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hisgumbygirl December 13 2011, 16:50:24 UTC
[when they got home, Lisa had gone upstairs to check on Ben, who was already fast asleep. She just leaned over and kissed his cheek and tucked him in a bit more before closing the door to his room.

She didn't know what she could do with this situation. She had already gone through this once though after Sam had died, and this was probably going to be just as bad. Especially since Sam wouldn't be of too much help to her where as Bobby at least had been there for Dean last time.

She quietly made her way back downstairs, knowing where to find Dean. She leaned in the doorway and just watched him a moment trying to drown away his pain.]

You know, you're going to need a new liver by the time you're forty at this rate.

[soft humor, hoping to keep the mood light]

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hasperkynipples December 13 2011, 16:53:39 UTC
[there's a bitter half-laugh at that, before moving to sink into the couch]

I got a new liver a couple years back. I should be good till I'm fifty, at least.

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hisgumbygirl December 13 2011, 16:57:43 UTC
[she sinks into the couch next to him, curling her legs up under her and giving him a bit of room until he wants her to get closer]

I keep forgetting that. I'm surprised you don't get drunk and giggly on one glass still.

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hasperkynipples December 13 2011, 16:59:56 UTC
I wish it worked that way.

[he'd be feeling nothing a whole lot faster]

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