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skipped3rdgrade (skipped3rdgrade) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-07-16 22:24:00

Entry tags:

!complete, day 15, dean winchester, lexie grey, location: gym

Day 15: Gym, 4:23 PM

Who: Lexie Grey and Dean Winchester
What: Catching up
Where: The Gym
When: Day 15, Afternoon
Rating: PG to start

Status: Complete

People had disappeared again. They'd disappeared and those who were left went to a party and pigged out as if nothing was wrong. They'd eaten and drank and then went home and had their naps as if nothing had happened at all in the middle of this insane place called Vas Captio. Lexie sighed, she was back in her room, with her knees pulled to her chest and staring at her journal, willing more people to count themselves as present on Sam's all call for people. Dean was listed there; but, she hadn't seen anything else in there from him aside from that he'd turn up. Didn't he realize that it made her nervous when anyone disappeared. When people went missing they didn't usually come back.

Sighing she reached under her bed and pulled out a bottle of water. Cracking it open she forced herself to take a drink. It was so quiet in the gym she could hear her own heartbeat. She could swear she could hear all the way to the main doors. She was listening. "C'mon, Dean," she urged. Nothing.

Closing her journal and setting it and the bottle on the small table she'd made as a night stand she curled up, wrapping herself in a blanket. No Dean. No Elliot. No Andy. She felt very, very alone right then.

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hellsboy
2009-07-17 04:21 am UTC (link)

"Crinkle-junkie," she said and he laughed even though it sounded a bit high pitched and strained to his ear. Maybe she wouldn't notice as he cut it short. "You know me too well, Lex," he answered with an unseen grin. Could he fall back into their rhythm? Could he start the laughter and not stop for five or ten minutes the way they did usually? He wasn't sure but he wanted to try. For her.

"Guilty conscience?" he asked, trying to sound affronted as he pulled back just enough to look her in the eyes. His smile was exhausted as he searched her for any tell-tale signs that she, like he, was concealing some sort of horrible experience. She didn't seem to be and so he pressed his face against her temple again, brushing a kiss to it with affection as he did.

He was caught though. She'd read right through him. He was off his game after all. The morning had taken its toll on him and he felt so unlike himself that he wasn't sure how she recognized him. "Don't let go," he echoed. He needed her to not let go right now. "Thank you." And echoed himself this time in a softer voice, "Thank you, Lexie."

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skipped3rdgrade
2009-07-17 04:28 am UTC (link)

He wasn't off his game, Lexie had just been paying attention. She'd been listening and watching and she cared. Games only worked when the person didn't want to see the man behind the curtain, Dean; and Lexie was watching intently. He'd surveyed her face and pressed another kiss to her hairline. He was lavishing her with affection and it only made her wonder just what they'd done to him. To everyone that had turned out to be missing. What had they all gone through while people hung back here and ate?

"I won't, promise," she assured him. She held him loosely, just keeping herself pressed to him as she relished in the feel of his closeness. She shifted to set her rear on the floor, down from her knees her arms went around his middle instead.

"No problem, Dean," she replied, looking up from her now slightly lower position against him.

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