Sam Winchester (
gavemea_45) wrote2023-01-05 07:38 pm
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[AU] two worlds, a lot of demons, and a new set of problems
It's still hard to believe it's over; that the yellow-eyed demonic bastard they'd spent their whole lives hunting is finally dead.
Sam figures it'll sink in eventually. Given everything else -- right now he's still pretty numb.
He's also desperately tired, but that doesn't matter. There's something he needs to do, and he can't afford to delay.
He waits until they've settled in for the night, and then waits still longer. Once Dean's been asleep for half an hour, Sam picks up his messenger bag -- already stuffed with books and his computer -- and heads straight for the bar.
He orders black coffee and snags a table with a good view of both doors and the stairs, then pulls out the first of the old texts and starts to search through it.
There's work to do.
Sam figures it'll sink in eventually. Given everything else -- right now he's still pretty numb.
He's also desperately tired, but that doesn't matter. There's something he needs to do, and he can't afford to delay.
He waits until they've settled in for the night, and then waits still longer. Once Dean's been asleep for half an hour, Sam picks up his messenger bag -- already stuffed with books and his computer -- and heads straight for the bar.
He orders black coffee and snags a table with a good view of both doors and the stairs, then pulls out the first of the old texts and starts to search through it.
There's work to do.
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She pulls back up in front of Shorty's, then turns the truck off before reaching for the skull with a sigh. "Okay. Let's go find some salt."
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She lets them in and closes the door behind them, then turns to Sam. "For what?"
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“Salt across all points of entry,” he explains, “and over this to stop anything it might be emanating.”
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He finishes dusting salt over the skull and gives it a critical look. “Good enough. Check it every so often if you decide to keep it.”
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"People will be showing up soon," she tells the brothers. "I should get you back."
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She lifts a hand in a oh, right gesture. "And Doc. I'm mean, what can get past the fastest gunslinger in history, right?"
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Sam shrugs.
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She looks from one brother to the other, sincere. "Thank you. Really."
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"And get some rest, okay?"
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