35th Message - [video]

[dulcisnuntius]

[Dulcie's device is seated on her bed when it blinks on. Dulcie is sitting up under the covers, a sheet tucked under her arms. She's is staring very, very carefully at something across the room. She nudges the device back a little to give a better shot.

Three Weeping Angels are all standing around her bed, game faces on. Eyes still locked on them

Comments

[dude_imbatman]

Dulcie...how often have you got to blink? I'm gonna come get you and take you to Mom's house.

[dude_imbatman]

[He chuckles a little.] We're not going back to your place. Let's stop and see if Mom has something you can wear. [He nods over toward the Impala a few feet away.]

[dulcisnuntius]

[Dulcie stretches. Nope, not being obvious at all.]

Borrowing your mom's clothes. In normal circumstances that would be pretty weird, right?

[dude_imbatman]

[Dean leers a bit. Like he's not going to look.] Yeah, probably. I think it'll pass today though.

[dulcisnuntius]

[GRIN]

Extenuating circumstances?

[dude_imbatman]

Something like that. [He heads toward the Impala, holding the door open for her.]

[dulcisnuntius]

[Before getting into the car, Dulcie leans in to give him a quick, fierce hug.]

Thank you. For the help. I don't think I'd have gotten out of there on my own.

[dude_imbatman]

[Dean hugs back just as tightly.]

Sure you could've. You just wanted to end up in my arms. [Teasing her of course. It's Dean's way of saying you're welcome.]

[dulcisnuntius]

Darnit! My plot discovered.

[dude_imbatman]

I get it. Totally understandable. [He winks at her and opens the car door for her.]

[dulcisnuntius]

[She hops up way up to give him a peck on the cheek before sliding into the front seat of the Impala.]

[dude_imbatman]

[He chuckles at her and shakes his head then gets in the driver's seat and heads toward the house.]