Title: Depending on Sock Design (taken from a line of GG)
Rating: G
Warnings: Rory bashing galore, spoilers for all of GG, general SPN stuff-I assume you know everything in this.
Disclaimer: I own neither SPN or GG, just my ideas.
Description: What if instead of dating Rory, "Dean" was hunting her?
So please read and give me lots of comments and feedback
The Beast went crazy. Not only was it suffering from the loss of one of its most devoted offerings, it was losing its first and thus, most powerful victim.
The Beast is not one to go down without a fight. It kept its head and skin remarkably well during that time. It made a few slight conquests and garnered affection through means other than romantic ones. But it hungered.
I was careful to keep up my character. I even let it slip at my bachelor party how much the Beast meant to me. And when I got “married,” I could see the Beast watching, salivating, trying not to show it.
I stayed out of its way, watching from afar. At this point, I was positive I could almost definitely kill it. But there was something else. Something I couldn’t quite put my finger on. So I needed to see the Beast again.
I had to let it think it was its idea though. So I played it cool and let it think that it was all natural. I tried it make it be like a ‘friends who really knew each other’ deal. Lindsey had a great time playacting the little wife and I enjoyed being the hen picked husband. So, unfortunately, did Dean. But the Beast slowly grew to love feeding off me again. It remembered all the good tastes and feelings it could siphon from me. It almost grew sorry it had thrown me away the first time. Wished it could have devoured me and partaken of all else it didn’t get.
Jess would have to endanger himself again. But since he gave it up that first time of his own free will, and mostly, is away from its influence, he should be fine and completely untied to its powers eventually.
But after that, maybe because of that, the Beast gave me everything. I knew, I finally knew, how to kill it.