Bobby and Death - Burying the Hatchet ((closed RP, Bobby, Death, Castiel, Dean))

[junkyard_hunter]

“Hey Bobby.”

“Cas and the boys ain’t here,” he said shortly, turning away from the door, leaving a slightly awkward looking Death standing there. Great. Now he’d have to try and be civil. He didn’t do things like that well.

“That’s okay. I.. I thought we should talk anyway.” Death followed him inside. He hadn’t thrown her out or slammed the

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[endlessgoth]

Bobby swung the door open, fully expecting it to be Dean. He was a little surprised to see Death standing there instead, looking achingly young in one of Dean’s t-shirts. How in the hell did a power so ancient and so immense manage to look so small and so vulnerable? Pushing that thought to the side for a moment, Bobby moved to let her in. He spared a nod to Dean who stood just behind her in the corridor.

She gave Castiel a somewhat subdued smile before turning back to face the hunter. It had been a thoroughly rotten day for all of them. The worst part was that she had done it all trying to set things right. “I kinda think we got off to a bad start, Bobby.”

“Yeah,” he said hoarsely. The emotional stuff left him feeling rattled and exposed, and Bobby really, really didn’t like it. But he had been wrong to shout at her, and he had made a promise to Castiel. “I think we did. Look, I..”

She looked up at him through ageless eyes, and her smile was far kinder than Bobby felt that he deserved. “You know, we both kinda screwed things up here. I wanted to help, I wanted you to stop avoiding your family because of me and because of what happened with.. But.. I probably should have asked before I did anything. So I’m sorry.”

“I shouldn’t have turned you out like that. But Karen, she..” He wasn’t ready to explain this, to rehash all this old pain again, but damnit, he owed her. There was a brief ripple of power as she raised up on her toes and kissed his cheek, cutting him off. “It’s okay, Bobby. It really is.”

Death walked back to Castiel’s side, reaching to take his hand. “Just say you’ll come around some more? I know the boys miss you.”

[nerdofthelord]

Seeing Dean was good. Seeing Death, smiling at Bobby's door, was also good.

Seeing them arrive together, with Death in Dean's t-shirt (even if Cas knew perfectly well how she'd come by it) was...odd, and it brought that unsettling feeling welling up under his diaphragm again, a bit sharper this time. The way he drew her in to his side when she came to him was unconsciously just a little possessive, but it was to Bobby that he also spoke.

"The family is incomplete without you," he said.

[i_shot_a_dick]

Dean raised an eyebrow questioningly at Cas and his little possessive mood, he nearly snorted and said some thing but for once he let his amusement at the angel and his obvious human emotions or misunderstanding of them as it was go in silence.

Dean gave Bobby a nod and that is to who's side he gravitated, not directly he went to the table and leaned on the arm of the chair nearest to the older hunter "Cas is right you know, we got Sam gettin' on track but you know how hard that gets to keep, especially with him and Dad set to butt heads any time now."

Either way it went Dean hoped Bobby would come back around, he was more of a father than John had been really but Dean still cared for both men and respected them both equally. He just tended to depend on Bobby a little more.

[endlessgoth]

Death leaned into Castiel, glad that at least things had turned out right in the end. They were a family again and she was happy for them.

"You know guys, the only thing to be done now is have a night of manly bonding," she said with a smile. "All three of you, plus Sam living it up over in Ravenclaw for the evening. I expect all of you to get completely and utterly hammered and spend some good quality-type time together."

Despite his still somewhat tetchy mood, Bobby nodded. "That don't sound like a bad idea."

[nerdofthelord]

That did sound appealing. "I could get in front of that," Cas said, nodding, his fledgling and unfounded fit of jealousy immediately forgotten.

[i_shot_a_dick]

Dean's mood brightened and the hunter grinned from ear to ear at the suggestion. Especially when Bobby went for it, but then Cas spoke up and Dean went from grinning to laughing.

"Cas, seriously?" He shook his head, the angel amused him to no end, unlike the rest of his race that just pissed Dean off. He had a genuine affection for Cas, even if he did tease him.

"But, y'know what, you're on to somethin', I could use a good beer and some relaxin' after that house."