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Dean Winchester ([info]i_soldieron) wrote in [info]we_coexist,
@ 2012-02-21 22:31:00

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Entry tags:dean winchester, jesse custer, stand still

A little helping hand (Jesse)
The older Winchester had yet to tell anyone he was in the hospital. He didn't want to worry anyone. He also didn't want people messing with his phone. It was bad enough that they'd taken his gun, knives, multiple ids, and the phone to pack away where he couldn't get them. It wasn't that he could use them, which wasn't the point. They were packed away from him.

He rested on the hospital bed. He had a few other problems, not just the ruined hands, that had come from being thrown into a wall. He shifted on the bed, groaning to himself. He couldn't even press the button very well to ease the pain with a little chemical help. It was slight misery.

The hunter stared up at the ceiling. He was useless here, and he was going to be lucky to get for mobility back in his fingers the way they'd been crushed. He couldn't even protect himself much less help anyone else. These were the moments Dean hated himself the most; he hated that he pitied himself and that he could do nothing. He was just some poor slob who couldn't lift a finger, in this case literally, to even wipe the drool off his own jaw.

Well, there was one thing he could do in the past, but he didn't want to go that route here. He didn't even know if it was possible. He hadn't seen his own personal angel in days, weeks. The only other type he knew of who could hear prayers, maybe...

"So, look, this is probably as uncomfortable for me as it is you, but if you could see your way into giving a hand here." He shook his head at his own slip of the tongue. "I need help. Not asking you to prove yourself, just asking you to help." He looked at his hands, what he could see of them under the bandages anyway.

"I can't believe I may actually be praying to a guy who smokes and knows Batman." He just shook his head, giving a soft laugh at just how bad it had gotten. Dean knew he was going to have to get some flowers or something for Lois Lane; he laughed again thinking of how she'd probably just throw them out.

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[info]i_seekgod
2012-02-23 03:35 am UTC (link)
"Chain smokes." Jesse corrected, appearing in the corner of Dean's hospital room. He'd started putting out his cigarette as he heard Dean's prayer, and now tucked the remains of it behind his ear.

"Can't forget my love of women and drink, neither." He stepped forward and had a look at the man laying in the hospital bed. The last time Jesse had seen him, he'd been up on his feet and helping to save a little boy. Now it appeared to him that Dean had been hit by a semi.

"Ya look like shit, you realize." Jesse couldn't believe the state of Dean's hands. He knew there was probably more hurt in those ten fingers than a lot of people felt in their entire lifetime. He didn't think Dean was a stranger to such pain, but like this? Jesse wasn't so sure.

"Yer not the first person to pray to me, so I don't see why it'd be uncomfortable."

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[info]i_soldieron
2012-02-23 03:57 am UTC (link)
"So, you're fine with being prayed to?" Dean didn't exactly jump when the guy just appeared in his room. He'd gotten quite used to Cas and others just showing up. He was almost developing a sixth sense about these things. The hunter's eyes narrowed as if he were trying to read the man/god/whatever. It wasn't exactly easy considering.

"Drop the smoking, and you'd be just like a guy I know. Was an angel." Dean nodded, then winced as he tried to reposition himself on the bed. It didn't go as well as he would have liked.

"I feel like shit, so least I look like what I feel." He sighed, giving up on the shifting and just lying back to watch the guy in his room. "

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[info]i_seekgod
2012-02-23 04:16 am UTC (link)
Jesse shrugged. "It's one of those things ya get used to once it gets out whatcha can do. Soon it's only a little bit weird when Batman asks you to back up a group of people going into an asylum to rescue a little kid."

It was interesting to him that Dean knew of angels. Knew angels. "Used to be a couple of em here, don't know where they went off to. Could use the help right about now. People aren't exactly peaceful with the changes the City's gone through recently."

The chaos had been loud to him. The worries of the people who had lived their entire lives in a place that moved and now wasn't were nearly overwhelming. The confusion of the ones who had been brought in was hardly any better.

Jesse knew there was one thing, at least, that he could fix, and fix right now, which made him feel calmer. He stepped right up to Dean's bed. For a moment, he was going to lay his hand on Dean's, but decided that it might cause too much pain. Instead, Jesse touched Dean on the forehead, it looked to be the part of him that was hurting the least.

His power flowed through and fixed the wounds.

"Now at least if yer lonely, you can take care of it." He grinned.

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[info]i_soldieron
2012-02-23 04:46 am UTC (link)
"I'll bet people are calling for some kind of help." Dean didn't mean him; he had a good reason to call on some celestial help.

"So, Cas, he's not here? Gabe either?" The hunter didn't think that the guy wouldn't know who he was talking about. He somehow expected Jesse would just know and understand. It came with the gig he supposed as well as the power to right things.

When Jesse stepped close, the hunter closed his eyes, having a feeling that someone was about use his godly mojo. Dean was right. He held his breath, releasing it when he realized that it was over. First there was some intense pain followed by nothing. He took a deep breath before opening his eyes.

"I hate calling in the big wigs." He lifted his hands and flexed his now functioning fingers. They were healed. "I can't do shit if I don't have these." He sighed softly.

"Thanks. Sorry, man. It's just..." He actually did look apologetic.

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[info]i_seekgod
2012-02-25 04:03 am UTC (link)
"There's a lot of callin." Jesse agreed. He wasn't sure what to do about any of it, either. It wasn't like he could control the City. Jesse was pretty sure that if he tried, the City would stop him. Whatever it was up to now, maybe it would fix itself soon.

"Hands are important." Jesse nodded. "Especially if yer gonna be one of those rescue everybody types. Which ya are."

He shook his head and held up a hand. "Don't be sorry. Ya needed help. So ya asked fer it. There ain't nothin to be sorry about. It ain't like yer runnin around askin me to make yer shoelaces sparkle or nothin. This kind of thing, this is important. I don't mind doin it."

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[info]i_soldieron
2012-02-25 04:23 am UTC (link)
"Nah, I'm more of a Juicy booty kind of guy." Dean rolled his eyes, flexing his newly healed fingers some more. "Course, I now owe you a few favors I guess, seeing as you're the kind of god type who smokes, drinks, womanizes and all that.

"Seriously, I don't know how you do it. I wouldn't want that gig. I'm doing good with what I got, and it's not even half that much." The hunter could understand somehow. He wasn't going to be a total prick; this guy actually showed up when he called - the last "god" he had to deal with, prayed to, never made an appearance. In fact, he'd made with a complete disappearing act. Or a "Do not disturb" act.

"I have a question. How the hell do you know Batman?" He'd been wondering this for a while. Bruce Wayne did not seem to travel in the same circles this Jesse guy might.

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[info]i_seekgod
2012-02-25 04:29 am UTC (link)
"Wasn't really given much of a choice." Jesse said, honestly. Though he supposed with some of it he had. But he didn't really want to get into any of that. "It ain't all bad. Sometimes, I have dreams and wake up to them bein real. Like Buffy and another gal fighin in pudding."

He smiled at that. If Dean was offering to take him out and ply him with booze and womanizing, Jesse wasn't going to say no. He might not actually touch any of the women, but he'd look.

"Ah. From when I first got here, actually. I was datin somebody in his family. His extended family, I mean. Through her, I got to know him. She's gone, but I've stayed a close friend of the Bat... people." He was never quite sure what to call them. But he supposed that worked. Jesse was not going to be telling the second part of that story, which was Zoe's, and not his secret to spill.

"He's kinda a dick."

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[info]i_soldieron
2012-02-25 04:36 am UTC (link)
"That could be some very interesting dreaming, until someone got it into their head to end you, or try to." Dean was definitely smiling at the thought of it. He might have known a little, very little, about Buffy. The chick was hot more or less.

"Wow, dating one of the Batfamily. That's got to be sweet. Been in the Manor? Talked to Alfred?" Yes, Dean was having a moment of fanboy. It wasn't like Bruce Wayne would swoop in and tell him these things.

"You know, not really surprised. That alterego shit has got to get old. Plus, everyone knows that Bruce Wayne is the disguise, right?" So, the hunter had also done some serious thinking about Batman. "Didn't think he was the kind to kill Joker though. He always took that homicidal clown to Arkham instead of ending it."

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[info]i_seekgod
2012-02-25 05:20 am UTC (link)
"Lived in the Manor for a bit." Jesse shrugged, he'd been pretty fanboy at first, too. But it had worn off quickly with Bruce's attitude. "Alfred's still here, actually. I betcha I could get ya a way to talk to him, if ya want."

He did like Alfred. Moreso now that the man was taking care of Zoe. He'd always had respect for the false butler, but now it was more than that.

"I'm sure it does. But there's some things that ya just don't gotta be a dick about, and he is." Jesse shook his head, thinking of the way he and Bruce had butted heads. "I think he'd finally just gotten sick of it. Besides, here Joker runs Arkham. Can't really stick him in a place he keeps takin over."

Jesse was quiet for a moment, then said "We think he ain't dead, anyway."

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[info]i_soldieron
2012-02-25 05:25 am UTC (link)
"Can Alfred cook?" Anyone who didn't know Dean might find that a strange questions, but the older Winchester boy did like food. He was more fond of burgers and fries though. He waved the question away as he reached for some water. Eventually he'd have to get out of here. There was a pause as he moved. "Nah, just wondering if the guy was as cool as he seemed.

"So, was Bats pulling some dick move by saying he'd ganked the son of a bitch? Or are we dealing with something else?" Even as he asked the question, he continued to pour himself something to drink. He would have preferred the water be something harder, yet he'd take anything at the moment.

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[info]i_seekgod
2012-02-25 05:31 am UTC (link)
"Hell yes, Alfred can cook." Jesse nodded. Alfred had made many a meal for him, and he'd never hated a single bit of it, even if it was a bit fancier than he was used to eating.

"No." Now he shook his head. "I made sure. I thought I made sure. I felt out for signs of life in the Asylum after everyone was gone. There weren't none. Not anything. Since I was so sure he was dead, I didn't think to keep checkin. But there's been signs."

Jesse was really not happy about Jack Napier's continued living. There were several reasons, but at the front of them was worry for Zoe. Since she'd attempted to kill the guy, she would be in his sights directly. It also seemed that he was catching on that the Bat was not Bruce. That made Jesse uncomfortable.

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[info]i_soldieron
2012-02-25 05:36 am UTC (link)
"Okay, might need to go see the guy." Dean smirked, finishing off the small cup of water rather quickly. "If you think you can get me a meal at the Manor." The hunter really did want to see what the inside of that place looked like, maybe find the Batcave. The smirk faded as Jesse made things a little more clear.

"What sort of signs? We're not dealing with an undead Joker, right? Because that is not something anyone wants to see." The idea of it actually made his skin crawl. The guy was hard enough to kill as it was, now they'd have to find some way to off an undead bastard? He thought of pouring another water, but his eyes were on his jacket.

"You see my clothes? I think it's time I check out." He winced a little, more from expecting pain rather than actually feeling it. When he didn't feel it as he shifted on the bed, he relaxed. "Do not want to be here any longer than I have to."

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[info]i_seekgod
2012-02-28 11:36 pm UTC (link)
Jesse nodded, he thought that it would be fairly easy to get Dean set up with a meeting of Alfred. He thought that the guy secretly enjoyed the esteem and astonishment of others discovering he was real.

"I don't think he's undead." Jesse said finally. "But I can't say right off. I ain't gone lookin or nothing. There was a note in the paper. In the personals section. I haven't seen anything else of him, but at this point, that's about enough."

He turned and opened the top dresser drawer, Dean's clothing was there. He stood aside and pointed.

"I would hope that even with all the fucked up things this city does, it wouldn't be so cruel as to make the Joker more of a menace than he already is."

Jesse returned to where he'd been leaning before. "Before you go out there, ya should know that things've changed. Again. Nothing's moving."

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[info]i_soldieron
2012-02-29 12:10 am UTC (link)
Dean turned and was soon sitting up with the sheets pulled to the side. He didn't get out of bed instantly; instead, he waited to check mentally that he wasn't going au naturale. Thankfully, they'd left him in boxers. He slipped off the bed finally.

His steps were a little unsure for a brief moment before he steadied himself to make his way over to the open drawer. Sometimes knowing the right people worked out.

"Nothing's moving?" Dean actually paused as he tried to process this one. He gave Jesse a look then turned his back on the guy to start yanking on his clothes which were clean. Seemed he'd gotten lucky enough to have that work out for him.

"What exactly does 'nothing's moving' mean?" Jeans were followed by the usual tee.

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[info]i_seekgod
2012-02-29 12:16 am UTC (link)
Jesse looked at the floor while Dean dressed. "Nothin's movin." Jesse shrugged. "Streets aren't changin, buildings are stayin put. The weather is actin like weather. It's like a normal world out there. I don't know what else to say about it. It's the simplest thing ever, and the most confounding thing I've ever experienced."

Nothing like this had happened in the whole time that he'd been here. Lots of other strange things, sure. But nothing that was this strange.

"Feelin out, it's like it's empty. Like it ain't there, the City. I mean, obviously the city itself is there, but whatever runs the place, it ain't."

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[info]i_soldieron
2012-02-29 12:22 am UTC (link)
"Well, that makes a whole hell of a lot of sense." He didn't yank on the button up shirt quiet yet. Instead he sat down to put on his boots. "Place acts normal, and it confounds you. How long have you been here?"

He glanced up at the cowboy guy for a moment before going back to his boots, lacing them up then tying them off.

"The doctors seemed a little off. They knew what was going on, but they just didn't seem all there." He sighed softly. "Good thing you came along, or they might have done something to me that I just didn't need done."

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[info]i_seekgod
2012-02-29 12:29 am UTC (link)
Jesse had to think about that. How long had he been here? "Seven years?" He scratched his head. It seemed like such a long time, and yet it felt like nothing at all.

It was actually a little depressing.

"The people who were born here, they are all outta sorts. Panicked. Things aren't being given them like they're used to. Fridges aren't automatically stocked. Shit ain't cleaning itself up. It ain't chaos yet, but I feel like it's at the breakin point."

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[info]i_soldieron
2012-02-29 12:45 am UTC (link)
Dean sat up and stared at the other man. His lips pursed as he processed this. Yeah, life could definitely get bad, very bad.

"You're shitting me. Seven years?" Yes, that was what the hunter focused on for the moment. He sat back, just staring at the other man. "You're still sane, being in this nut house of a place? I've been in Hell, and it felt like forty years. But, I don't think I could take seven years of this crazy." He hadn't done Hell for forty straight exactly.

"It's going to get bad." He might not have been in this exact situation, but he knew how people got when things changed in the extreme. "At least we don't have anyone looking to nudge the people born here into a unit, a mob. We'd be more than fucked if that happened."

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[info]i_seekgod
2012-02-29 01:21 am UTC (link)
"Seven years." Jesse confirmed. "Been through quite a bit, just in the time I been here."

That was a bit of an understatement, really. Dean said he'd been in Hell, Jesse felt like it had been Hell here at times.

"I take it Hell ain't a great place." Jesse joked. It wasn't even really a question to him. No matter what version one believed, Hell was never a pleasant place.

"I get that same feelin." He nodded. "It's just waitin for something to crack it."

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[info]i_soldieron
2012-02-29 02:30 am UTC (link)
Dean could only muster a slight grimace at the Hell joke. Both he and his brother had been, and neither came back in the best of shapes. He stood, pulling on the button up shirt before looking for the jacket.

"Long as we don't crack with it, the world might be okay." It was mumbled more than said. He gave a soft happy sound as he found his jacket, yanking it on. It was an old leather thing he thought he had lost forever. "Look, I'm not good with owing favors, and the holy types aren't exactly my favorite...

"But, I'd like to buy you a beer sometime. There was a pretty decent strip joint around here, not bad buffalo wings." It seemed like a good way to repay the guy.

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[info]i_seekgod
2012-02-29 02:42 am UTC (link)
"We might not need to crack, if the City's people get themselves together in any way. They ain't the sharpest knives in the drawer, but the lot of them outnumber us significantly."

Jesse could only imagine what it might be like to be in the middle of a riot conducted by the City-born. It would be true chaos. Nobody knowing what they were doing or why. Just doing it.

"Beer sounds great." Jesse smiled. "Beer at a strip club sounds even better."

He nodded at the door. "You get yerself outta here, but when you're ready, just gimme a call."

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[info]i_soldieron
2012-02-29 02:46 am UTC (link)
"Let's hope they never get the idea. They don't seem smart enough, but sometimes it doesn't take intelligence." Dean shook his head, almost wishing he hadn't brought the subject up. If he just jinxed them into that sort of chaos...

"Great. I'll let you know." Dean patted himself down, glad to find his things were where they should be. "Hey, if you need anything..." He didn't finish the sentence, just left it hanging before he nodded and left. Jesse wasn't half bad for a god type.

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