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Tweak says, "MAKE US WHOLE"

Sam Winchester (demonboyking) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-07-31 07:05:00

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!dropped, day 17, dean winchester, location: barn, sam winchester, the doctor (ten)

Day 17, Afternoon
Who: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester and ~~The Doctor~~ John Smith
What: Tunnel Diving (Not that kind, Jack)
Where: The Barn
When: Day 17; About 3:30pm
Rating: Let's just say R
Status: Active.

Sam had made his way to the barn right after his conversation with the Doctor over the journals. The minute he stepped out of the museum he was able to hear the screaming broadcast from the theatre a short distance away. The sight of the monitor there made his blood run cold. Not only because of the atrocities being done to Gambit and L, or the sound of their screams, but the knowledge that Dean had been subjected to that kind of torture only days ago. The words, Our dear departed only worked to make his stomach sink lower and speed his steps up into a run to the barn.

He pushed the wooden doors open and opened his mouth to call out to the Doctor when his eye caught the black and white monitor on display. He moved towards it, his jaw hardening at the sight of Shannon and Ianto's panicked expressions. They were covering their mouths as they walked the small contained area and Sam could see a small trail of smoke or something moving into the room from the top. Beyond the cage lay a lifeless body on the ground.

His hands fisted at his sides as he watched them, recalling one of the people on the journals talk about being suffocated days ago. That wasn't happening again. Especially, not to Shannon. He was tired of playing along. They were going to find them and get them out. In the meantime, he could only hope Shannon still had her inhaler on her.

"Doctor!" He called out, unable to look away from the screen. "I'm here."

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hellsboy
2009-08-09 10:34 pm UTC (link)

Dean wasn't sure what to think anymore but he was fucking angry. That was the pervasive emotion at the moment. He felt it like a white hot fire in his gut that built and built with each moment he listened to his brother and the Doctor talk. He couldn't remember ever feeling this angry before in his life but it felt good and right. Like it was cleansing him, burning through all of the helplessness and impotence until he was nothing but a being of pure anger, ready to fight whatever came across his path.

He followed Sam and the Doctor, his fingernails biting the palms of his hands as his fists doubled. He shrugged his shoulders slightly when Sam turned toward him. He wasn't about to let his brother see the paranoia and anger that was creeping into every fiber of his being. He was a powder keg about to blow but he was going to keep it under wraps until he was near the bastards doing this to everyone.

"Yeah, I'm not as retarded as you'd like to think," he grumbled under his breath from behind the two ahead in the hall. Besides, he had to hold out hope that the girl on the screen had not been Lexie but a clone just like whatever Sam and Andy had seen. He had to hang on to that one shred of light at the end of the proverbial tunnel or he really would explode and not at the appropriate time.

Louder but still in a bit of a monotone, he said, "I wouldn't put it past them to set a trap like that for us. Especially considering there are so few people left up there to protect the others. Get us down here, kill us too."

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