meri winchester is besties with the devil (deviladvocate) wrote in colligo_threads, @ 2012-10-03 22:43:00 |
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Although Meri had already been given prior warning about some alternate version of herself showing up in the past in Colligo long before she, herself, had wound up in the very same past as well, there still were a few things about that concept that were surreal, to put it mildly. Like the fact that, despite how much her parents tried, they couldn't help but look at her a bit... off, like they were expecting her to pull a gun and start shooting things at random for no particular reason, at any given point in time. And although Meri could justify that away easily enough by telling herself that, clearly, they were just uncertain what to expect from their ten-year-old-turned-grown-up-overnight, there were other things that weren't so easy to write off.
The biggest example she could think of, of course, was the Impala.
In her time, Meri had long since tracked down the location of her alternate reality!dad's version of the car, fixed it up so it was drivable, and taken to using it as her personal vehicle. Technically speaking she was still first in line to receive the actual Impala the day her dad died, but in the interim - because no matter how old he got, Dean refused to give his Baby up - Meri was content driving the same, yet not, car. However, because it had taken her a while to realize the car was there, find it, and then make it road worthy again, Meri had fully expected to simply be walking places while stuck in the past. Yet within a few days of arriving in the past, she had come across the car not where she'd originally found it in her own time, but tucked neatly away in a garage on the outskirts of the city, complete with a note from some other version of herself explaining, to her, that the car was hers to keep, detailed exactly what work had been done on it thus far, and she needed to finish working on it if she wanted to be able to drive it again.
So yes. Now she was dealing with a car that wouldn't quite run, that she technically shouldn't find for quite a few years now, and that she also couldn't just walk away from and still call herself a Winchester. Did she know it was some, as the Doctor would put it, timey-wimey stuff that she'd stumbled upon? Yes. Of course. Did she particularly care, however? No. Not so much. In fact, rather than thinking about it too much, Meri instead immediately called a tow truck to have the car picked up and delivered to the one place in the city where she knew the old girl would be well cared for.
Of course, it wasn't until she was pulling up at Winchester Family Auto Repair while riding shotgun in a towtruck alongside a guy roughly the size of a sycamore who went by Tiny that she realized maybe, just maybe, she should have phoned ahead. Knowing it was too late, she simply shrugged to herself and hopped from the towtruck with her trademark smirk on her face. Meeting her dad's gaze from a few feet away, her smirk slowly faded into a mock innocent expression and she said the only thing she could think to say, given the situation.
"It followed me home, daddy. Can I keep it? Please?"