likethegun: (i'm one with the mighty coffee bean)
likethegun ([personal profile] likethegun) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2007-11-12 06:51 am
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Library [11/12]

Sam had enjoyed being at John and Aeryn's wedding over the weekend, but now that he was back and in school mode, he was thinking about his vision again, and what it might have meant. Luckily, he just so happened to have a whole library of books at his disposal today.

Re: Lunch [11/12]

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-11-12 05:02 pm (UTC)(link)
It had by now become a habit to drop by the library with lunch for his little brother and so here Dean was again. "Y'know I really wonder what you did for food before I started bringing you some," he said as he handed the bag over and sat down opposite Sammy.

Re: Lunch [11/12]

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-11-12 06:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm way too good to you," Dean said with a smirk.

Re: Lunch [11/12]

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-11-12 06:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, course you are." He paused. "So no more headaches or anything?"

Re: Lunch [11/12]

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-11-12 06:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, that's good, right? Maybe this was just a misfire or something -- maybe that's why it didn't make any sense."

Re: Lunch [11/12]

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-11-12 07:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't know. Maybe? We don't know how it works, maybe whatever sends them zigged until they zagged."

Re: Lunch [11/12]

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-11-12 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah," Dean agreed. "They've always made sense before right?"

Re: Lunch [11/12]

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-11-13 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
"So," Dean said spreading his hands. "Something's obviously different this time. Might as well be a wrong number as anything else, yeah?"

Re: Lunch [11/12]

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-11-13 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Here's to nothing happening," Dean said, raising his soda in a toast.