The Universe's Mixer

It was early on in her relationship with Hannibal that he told her about the open-air market near her apartment. That the City had such a thing was a boundless source of joy for River; that it was so close was something that caused her to lapse into Mandarin expressions of happiness that English just did not cover.

Today, she moved about the market holding a green canvas bag that said "SAVE THE EARTH" with a recycling symbol on the side. River didn't much think recycling was going to save the world, but she didn't figure that anything that would would fit under her arm and hold fruit quite so nicely, either.

River was moving through the fruit stands, now, and the bag was already half-full. There were three apples, three oranges, and a small bunch of grapes. River stuck her tongue out, stretching, concentrating, tiny hand grasping for a pomegranite as she ran over in her mind what she knew about the fruit.

Very red inside. No flesh, not really. The red was what made it delicious, though. The red had been used in the past to dye fabric. She wanted to crack the pomegranite open and get at its insides. She wanted the red.

Her hand closed over the fruit and she tossed it up in the air, catching it with the open bag on her hip.

"613 seeds," she said.

There were sever things Winchesters liked to do. Especially in drinks. The first was the love of caffeine. They rarely referred to it as coffee because it was hard to find a decent cup on the roads they traveled. Back roads didn't take them near Starbucks or Dunn Brothers. Though Dean really didn't count Starbucks as a real coffee place. Any place that adds foo foo creams and crap was not a man's coffee. Which was what Sam often liked to drink.

Another was beer. Whiskey. Anything that burned going down. It was another thing that kept the Winchesters going and sometimes was needed after many of their cases. It was used to ease the nerves and sometimes just to get them to pass out so the nightmares wouldn't bother them.

But Sam wasn't here. Dean was almost tempted to order one to see if his brother would even show. Since he came to this City, he had been searching high and low and nothing. He met some interesting women. One in particular, Aeon who saved his butt more than once and let him stay with her but he didn't crowd her.

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