Mostly open, but tag the Winchester brothers

[man_outof_time]

He should've thought about this days ago. Instead of wondering around the hotel, looking for people who had possibly been ressurected, he checked the registry. He could find no John Winchester, but the other two, Sam and Dean, made his life that much easier by sharing a room not ten meters down the hall from his. If he wanted to see them, all he

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[sticktotheright]

Dean yawned loudly. He'd taken a nap after breakfast, if only because he'd slept like shit. He wasn't entirely sure why he'd slept like shit - normally his nighttimes were spent in the 'like a rock' variety - but nonetheless, he'd woken up from his nap feeling much better than he had that morning.

He tucked his keys back into his black leather jacket, and nearly bumped into the man lurking in the hallway.

"Sorry, buddy."

[man_outof_time]

Success, already. Jack grinned inwardly and smiled pleasantly outwardly. "Not a problem. Actually, I'm glad I ran into you." Literally. "You're...Well, either Sam or Dean, right?"

[sticktotheright]

"I'm Dean. Sam's not as hot, and taller. If you ever hear footstomps, that's him." He grinned cheekily, then blinked. "Why? Don't tell me you're pissed off at me too." The last thing he needed was another person who liked Lisa starting crap with him.

[man_outof_time]

"I like a man who knows he's hot." Jack gave Dean an appreciative top-to-bottom look, then repeated it on the upsweep. "And why woul I be pissed? I haven't known you a full minute yet- are you really that annoying?" So far he sure didn't look it. Jack decided to cut to the chase.

"No, I'm Captain Jack Harkness. I hear you might be able to help me with a little problem a few of us have been having. You see, we're stuck in an old hotel in a pocket dimention, and a few of us really want out. I figure we might have a common interest there."