When it rains [rolplay for the winchesters]
The trip to Seattle took a lot longer then Ally remembered, but then again, she'd slept for nearly the entire duration of the trip last time. Car rides were like a sedative for her and the boys, anything longer than an hour and she wasn't going to be awake. Luckily that wasn't the case when she was driving, so there were no near death experiences. The hotels, motels, bed and breakfasts, reststops, and diners all blurred together in a stream of bright red checks and neon green signs proclaiming there were indeed vacancies.
The beds always squeaked. It annoyed the shit out of her that everytime she rolled over the bed would squeak like a chewtoy being murdered.
And one of the sinks had a giant friggin' mutant silverfish that she had to battle, much to the amusement of everyone but her. Okay, that's not true, it was actually a 'Common House Centipede'. Seriously, google that shit, those fuckers are evil incarnate right there. And they have venom, yeah, venom. And people think demons and vampires are evil? Screw that. Centipedes. Ugh.
But she'd found a pet for all of ten minutes when a baby squirrel decided to live in her hat at a rest stop. Small wonders.
Anyway, the trip was relatively painless. (Besides the mutant silverfish battle, of course.) Sam and Alec switched off driving John's truck with the UHaul hitch while Dean brought up the rear with the Impala.
It was still morning when Alec, driving the Camaro with Ally half asleep in the passenger seat, pulled up to the gates of Terminal City. "Welcome home, Alec Cat," she said sleepily.
The beds always squeaked. It annoyed the shit out of her that everytime she rolled over the bed would squeak like a chewtoy being murdered.
And one of the sinks had a giant friggin' mutant silverfish that she had to battle, much to the amusement of everyone but her. Okay, that's not true, it was actually a 'Common House Centipede'. Seriously, google that shit, those fuckers are evil incarnate right there. And they have venom, yeah, venom. And people think demons and vampires are evil? Screw that. Centipedes. Ugh.
But she'd found a pet for all of ten minutes when a baby squirrel decided to live in her hat at a rest stop. Small wonders.
Anyway, the trip was relatively painless. (Besides the mutant silverfish battle, of course.) Sam and Alec switched off driving John's truck with the UHaul hitch while Dean brought up the rear with the Impala.
It was still morning when Alec, driving the Camaro with Ally half asleep in the passenger seat, pulled up to the gates of Terminal City. "Welcome home, Alec Cat," she said sleepily.