Jessica? I was wondering what kind of party you'd like for after your graduation.




And John? Sweetheart, I need to talk to you.

...Sure this isn't my damn...

Hello? Anyone read me? What the hell is going on? Is this someone's idea of a joke?

John?!!!

Where are you?! PICK UP THE PHONE, DAMMIT.

Please,please. No,no,no. Not now. Not ever..ohGOD.

John?

What do you want for Christmas? I know it's late to ask, but I wanted to get you one more thing.

John!

I think I caught Sammy's.....ohGod...

Dean and Sam Winchester. Get your asses home for Sunday dinner. Your sister and your mother miss you and need to see your ugly mugs.

Jessica and Anita, Winchesters in all but name, your presence is required also.

I found some old home movies that Sam made with some beat-to-hell VHS recorder, and we're gonna watch them.

Stomach virus FTL.

Sam?

I'm having a problem. Kind of an emergency. Help?

Nevermind, hon. I'm fine. Embarrassed and never able to look your dad in the face, but fine.

...and how is the most beautiful wife to be on the planet?

Jess? I've got a bottle of wine with our names on it...and a cabin with a huge fireplace rented for the weekend.

John? I was wondering if you'd like to take Genevieve to the zoo? She sits with those board books Sammy gave her and points at the animal pictures, so I thought she might like to go and of course I wouldn't want to take her on my own...

What do you think?

( Mary )

Took a Black Dog down up in Connecticut. Apparently back in the day the town sheriff would hang criminals at the crossroads, to keep their spirits from finding rest. Which just leaves a hell of a mess for hunters. And Black Dogs are attracted to those kind of places anyway. Used a new blend of rock salt and consecrated iron in the shotgun shells to take the sonuvabitch down. Heading for a haunting upstate now, an old funeral home used to raise the dead.

Mary, you and Gen finally getting to know each other?

I miss her.

My head...ow.

Okay, so...I thought I'd died..again, but...I'm pretty sure that was my actual heart hammering in my ears just before. Woke up in the middle of crossing Main Street and suddenly realized, "Wow, I'm walking!" Oncoming traffic doesn't like it when you just...stop walking.

Local paper says it's 2009, and I'm in Lawrence, still. Great. Nothing like returning to the scene of the crime. And it's not like I can just waltz into my home anymore. Shit. The librarian here's been giving me funny looks, though. Maybe I knew her, when I was alive. I don't remember.

Well, this is frigging brilliant, isn't it?

( SAM WINCHESTER )

( Family (incl. Sam & Lucius) )

( Family & God )

I wanna hunt somethin'. Like, a real hunt. Haven't been on one'a those in ages. Been a while since we've been about the family business. Just done a lotta babysitting an' having sex. Which are great, but . . . I'm needin' some guy time. Not used to bein' around chicks 24/7.

( Family (including Teri) )

*giggles*

Me has Dee's big boy phone! Sammy hide fwom Dee! *giggles* Go see! Go see!



(OOC: Toddler!Sam has discovered voice posting, as indicated by the boldface. The internets will never be the same!)

( Mom, Teri )