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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[i_salted_dean]

She sighed and absently let one hand rest on the arm that went in front of her. "I don't remember that; I was only a few months old. But I remember Jessie. He'd stayed on the couch in my dorm that night to be there if the nightmares got too bad. And they got too bad. They got him." Then she blinked and realized that she was still wearing her sneakers and kicked one off before pulling up the leg of her jeans and removing the other by the simple means of removing her artificial leg and kicking it away from her.

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

"And how'd that happen?" Leeroy looked down at Sam's left leg. "Did ... they do it?"

[i_salted_dean]

"The same thing that got Mom and Jessie." She leaned against him again, needing that human touch. "Bit it off when I was six. And ate it." Her eyebrows lift for weary emphasise.

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

His answer is simple, but he can't hide the vague look of disgust that falls over his face.

"Ah," he says.

[i_salted_dean]

"Dad drove it off, but it said it'd be back for the rest. He trained me and my brother to know them and fight them. We discovered that other people can't even see the things, not even the misty outline Dad sees. After awhile he left us on our own and went hunting by himself. We used to hear from him once in awhile, but he hasn't called or wrote since a couple months before Dean vanished."

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

He nodded, suddenly realizing that he hadn't let her go. He let his arms drop away from her slowly.

[i_salted_dean]

She looked up questioningly.

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

His cheeks burned; he hadn't expected to be holding her for so long. He also hadn't expected that he would have enjoyed it so much.

The parallels between she and he were many. Except he'd been lucky to only lose one brother. She'd lost all of hers. And yet she kept going...

He wondered, if he was in her place, if he would have the same strength of will.

"Nothing," he said, putting his arms around her again.

[i_salted_dean]

She leaned again with an absent sigh. "You get nightmares too?"

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," he said quietly. "One of my brothers got killed right in front o' me. There wasn't anythin' I could do, and..."

He blinks rapidly as he remembers. "I just can't stop reliving it. I found him again in the Cafe but it don't change what I saw."