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Hell's Pancreas.
It was during World War Two. Somehow I was on a submarine with a bunch of sailors and vampires. Why was I going back in time? Either way putting vampires and Germans in a metal box under the ocean was a bad bad idea. "Angel?"
"Don't worry, its just a dream Anna."
"Ok. Were you in the Army?"
"Sort of. Long story. Just enjoy the flashback. Want some popcorn?" Since it was my dream or his flashback or whatever it was I got popcorn. And a slushie.
"Fire the torpedoes!" Woke up in the motel room with Sam. Who was sleeping too. Or had been as his eyes opened, then got really wide. Standing on the bed I looked down and realized I was naked. "Shit." Grabbed the sheet and wrapped it around myself. "Angel!" Heard him snickering in the back of my head and slapped myself.
"Ow."
"Sorry, um...he does that sometimes." Yeah, I was a sleep stripper. Walked around, grabbing the clothes I'd had on before bed and trying to get dressed while staying under the sheet. "Think we can make it to LA today? I can drive if you want."
"Don't worry, its just a dream Anna."
"Ok. Were you in the Army?"
"Sort of. Long story. Just enjoy the flashback. Want some popcorn?" Since it was my dream or his flashback or whatever it was I got popcorn. And a slushie.
"Fire the torpedoes!" Woke up in the motel room with Sam. Who was sleeping too. Or had been as his eyes opened, then got really wide. Standing on the bed I looked down and realized I was naked. "Shit." Grabbed the sheet and wrapped it around myself. "Angel!" Heard him snickering in the back of my head and slapped myself.
"Ow."
"Sorry, um...he does that sometimes." Yeah, I was a sleep stripper. Walked around, grabbing the clothes I'd had on before bed and trying to get dressed while staying under the sheet. "Think we can make it to LA today? I can drive if you want."