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Michael Winchester | Supernatural OC

[mirrorsmirk]

[He's definitely asleep. Completely, totally down for the count. He's splayed on the bed, taking up most of it because that's what he seems to do best when sleeping. That shiny ring on his hand is glinting off the sun that's trying to get in and getting in his eyes. He groans and turns his head away from the annoying light and...headache it's seeming to bring with it.]

[mirrorsmirk]

Shouldn't be too hard...I think.

[And he leaves to find...anything.]

[zee_magician]

[Which she hopes he does because...otherwise she's fairly certain that Chloe and Oliver were going to kill her dead.]

[mirrorsmirk]

[It takes him almost an hour of getting on the good graces of the hotel staff. Apparently, he offended a few of them the night before which didn't help anything. But he returns with a DVD of surveillance footage from the night before and tosses it onto the bed.]

I'm afraid to look.

[zee_magician]

[She stares down at the DVD for a moment before picking it up and moving to pop it into the DVD player silently.]

[mirrorsmirk]

[He watches silently as hotel guests enter and leave. Then he spots a couple...weaving quite a lot as they get to the front desk. It's the two of them. Oh God.]

[need2speed]

[He's such a bed hog. She's stealing all the covers to compensate for all the mattress space he's taking up.]

[mirrorsmirk]

[Well the lack of covers makes it hard to ignore the fact that it's light outside now. He slowly opens his eyes and looks around.

This...was not his room. And his head is definitely protesting his entire existence. Putting a hand to the side of his head, he turns. Only...there's something covered in blankets. A person.]

...Mia?

[need2speed]

Mmf. [She rolls over, tangled up in the blankets, and puts a hand to her head, rubbing at the ache there before blinking open her eyes.

And seeing a...ring? Whoa, wait a minute.]

Um. Yeah?

[mirrorsmirk]

[He caught the...ring on his own hand after he discovered her there. Between this not being where he usually slept, Mia in the bed, and a ring, he didn't know what to think.]

...How did we get here?

[need2speed]

Hunting trip, maybe? I don't...remember much.

[She sits up, frowning and gathering the sheets around her.]

Where are we?

[mirrorsmirk]

Yeah, I'm having the same problem.

[He looks around the room again and moves over to the window. That would probably be the easiest way to get an idea of where they might be.

He throws them back and peers outside through squinted eyes. The sun definitely isn't helping his raging headache, but he can make out buildings across the road and...

...No way.]

We're...in Vegas.

[need2speed]

What? [She pushes up off the bed and joins him at the window, one arm shielding her eyes from the sun. When she looks outside she sucks in a startled breath.]

...Ollie's gonna kill us.

[mirrorsmirk]

That or lock us in separate dark rooms with no hope of getting out.

[It's a weak attempt at some sort of joke, but he has to try something because he doesn't know what the hell.]

[need2speed]

Maybe they're hiding here somewhere and this is a big stupid prank.

[She frowns at him.] There's no way we could both get kidnapped from Watchtower all the way to Vegas with no one noticing.

[mirrorsmirk]

Well that would be fantastic.

No, you're right, that would definitely never happen. Which means...either someone lured us out and did it or...we went voluntarily.