Dean left the town library with a bounce in his step, after an afternoon of successful research. There was still a few things they needed to nail down, but at least they knew what they were dealing with now. He anticipated that he and Alec could have this whole thing wrapped up by the weekend ( Read more... )

The best thing about Hallowe'en, Dean had decided years ago, was all the candy. Now that he wasn't on Fandom Island, he was considered too old to go out trick or treating so he had to settle for buying some himself, but that was a small price to pay, especially with fake credit cards. If anything Alec was even more for the whole candy plan than ( Read more... )

Dean was sitting on the living room floor, playing with his little sister. Gracie was carefully stacking her blocks together, pausing every now and then to babble at him. He was only getting about one word in four, but it seemed she was telling him about the proper way to build a block tower. Dean nodded seriously from time to time and kept handing ( Read more... )

Dean paused in his digging for a moment to wipe the sweat off his face. "Man, I hate digging. One of these days, we're going to have to come up with an easier way to get to the bodies."

[ooc: for the hunting partner]

Dean drove straight through from leaving Fandom, stopping only to refuel and grab coffee. It was late afternoon when he pulled the impala into the Bobby's yard. He turned the engine off and sat there for a minute, before getting out and heading up to knock on the door.

( belated post is belated )

The room was looking pretty bare as Dean worked on finishing up the last of his packing. There were two piles: the duffles he was taking with him, and the last load of stuff in boxes he was leaving down at the house in town.

He was trying to avoid looking around himself too much; it was really weird to see this place which had come to feel like ( Read more... )

At this hour the parking lot was deserted, just rows of cars, sitting, waiting patiently for their owners to come back and drive them.

Just rows of cars...

Until one car, a 67 black impala shimmered in the dim lighting. Shimmered and then changed. A moment later the car was gone and a young woman with dark hair and lots of skintight leather stood ( Read more... )

Dean was out in the woods at this extremely early with his little brazier and other paraphernalia needed to properly do a Vkandis dawn ritual. He knelt in front of the little fire he had lit in the brazier, the words of the ritual falling effortlessly from his lips in Karsite. He fell silent at the end of it, smiling slightly at the feeling of the ( Read more... )

Dean showed up at the house bright and early so Dad and Zoe could get a prompt start to their anniversary trip. He wasn't sure where they were going, but his Dad was wearing the kind of happy, contented expression that Dean only had vague early morning childhood memories of before the last year had seen its reappearance. It just drove home for Dean ( Read more... )

Dean was still in a pretty good mood if feeling a little.. restless. He was just debating whether he wanted to go out and do something tonight and if so what.

[ooc: for a specific someone]