66Winchesters 'verse. Middle of no where. Roadside diner.

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She hit the ground hard and tumbled, then lay there and caught her breath for a moment before turning over and using the vehicle that she'd landed next to to pull herself to her feet. The movement nearly made her throw up, but not having anything in her stomach saved her that indignity and she settled for just leaning against the machine, the long sleeves of her ripped and dirty gown swaying in the breeze.

Hey, Sam and Dean, there's a strange woman hanging on your car.

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"HEY HEY HEY OFF THE CAR!" Dean snarled rushing up.
Sam sighed "Dean Chill out"

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Those big dark eyes turned toward him just a little fearfully as she wondered how much trouble she was in. "If I dinnae hold on I sha' fall."

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Sam went over to help her, hold her up.
"So?" Dean asked.

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She gave Sam a weary smile of thanks and leaned against his arm, shaking her long hair back. "Kin ye tell me where this is?"

Sam would be able to feel her shaking.

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"Like I know" Dean muttered checking over his car.

Sam sighed "Dean......leave her be"

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Jaime leaned closer to the friendly brother, one brow lifting as she observed softly, "Great daft booby."

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Once content his baby was in tact Dean looked at the girl "What ya think your doin?"

"DEAN" Sam snapped "Leave her" he looked at her "Are you ok?"

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"Och." Her brows drew together, displaying a temper that was anything but frightening. "What does it look like I am doin'? Goin' outta me way t' annoy fine gentlemen by hangin' on their cars. If ye had nae caught me I would'a ben jimmyin' the locks next."

Then she looked up at Sam and the sarcasm faded from her voice. "Lost, beset by strangers, 'n weary beyond reason, good sir."

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"Is she speaking English?" Dean asked
Sam groaned "Dean......" he looked at her "I'm Sam, thats Dean"

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"Jaime 'o Howlett," she said softly, suddenly fighting tears as her legs tried to give out completely.

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Sam held her weight up, taking a large amount of it himself "Thats a bit like that Wolverine guy....."
"Are you talking English?" Dean asked Sam.

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"Aye, I am a girl version...." She blinked and put a hand to her head as it started to spin. "Ugh...."

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"You need the hospital?" sam asked.
Dean shook his head "No, we haven't the time. "

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"N... nay." Her eyelids flickered and her head drooped. "I... heal. Jes... jes' hungry...."

She fainted.

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Sam opened the impala and put her in the back "Macdonalds Dean"
"If she pukes you clean"
"Okok" Sam sighed.

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Jaime moaned and opened her eyes as she was lain on the seat, her expression confused. "Wha...?"

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"We're going to buy you a meal" he smiled
Dean grumbled "SAm's gonna"

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"Thank ye." She swallowed and closed her eyes, his scent telling her that he, and even his bad-natured brother, were trustworthy.

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Sam smiled "Just relax ok?" he said putting a blanket over her.
"You so get to do the cleaning" Dean muttered.

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"Is 'e always this pleasant?" Jaime quirked a brow wearily. "Or did I catch 'im on a good day?"

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"good day" sam nodded

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Her quirked eyebrow eloquently said what she thought of that, though there was none of the temper or anger that one would normally associate with a Wolverine.

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"It's the car it's like... his baby"
"Means more than you" Dean muttered.

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"Well he's nae need tae worry." She curled on her side and nearly vanished under the blanket except for that long black hair. "I am hoosetrained."

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"But don't speak right" Dean muttered.