The Universe's Mixer

It had been a long day. Dean'd slept on the couch like he'd promised. He'd taken Jake to the hospital, made sure everyone had gotten where they needed to be, and even found a free place to stay. Sure, it was above a flower shop, and, no, there weren't any magic fingers. But, there was something good, wholesome, nice about having a place that wasn't paid for at best nightly, at worst hourly. He wasn't going to tell anyone he met that that's where he lived, but he could handle having some place to "come home to." Even if it was lacking two people he'd come to associate the word "home" with.

The hunter settled down the couch, groaning softly. The beer and sandwiches were tucked away in the fridge; what clothes he had needed to be washed, and he was a little surprised that there was a washer/dryer combo waiting for him. Dean hadn't asked for specifics, and maybe on some of it he probably should have - the decor was a little girlier than he'd like. But, who was he to complain? It was free, more or less.

The bottle of Blue Label sat on the end table beside him along with the glass. He hadn't poured any yet. No, he was just going to sit in his new apartment and wait for the hint of anxiety at the idea of 1) Lisa might find out and really break up with him and 2) he had settled down again. Drinking would help, but drinking didn't seem like the best idea sometimes when the world could change on him in the blink of an eye. ( Dean really thought he'd gotten used to that. )

Jack took the bouquet that Dinah had put together to where he thought Harley would find them the quickest. Where she'd last left her hyenas. Along with the flowers was a diamond necklace. He'd seen it as he was walking by a store and just bashed the window in to get it. More than likely, she was going to read far too much into all of this, but it was a fair exchange probably.

Because he was going to take the hyenas without asking.

And he was going to use them to track down Jake.

If they got hurt, he'd never hear the end of it. So it was best that he start the borrowing out with elaborate gifts of the sort that he'd never given her before. Like big elaborate bouquets of flowers that looked like a drying blood puddle in coloring and a necklace that was worth more than a few thousand dollars.

He'd also written out a quick note so she would know who had absconded with her babies.

Harl,

Borrowed the hyenas. Need them for a while. Will return them as in tact as possible.

Love,
J

With the pair pulling him along, Jack headed in the direction of the school.