Dean Winchester (i_soldieron) wrote in we_coexist, @ 2012-02-07 19:36:00 |
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Entry tags: | dean winchester, eric northman |
All he wanted was a piece of pie (Eric)
Dean was feeling pretty damn good. Life wasn't becoming any less strange in the City, but he was getting the good ole slap and tickle slowly going on regular from a very nice Federal agent, which wasn't something he'd ever expect to happen. So, he was feeling comfortable after a very good night with one Jennifer Government; she'd made it possible to forget all the things he'd been dealing with in the City lately. Forget for a little while anyway.
He stepped out onto the street, knowing that there weren't many problems that would bother people during the day. Ghosts, demons, and then some may be out in the daylight, but he didnt' know of any at the time. Other than Crowley. He didn't even know of any angels around; they might have been, but he hadn't seen them in some time. Even Jimmy was missing. As he started thinking about how good his life was getting, he started realizing how very good it wasn't.
It was too early for a drink of alcohol; he'd been trying to get a handle on that. It wasn't working as well as some might like, but it was better than what it used to be, maybe. Coffee and pie was the second best option for the time. So, he started out across the street for the small shop. Pie and coffee would be just the thing. Then he'd deal with Sam, Jo, Crowley, Castiel, Gabriel, Jennifer, Dinah, Murphy...the list was damn long if he actually let himself think about it.