Sam's Earth: Detroit

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

Leeroy had learned his lesson.

Never, ever swap the memory cards on Jeimu's PlayStation 2. And don't hide the one that had all her DDR save games on it.

She'd sworn up a storm and then opened up a portal in the living room and kicked him through it. Now he was here, in a strange bar in a strange city. He didn't feel too concerned, Mu would bring him back when she decided he deserved to set foot on Newfoundland again.

But while he was here there was only one thing to do.

"What d'ye got fer beers, b'y?" he asked the bartender.

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[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

He bit his lip and crossed the room in a few silent strides. He put a hand on her shoulder and shook it gently.

"Sam?" he asked. "Sam, are you okay?"

[i_salted_dean]

She came awake with a gasp, realizing that she'd been dreaming again, then turned blindly toward the hand on her shoulder, seeking comfort.

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

He took her into his arms when he saw the horrified look on her face. "It's okay," he said quietly, giving her a small hug, then drawing back, sitting on the side of the bed. "Only a dream."

[i_salted_dean]

She shuddered and hugged herself, then sat and drew up her knees to rest her head on them, still gasping for breath as her heart raced. "No.... No, it was real."

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

He looked at her strangely. "So yer psychic or somethin', then?"