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]

"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."