lyndsyloowho: After 3 days in bed with a stomach virus, #sheback#selfie #thankgodimnotpukinganymore
"You know? That’s a bad idea to begin with."
"Well, I’m afraid that it’s all I got right now."
Lyndsy Fonseca behind-the-scenes of her "Project Mermaids" photoshoot
“—Second time around?”
He asked groggily, rubbing his eyes. Dean didn’t remember waking up in the middle of the night, sprawling awake from familiar nightmares of hell that made him sleep so restlessly. He didn’t recall rolling over and telling her to go back to sleep, nor would he recall inviting her into bed with him.
"Come on, we all have nightmares. Even the famed Dean Winchester. It’s nothing to be embarrassed about." She finished packing up her stuff and sat on her bed. She’d been awake long enough now that her stomach gave a small grumble of protest at the lack of food that it had recieved. "Come on sleepy, get up and around. I’m hungry and it looks like you are in dire need of a cup of coffee."
Anna looked at her when she told her that only a handful of people knew she was alive and gave her a small smile. “If it’s any constellation, no one knows I’m alive.” She said softly as she watched her. “They all think I’m dead, and possibly in hell. I don’t even know if anyone cared that I died.” She said as she looked down slightly. “But, we still have things that we are good for, and you are good for a lot of things, not just hunting. You are a good friend, and a good person.”
Maddie shrugged her shoulders slightly. “I bet someone cared. Sometimes it’s easier just to accept the fact that someone is dead than to try and find a less-than-honorable way to bring them back.” The only thing that had stopped her from trying to bring back Rufus is how much it would’ve hurt him to find out that she’d sold her soul for her or anything like that. Even if his death was premature in her eyes, there were a few promises that needed to be kept. She smiled softly at Anna, “As are you. Trying to comfort a hunter you met on the street.”
"Could you blame them really? I mean, humans are so… gullible. Fragile. Easily toyed with. Tell me you’ve never tried?" He smirked. "Come on, there. I see it in your eyes. You’ve lied. Played the game. Played people. Hm? Fun, isn’t it?"
"On second thought, can I get a Sangrita?" It was the only bar drink with salt in it, that she could think of off the top of her mind. She didn’t trust the situation. The man before her wasn’t simply a bartender with a liking for music. "Lying is different than torturing and maiming, like they supposedly do."
Avriella furrowed her brow when she told her that someone named Rufus had taught her all she knew. “Who’s that? Where’s Rufus?” She asked her curiously as she tilted her head and continued to watch her before she looked down when she told her that the only way to get them to leave her alone was to hurt them and then the others wouldn’t come after her if she did that, but she nodded and didn’t argue.
She held onto her when she picked her up and curled up, looking around as she walked outside and then looked at her. “I sorry?” She said as she furrowed her brow, not knowing if it was bad that she was asking questions as she let her go when she put her in the car seat and looked out the window. “Okay, can I go home sometime?”
Madeline tried to keep the pain out of her eyes at the questions about Rufus. “He was my friend. He saved my life when I was sixteen.” And countless times after that. “I hope … he’s in heaven.” It would be unfair to put him any place else. Hunters didn’t tend to end up at purgatory, but sometimes things got messed up. More often than not, demons intercepted their path to heaven and they wound up in hell.
She shook her head as she buckled Avriella in. “There’s nothing wrong with asking questions, that’s how we learn after all.” Most of the things she was asking about were easy to answer, so she didn’t really mind. Other than that, the harder questions were in the sense that she didn’t know where the line of how much of the truth she should tell her fell. “Maybe, you can. Nothing is really for certain.” She responded, as she got into the driver’s seat.
"Sometimes it does… Although it does tend to end bloody."
"Yeah, that’s one thing promised from the get go."
I had my wisdom teeth out today, and I really feel like shit, so I’ll see how replies work out tomorrow.