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[dontcrashnburn]

[For a moment, there is nothing but the sound of shaky breathing. And then the video clicks on to a tall blonde standing in front of the fountain.]

Okay. Pearly gates, I presume?

[Jessica’s voice, though weak and a little distressed, carries a note of dark humour. She twists her lips to the side curiously.]

I have to admit, I didn’t think it’d come

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Also, intro date couldn't be more perfect

[dude_imbatman]

[There's going to be several beats of What the HELL?]

Jessica Moore... [And Dean is grinning like a dumbass.]

iuasfoidgh IKR. I WAS SO DETERMINED TO MEET MY WORD GOAL SO IT COULD DO THIS. =D

[dontcrashnburn]

[Okay, here is a slightly hysterical smile. Heaven is meeting none of her expectations as it is, but the boyfriend's cheeky, flirtatious brother is a whole new level of what-is-going-on-here.

She crosses her arms and raises an eyebrow.]

Dean Winchester.

YAY they are going to be awesome sibs in law

[dude_imbatman]

[Starting to make you think maybe you've gone to Hell instead, Jess?]

Imagine seeing you here. Place just got prettier.

\o/!

[dontcrashnburn]

Yeah, imagine that. [So much cautious irony.] Weird question, but... am I... imagining this? Some kind of vision or something?

[dude_imbatman]

Sorry, Blondie. It's real. What's the last thing you remember? You talked to Sammy yet?

[He can't even work up the will to be pissed at this place for dragging her here. At this rate, he's going to end up loving the City.]

[dontcrashnburn]

No, see, this can't be real. Because the last thing I remember? Okay, dying. I died. I'm--

[Okay, that name stops her in her tracks.]

Sam?

[dude_imbatman]

Yeah...I was afraid that was the last thing you remembered. It's real, you're still dead. The good news is you don't have to eat brains and you won't end up looking like a creature feature.

Yeah. Sam's here. So's our Mom if that makes you feel better. [He's assuming at some point Sam told her their mother was dead.]

[dontcrashnburn]

[She's looking a little faint right about now.] You. And Sam.

How... did it happen? Did he come after you, too?

[dude_imbatman]

[Dean sees that and it makes him scramble a good deal.] Jess, sit down somewhere. I'll be right there.

[He's going to go get in the Impala right now. He'd rather not have her faint on him.]

Nah. We're not dead. The bastard that killed you is though. I shot him.

[dontcrashnburn]

You shot Brady?

[...Okay, but wait, back up. It doesn't make any sense for the living to be in Heaven, does it?]

Hang on. If you're not dead, what are you doing here?

[dude_imbatman]

Sorta. [Crap, they're gonna eventually have to address demons and that kind of shit.] We took care of him.

Working for the police department and living in an apartment above a garage.

[dontcrashnburn]

[Serious eyebrow-raising going on here, Dean.]

There's a police station in heaven?

[dude_imbatman]

Sweetheart, hate to tell you but you're not in Heaven. You're in the City.

[dontcrashnburn]

[...Huh.]

What city?

[dude_imbatman]

Just the City. Real creative, I know. It's not so bad here, no matter what people tell you. [Mom's here, Sam's here, Cas is here. Dean likes the City most of the time.]

[dontcrashnburn]

Okay. Any idea how I got here? Because last thing I knew, I was... not in any condition to be travelling.