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Mary Anne McGee ([info]virginal_) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2012-03-18 15:18:00

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Entry tags:mary, sam winchester

Who: Sam Winchester the New and Mary the Virgin.
What: Coffee!
When: The Friday after Sam's arrival.
Where: Coffee shop in London.
Warnings: Nope!


Mary was out on the patio of the coffee shop that Sam had mentioned. She was a little early, and as such, was reading her book and enjoying the early spring breeze. Every now and then, a little girl of three or four would come and sit down by Mary, and Mary would pull her into her lap, reading to her for a moment or three. It didn't really matter that the girl didn't know the story, she loved sitting with the older lady and Mary loved sitting with the little one.



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[info]hiwayskillingme
2012-03-18 11:40 pm UTC (link)
"Mary's a pretty common name, my mom's name was Mary," he pointed out, but that was a pretty damn big proverbial neon sign for her to throw up. "You're the clone of the virgin mother? That explains why you're so good with kids. And you're unusually calming. I wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth with the latter one though. I was just hoping it wasn't supernatural." He shook his head with a huff of a chuckle. "Like I said, it's not any weirder than me. I'm one of a group of kids that were born in 1983 with powers that only cropped up a couple years back. Apparently, the bunch of us were 'chosen' by a demon to be potential leaders of an army of demons. Needless to say? I didn't really take the job offer. Especially since the demon was the reason my mom died, and the girl I was going to propose to." He shook his head.

"He's gone now. Dead. Same with my powers, but well. That's my story." Only the tip of the iceberg, but it was the meat of what made him him.

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