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[100deaths_a_day]

[Dean had been pushed to limits even he didn't know he had. He was currently in the kitchen, running water into the sink. He watched the water as it flowed from the tap, trying not to think of much at all. In a day, he'd had to have a telepath dig through his head while dragging up pretty much the worst times of his life to save his basically

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[hunter_returns]

Dean? [Sam stood in the doorway, pale and quiet. Whatever Charles had done, his head felt at least a little clearer. The vague sense of terror was mercifully gone. When he saw the smoke, Sam lunged forward, wrapping his hand in a towel.]

Jesus, the hell happened?

[100deaths_a_day]

[Dean raised the hand Sam wasn't holding and drew it across his brow. He'd been hoping to hide this, if not forever, then for a little longer from Sam.

But with the rosary still in the water in the sink, it wasn't like he could hide it for that much longer. No, he had.... two, maybe three minutes until Sam finished tending to his hand and looked in the sink and put two and two together, he reckoned.

Didn't mean that he was going to say anything until that time, though.]

I'm fine, Sammy. You're feeling better then?

[hunter_returns]

[Sam knew what Dean was doing; he'd been doing it since they were kids. He pulled the towel and frowned. The hell had made his skin smoke like that without leaving a mark?]

I'm okay.. I think. I've got one hell of a headache. Charles looked awful, but he wouldn't say what was up.

Dean? What the hell were you...[A rosary. Water. Holy Water? Oh dear God.]

[100deaths_a_day]

[He could almost see the light bulb as it clicked in Sam's head what had happened.

He pulled his hand away.] Sam, he had to look in your grapefruit to fix it. Pretty damned sure that'd shake anybody up.

[don'tsayitpleasedon'tsayit. He needed time to think first. Maybe Sam Would do it this time. This was a hell of a lot different than the vampire thing.]

[ursokinky]

[Catherine had been wondering around in what clearly was a nurses costume and she really didn't mind it to say the least, in fact she rather enjoyed it as it reminded her of that one picture she sent Vincent.

Finally she had stopped by the kitchen, hoping that maybe she could grab something sweet with her usual cocktail here. Standing by the door she leant against the window frame, noticing the fact that there was someone else in there as well.]

What are you doing?

[100deaths_a_day]

[He dried his hand carefully, and turned. When he see what she was wearing, a light smirk pulled at his lips.

No, he wasn't fine. Yes, he was badly shaken. Like hell was he going to show it, though.

He leaned against the side, and picked up the bottle] I was having a drink. what about you?

[ursokinky]

[She raises her arm above her head, a coy smile place on her lips as she leant on the frame more, tilting her head.]

I was thinking of maybe getting a drink to, maybe with something sweet to top it off.

[100deaths_a_day]

[He doesn't bother hiding the fact he's looking at, and enjoying, the view she's presenting. What he needed right now was to not think, to have a distraction.

and here she was providing his favourite kind.]

What're you drinking? Maybe I'll join. I could go for something... sweet.