WHO: Claire Bennet (SBC), Dean & Sam Winchester WHERE: Claire's house WHEN: Thursday, June 15, 2006; early, early a.m. WHAT: Drinking pain and problems away. RATING: TBD STATUS: thread; in-progress
Moving into the livingroom loaded down with alcohol, Claire waved off Dean's attempts to take all of it from her, but conceded by letting him take half as she set the rest on the table. Rather than her attention be on the bottles and cans and glasses, it was on Sam. He'd been entirely quite since he'd slid into the front seat of the Impala and she'd been waiting for him to say something – anything.
"Okay, I've got beer, I've got normal hard stuff and I've got the crazy stuff," she said, taking the bottle of Firewhiskey herself, then a class and a bottle of beer. It, thus far in being in L.A., was the one alcoholic thing that seemed to last long enough for her to actually get drunk without shooting top shelf, top proof alcohol straight into her skull. She assumed that was because it was made with magic, rather than normal brewing, but in the end it didn't matter why, it just mattered that it worked. Right now, after everything - the wrong Sam (Anders) being killed, the wrong Faith being killed, the worry that no one to swap would mean the others couldn't come back - it was needed.
Dropping down onto the couch slightly to one side of the middle, she passed the beer to Sam at the end of the couch, the side to which she'd put herself closer, leaving room for Dean at the other end. With a flick of her gaze, she indicated the spot for him to sit in instead of the chair, then opened the Firewhiskey bottle.