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Sam Winchester ([info]demonboyking) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-08-14 21:46:00

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Entry tags:!shelved, day 19, location: museum, sam winchester, sarah jane smith

Day 19, Morning
Who: Sam Winchester, Sarah Jane Smith and OTA
What: One lost kid
Where: The Museum
When: Day 19, Morning
Rating: PG
Status: Complete

The first thing that greeted Sam when he opened his eyes was a dirty ceiling. It didn't worry him, since Sam had woken up in lots of places before. Sometimes the ceilings were dirty, sometimes they weren't and sometimes it was the cool black metal top of the Impala overhead with the soft sound of the world passing by through the cracked window. What worried him was when he turned to the side to tell Dean to give him back some of the covers and he found that Dean wasn't there.

"Dean?" He asked, finding himself alone on a cold stone floor. Sam didn't recognize the room. He didn't recognize the clothes he was wearing either. "Dean!" He called out, getting to his feet and standing still to listen. This wasn't good. Where was Dean? Why was he alone? Where was he?

He moved to the door and pushed it open, a long unfamiliar corridor spreading out in front of him. Maybe this was a joke. A game. Was Dean going to jump out at him and try to scare him? He moved down the hall. "Dean, where are you?" He asked, his tone bordering on uncertain. "You can come out, I know you're there."

He paused again to listen for a sound, but heard nothing. He'd fallen asleep in a motel bed. Dad had been out and Dean had told him to go to bed even though he wanted to stay up and watch TV. It wasn't fair that Dean stayed up as late as he wanted and Sam always had to go to bed when the clock was a backward L. Maybe Dean was still mad that Sam had fought him on it. Maybe he'd put him here to teach him a lesson.

"Dean!"



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[info]demonboyking
2009-09-02 02:46 pm UTC (link)
"Good," Sam said, sounding relieved. He wasn't going to admit to being scared of dinosaurs, but it was definitely good to know that there were only small pieces of them around if any at all. "It needs a handyman," Sam said with a nod. "My dad is a handyman, sometimes."

He looked up at Sarah Jane as she asked whether or not he wanted to go to the street down the road. He looking down thoughtfully, almost hearing his father telling him to stay put, that he and Dean would find him, but the situation was beginning to scare him and Sarah Jane was trying to help. "Yes," he said after pausing for a moment. "I hope so," he said, looking back up at her in response to her saying they might run into Dean on the road. His face brightened momentarially. "Do you think he got some Lucky Charms?"

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[info]got2haveasmith
2009-09-05 02:40 am UTC (link)
"It needs a whole team of handymen," Sarah Jane agreed, nodding in reply. She was glad Sam didn't seem too worried as of yet. Hopefully they'd find his brother before too long, and sort out what to do.

"Let's make sure to keep our eyes peeled, then," she said as she led Sam toward the main doors of the museum. "It's not too far to the shop." She smiled when he asked about the cereal, but there was a hint of sadness in it, since she had no idea whether there would even be food suitable for a child at the shop when they got there. Hopefully there would be something, at least. "We'll have to wait and see," she told him.

She pulled out her journal as she helped Sam down the steps and out toward the empty road. Best to keep an eye on things that way as well, since she knew she wasn't the only one who'd stumbled upon a younger version of a neighbor.

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