of her head.

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She blinks and looks up at him, then down at herself before whispering in return, "Is it the laying on the table or the way I'm laying?"

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"Just the way you're laying. Not many people curl up like a wolf does." He kisses to top of her head again before heading over to the Impala plops himself down on the warm hood of the car. A lot comfortable than a table or its bench.

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She rolls onto her belly and lays her head on her arms, watching him and watching John as the older man does a few toe-touches and light calesthenics.

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He watches John for a moment before just letting those eyes close and allowing his body to relax fully.

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John stretches a final time and looks thoughtfully at Sam, but sits on the bench and leans back with his elbows on the table so that he can look up at the stars. Behind him Zanoah yawns a bit, then slips off the table and trots out of the circle of light in human form, intent of investigating some sound in the darkness.

[demonhunter-sam.livejournal.com]

"Zan, don't. Just relax. No looking for things... no nothing." Because if they didn't relax then he wouldn't. And he needed to after having his nerves frayed.

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She comes back with a happily purring white cat in her arms and slides up onto the hood next to him. Glancing at him, she tentitively snuggles close, ready to move away if he wants her to.

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Sam opens his eyes when he hears the purring and blinks. "Cute." No, he's not going to ask her to move. Just no cat claws on his brother's car.

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John lowers his head and watches as Zanoah curls a little closer and lays her head on Sam's chest, then closes her eyes with a sigh.

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He wraps an arm around her and lets exhaustion just take him.

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John watches them for a few moments, then lays down on the bench and folds his hands over his chest. He commits the day and its events to God, then settles down to keep guard.