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Who: Gabriel, Alice, Castiel, Darcy and Dean (not forgetting Vader, Lyla and Lazarus)
What: Moving in!
Where: The Winchester Homestead
When: Forward dated to Sunday 6th May
Rating: PG
Gabriel did not like rain, and it did not make moving much easier. But he had his things, packed up from the apartment he'd used briefly, in a hold-all slung over his shoulder, and several of Alice's boxes in his arms. He'd gone to meet her earlier that morning, sorted out all the last bits of packing, and made sure he had an umbrella. He wasn't about to have his Ward catch a cold even before he'd got her settled in.
At least it wasn't too far to go, and singing "I'm Singing In The Rain" amused him for the entirety of the walk. They must have looked like a fairly odd parade, the unusually short, singing man, the little girl with a cat draped over her arm and a dragon following behind them, carrying all the other boxes.
"So, here we are." He said to Alice, smiling as they arrived at the door. It was an impressive house, Gabriel would give The Deanmeister that. And more than big enough for three people and a tiny puppy. Clearly they needed him and Alice there, just to make the place a little more lived in. He glanced back down to the little girl again, juggling the boxes in his arms, freeing one hand to gently touch her shoulder. He knew she was nervous, he was too, just a little bit. He probably should have told them he was on the way over. Oh well, too late now.
He knocked, loudly, and then shouted up "Get out of bed, sleepy heads!"
What: Moving in!
Where: The Winchester Homestead
When: Forward dated to Sunday 6th May
Rating: PG
Gabriel did not like rain, and it did not make moving much easier. But he had his things, packed up from the apartment he'd used briefly, in a hold-all slung over his shoulder, and several of Alice's boxes in his arms. He'd gone to meet her earlier that morning, sorted out all the last bits of packing, and made sure he had an umbrella. He wasn't about to have his Ward catch a cold even before he'd got her settled in.
At least it wasn't too far to go, and singing "I'm Singing In The Rain" amused him for the entirety of the walk. They must have looked like a fairly odd parade, the unusually short, singing man, the little girl with a cat draped over her arm and a dragon following behind them, carrying all the other boxes.
"So, here we are." He said to Alice, smiling as they arrived at the door. It was an impressive house, Gabriel would give The Deanmeister that. And more than big enough for three people and a tiny puppy. Clearly they needed him and Alice there, just to make the place a little more lived in. He glanced back down to the little girl again, juggling the boxes in his arms, freeing one hand to gently touch her shoulder. He knew she was nervous, he was too, just a little bit. He probably should have told them he was on the way over. Oh well, too late now.
He knocked, loudly, and then shouted up "Get out of bed, sleepy heads!"