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In Which Bela Believes Drastic Times Call for Drastic Measures

Nov 03, 2008 20:43

It hadn't been all that hard to track down Sam and Dean once Dean had hit the hospital. Gunshot wounds weren't all that common in this town, and there weren't that many hospitals to check. It was also, after that, that she learned to tell the two apart. The one she had thought was Dean, the one who pinned her to the car was Sam ( Read more... )

[muse] sam winchester, [entry] rp, [muse] dean winchester, [muse] bela talbot

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likely_evil November 4 2008, 02:31:14 UTC

Sam really needed to go get Dean checked out so they could get something to eat. Sam was STARVING at this point. But he was very happy, which was something he didn't mind at all.

Tonya waved her fingers at him. "Don't worry Mr. Reynolds. I'll go get your brother ready for discharge now. The forms on at the counter."

Sam smiled, his dimples showing as he buttoned up the last two buttons on his shirt before heading to the counter, reaching over for a pen in his back pocket.

enjoythe_ride November 4 2008, 02:40:59 UTC

"Looking for one of these?"

She knew she had to cover her face well enough, considering he'd gotten a rather good look at her, but a little make-up really did wonders. Plus, switching the accent up for a more breathy American one wouldn't hurt either. She rested her elbow on the counter, twirling one of the pens in her fingers, before giving him the best flirty smirk she could muster.

Her eyes wandered down slightly, catching sight of the bulge that had to be the foot sitting in his back pocket. Her eyes flashed up to him, and she turned the end of the pen in his direction, waiting for him to take it.

likely_evil November 4 2008, 02:44:44 UTC

"Thanks." Sam gave her a smile, not recognizing her at all. He looked at the forms, reading them quickly before signing off on dean's treatment.

enjoythe_ride November 4 2008, 03:04:53 UTC

"Checking out so soon?"

She could read the forms too, and there might have been a slight pout to the voice. "And here the nurses were hoping you boys would stick around longer. Not that it isn't good that your brother is better, and all, but -- well. We don't get many boys like you two 'round these parts."

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hasperkynipples November 5 2008, 21:22:28 UTC

"I didn't," Dean said dryly, watching his brother as he did. "I was too busy being shot. Sam however -- he wasn't so smart."

likely_evil November 5 2008, 22:46:31 UTC

"Yeah, well your brother is a moron. Dean, this thing is bad hoodoo. It’s not a luck charm, it’s a curse. You touch it, you own it. You own it, sure, you get a run of good luck to beat the devil. But you lose it, that luck turns. It turns so bad that you’re dead inside a week." Bobby's voice was strained.

Sam decided to start looking more around the floor, heading for the back door that the led to the stairs. And then in the garbage he saw the blonde wig.

Crap.

hasperkynipples November 5 2008, 22:55:28 UTC

"Goddamnit, Sam," Dean muttered, running a hand over his face as he did. "So unless we get it back and find some way to break the curse, we're pretty much screwed?"

likely_evil November 5 2008, 22:58:02 UTC

"I'll see if I can find anything that we can do, but whatever you do DON'T let your brother out of your sight."

Sam came back with the wig in his hand, pouting. "It had to be her."

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