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skipped3rdgrade (skipped3rdgrade) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-06-29 11:30:00

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!complete, day 13, dean winchester, lexie grey, location: forest, location: gym, open

Day 13: 11AM, Woods near the Gym
Who: Lexie Grey, Dean Winchester, OTA
When: Day 13, 8AM
Where: The Forest near the gym
Rating: TBD

Status: Complete

Rolling over on her cot Lexie reflexively tugged up the top of her blanket expecting to feel the breeze on her face at any moment courtesy of the fractured ceiling. She also expected the feeling of the sunshine beating on the backs of her eyelids or the feeling of dew on the exposed bit of canvas beneath her bare feet. Hell, she'd really been ready to feel the twinge in her shoulder as her body weight moved and manipulated the seperation between tendons and bones. No pain came. Lexie's eyes snapped open, half expecting to find herself locked up some place, or without an arm, or without any light at all. Instead, she was in the gym. A gym that was quiet and dark and <i>whole</i> The sun hadn't been up for long at all; and it looked like everyone else was still quite asleep. But, they were all there.

Lexie rolled her shoulder, playing with her range of motion. She could hardly keep quiet as she pulled off the sling and threw it on the floor. She wanted to burn the damned thing. She wanted to burn the whole damned place down! With bare feet she hurried between the rows of cots, down the hallway that was so very familiar and arrived at her room. Her un mistakable room. Dean's flowers were still sitting on the window sill, the cot with the extra padding of cushions was still quite right with the shelves as they should have been, too. Lexie actually gasped. It was all, alright. She knew she hadn't have dreamed all of that; but, yet it all seemed surreal with everything put back in it's place.

Running at full speed back to her cot she pulled on her sneakers. She wouldn't be spending one more minute in this gym. No, she had to get out and breathe. She had to see if everything had been restored. <i>Everything.</i>

Popping out the double doors she was greeted with righted trees and pristine pavement. With facades she knew so well and a serenity that only accompanied early morning. Sure, the sky was dark; but, what did it matter? Everything had been fixed. Everything was OK. She was OK. She didn't know how, but she was!

Lexie started to run, the blood on her scrubs non-existant, it being the only trace that she'd ever been injured at all. There was the pharmacy and the thrift shop. The Theater and the clock tower. Everything seemed to be back. Less than a run now, Lexie was dancing. She veered off, into the woods, coming around full circle with flushed cheeks. With a thunderclap the sky opened up and raindrops thick and heavy started to pelt her. Lexie stopped, looking up at the sky, laughing.

"Is that it?! A thunderstorm?" She taunted. There was laughter in her voice, genuine, real laughter.

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hellsboy
2009-07-01 02:29 am UTC (link)

If she'd missed the open way he had been ogling her and then pointed out that he'd been very distracted by her body, Dean couldn't be blamed. Okay well maybe a little considering how much he teased. She might have no clue he wasn't just teasing still. He was very much not a pedophile though and didn't see her as a 15-year-old anything. She was a woman, a doctor. Someone who looked as fantastic soaking wet as she did dry because she had that inner light. Even if he had no clue about the actual why, Dean was attracted to that inner light. Her ability to roll with the punches in a much more carefree way than he ever could.

The thrashing and the tickling had Dean breathless with laughter. He spluttered as mud flew everywhere, slopping onto them both in flying splatters as the rain continued to pelt them. It wasn't cold anymore now that they were moving like this. The sexual overtone of her climbing atop him was also lost on him in the moment because he'd regressed back into childhood play fights with his brother. Sam always bested him in tickle fights, just like she was besting him now.

"Uncle! Uncle!" he hollered between laughs. He'd been trying to turn over on his side to curl up protectively around himself when she suddenly flopped forward onto him. Yeah, regression over. He saw in her face that she realized exactly what he realized at the same second. This was probably the closest they'd been since the Weevil had surprised them. Before it had been wanton and careless between them. It was different now, at least for him.

There was a flash of completely unguarded attraction in his eyes before he recovered and grinned up at her. "Yes, it probably is my fault. I'm a bad boy. You'd better punish me." He winked and before she could sit up or start the tickling again, he wrapped his arms around her, holding her to him. This was called a standstill, Doc. They were so close that his lips almost brushed hers as he asked, "Any ideas on how you might do that?"

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skipped3rdgrade
2009-07-01 01:07 pm UTC (link)

She'd missed the oggling for what it was because it was too easy to think of it as good natured teasing. It wouldn't be fair to say that her mind dwelled on being called 'cute,' either. It was just one of those words that made Lexie Grey go 'dammit!', crinkle her nose, and roll her eyes as if to say 'not again.' She didn't have time to react that way though, as she was in an embittered tickle war.

"Uncle! Uncle!" Dean called, and for the moment Lexie stopped, as if considering before she kicked out her foot and landed herself into the position she was in now, with the pair of them intimately close and the childishness faded into something much more adult. There was a flash of something running across Dean's features that made Lexie's breath hitch a moment in her throat. A gasp easily explained by the unexpected nature of their pose.

That wink out of him made Lexie begin to prime to start back in on the battle again. She'd been winning and she wouldn't give up her prize until she'd been declared Lexie: supreme ruler of the universe, a fact that she planned to educate him on shortly. Her mouth opened and closed, hands pulling back at the ready as he wrapped his arms around her and tugged her down in place on top of him.

The rain smattered on her back turning her hair to tendrils that hung heavily; it even made her scrubs feel like weights against her as they clung almost constrictively. Her elbows came down on either side of his head, propping her up as her forearms dug into the mud and dirt.

The tone of the game may have changed; but, it was still a game between them. They were back in the pharmacy. Back to playing that game of cat and mouse. Again to trying to tame that spark of attraction.

Her eyes dipped from his eyes to his lips and back again as he spoke. She could feel his breath against her face and the movement of him beneath her. "Oh, I suppose I must have done something to deserve it," she countered with a drag of her tongue over already rainslicked lips. "I did laugh at you, afterall."

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