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Tweak says, "Pegasus c whut u did thar."

Sam Winchester (psychic_sam) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2009-01-08 08:10:00

Entry tags:

complete, day 27, dean winchester, sam winchester

Who: Sam and Dean
When: Day 27
What: Talking and catching up
Rating: PG-13 to be safe
Status: Complete

Sam led the way back to his room, continually looking back to make sure Dean was following him. He'd gone to the party to met people and he'd ended up meeting his brother. This planet was weird.

Even weirder that his room had been right next to Dean's all this time without his knowledge and he had never seen his brother before today.

Sam opened the door and waved Dean in. His room looked like his old bedroom at their house in Lawrence. At first, it had bugged Sam but he'd gradually come to accept it. "Go on, sit down." He pointed to the desk that had a laptop which was a replica of the one he had had back home. Sam sat himself on the bed, clutching his hands together, unsure of what to say first. I'm psychic? Dad's dead? So's my girlfriend?

He chose to speak about none of the above first. "... You do know that the people who come here don't always come from the same point in time, right? Because I'm - dude this is so weird to say - farther along in time than you are. I haven't been at Stanford for a few years because I've been hunting with you."

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psychic_sam
2009-01-08 01:36 pm UTC (link)

Sam let out a dry laugh, glancing away for a moment. "Mom was in the wrong place at the wrong time. That's why she died. It's probably my fault. If I..." Sam kept back the comment he was going to say. "He killed Jess to get me to go on the road."

When Dean asked if he was a superhero, Sam laughed again, although this time it had more humor. "The Wolf Man? No, but we did run in to one. Actually, it was a girl." Thinking of Madison, Sam quickly change the subject. "Yeah, you're a hero," he admitted, softly and seriously. "You've said a lot of lives, including mine." Thinking for a moment, Sam added on, "And Cassie's." He wondered if Dean had known Cassie yet or not. This was one way to find out.

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hellsboy
2009-01-08 01:52 pm UTC (link)

"Cassie?" Dean swallowed and looked away again. That pain was way too fresh. "I see her again, hm?" He laughed but it was an empty laugh. It had only been a few days since he'd been sitting in a hotel room, bottle of tequila in his hand, watching the sun rise with blank eyes as his mind reeled from her cold rejection.

He was at a loss to speak. This was a lot to absorb and he had the feeling that if he didn't stay mostly serious, Sam was liable to rip into him. He wasn't up for all of that. So he sighed and sat down on the bed next to his brother.

"So things are sort of highway to hell, aren't they? I'm sorry to hear about Jess, man. Maybe if we get out of this place I can somehow drag you back to my timeline and..." He let it trail off, rubbing his eyes.

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psychic_sam
2009-01-08 02:14 pm UTC (link)

So he had met Cassie. "If it helps any, she doesn't think your crazy anymore. She believes you," he offered, noting the way Dean's laugh wasn't filled with any humor. "We got rid of a possessed truck that was trying to kill her. It's... a long story. But she's okay."

Dean sat down next to him and Sam focused on his brother. "I've dealt with it," he said in response to Dean apologizing about Jess, even though her death was still hard on him. "It was more than a year ago. But... what the hell do we do now? I mean, things aren't bad here, they're a helluva lot better than how things are back home but still, it's... it's not our life, you know? It's not right."

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hellsboy
2009-01-08 02:28 pm UTC (link)

Dean grumbled, "Now she believes me. 2 years later." Then he brightened a little. "I must've loved proving to her I wasn't crazy and getting the last word. I hope I told her off. Made it hurt," he said sadistically.

He smiled at the thought for a moment.

"Yeah, what the hell do we do now? It's definitely not our life and it's not right because there are a lot things out there that need to be killed. Lives to be saved. If Dad really is dead, who's out there fighting? What about Bobby? That old sonofabitch better not show up here. They need him with us gone."

Shaking his head amusedly at the idea of Bobby here in this place trying to find something to do with himself. He sighed and came back to reality. "I've been all around this place a hundred times. There's no way past the perimeter and no one ever seems to come forward as the mastermind behind it. But there has to be one. We have to find it, Sam, and get out of here."

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psychic_sam
2009-01-08 02:47 pm UTC (link)

Sam smiled and shook his head in amusement at his brother. "You guys parted on good terms. I think." As far as he could tell, they had.

"Bobby's still alive and kicking. I don't suppose you know Ellen Harvelle. She's sort of an old friend of Dad's, helps us with information sometimes. We're not the only hunters but still... you're right, we need to get back. I'm still not completely buying that the planet itself is sentient. There's some weird stuff going on, I'll admit, but... yeah."

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hellsboy
2009-01-09 09:50 am UTC (link)

"Parted on good terms? I must go soft over the next 2 years... Damn." He sighed and looked out the window at the falling snow outside.

"Yeah, I know of Ellen Harvelle. Dad mentioned her a couple times as someone I could go to if I needed something and he couldn't back me up. Never met her though."

He glanced at his brother. The realization that at some point Sam had really gotten into the game and begun hunting with him was finally beginning to settle in his brain. Somewhere along the line, they'd buried the hatchet. Something he'd never expected to happen. It seemed a little unreal but he specialized in the unreal. He'd roll with this.

"So. You and me. In your time, we're what? Friends?"

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psychic_sam
2009-01-13 04:19 am UTC (link)

"She's been a great help ever since Dad..." Sam trailed off, talking about Ellen. "Her husband and Dad, I think, were friends, but he died on a hunt years ago."

Sam paused at Dean's last question, mulling it over in his head for a moment. He remembered something Dean had once told him. "We were brothers," he said quietly. "Are brothers. If I could go back and change things, I'm not sure what I would have done differently or if I even would have, but... I don't know. You're all I've got, Dean. You're my brother."

He reached up and scratched the back of his head awkwardly, looking down and waiting for Dean to make some crack about chick flicks or something.

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hellsboy
2009-01-16 01:01 pm UTC (link)

Dean remembered Dad mentioning a buddy of his dying on the hunt a few years ago but that wasn't really something he wanted to talk about right now considering Dad was apparently dead in Sam's timeline. Something he also didn't want to think about.

"I'm all you've got?" That was an odd thought to wrap his mind around. He was usually all he had. He was usually alone, except when he and Cassie had... but that was yet another thing he didn't want to think about. Damn, this whole thing was dredging up a bunch of crap he wanted far away from his mind. It made him feel extremely restless so he stood up to go look out the window.

Almost as an afterthought, peering out at the snow, he said, "That's going to take some getting used to."

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psychic_sam
2009-01-19 06:34 am UTC (link)

Sam let out a heavy sigh. The truth was right in front of him. This Dean was different than the Dean he knew. He couldn't just expect them to fall back into their usual pattern. They'd have to start over again and Sam wasn't sure how that would progress with them not needing to hunt anything here.

Sam rose to his feet. "Look, dude, if you want me to leave..." he offered, unsure of what was going through his brother's head. "I mean, I'm not going anywhere so if you need some space... I'm right across the hall from you so you would know where to find me..."

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hellsboy
2009-01-20 03:01 pm UTC (link)

Dean laughed and looked back at his brother. "You're offering to leave your own room for me? Things definitely have changed between us, haven't they?" He wasn't sure what Sam was expecting but it was a good thing to have an ally. Especially someone who knew the score where their family was concerned. He could get used to this. He would get used to it. And then they could blow this popsicle stand and get back to kicking ass.

"Look, Sammy, there is not going to be any tearful reunion here. Chick flick scenes aren't my style, if you remember. But it's good to see you and good to know we get our act together at some point. I think this might call for a beer or something in celebration. What do you say?"

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psychic_sam
2009-01-22 11:26 am UTC (link)

Sam blinked, then laughed, verbally smacking himself in the head. "Right, yeah." He'd been so wrapped up in the conversation he'd forgotten that they were in his room.

He held his hands up in surrender. "Dude, not a problem. Some things never change," he said with a grin. "Alright, sure. There's a bar here. Want to go there? They give you anything you want. Ever try it?"

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hellsboy
2009-01-22 12:10 pm UTC (link)

Dean chuckled and shook his head. "No, I've been too busy trying to find a way out of this place to try much of anything around here. I think I can take a breather and have a few brews with my kid brother."

He ruffled Sam's hair, teasingly baiting him before fast-walking to the door. Over his shoulder he said, "Move it, lazy bones. I want to hear about all the ass we kicked together!"

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