Following from here."Dean." Sam's voice came from the small bathroom, where he was busily toweling himself dry. "You sure you're okay?" Even with the stitches, even with the food, Sam was still concerned about the nasty vampire bite, the blood loss, and any possible repercussions. Dean might be breezily living on the edge, but Sam was still ( Read more... )

"They were going to the Park, doing some hunting, but didn't come back. I tell you there's someone new in town, or more than one, and they're starting to get to be a real pain ( Read more... )

Back in this God-forsaken town again just in time for the end of summer and the onset of winter. Why did he always get sent to this Yankee shit hole with the promise of a 'job' that needed to be taken care of, only to be bored and then called back to the west coast.

He didn't like being here. It was far too close to FLAG and that other car. He ( Read more... )

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Being in the park is kind of zen. Trees, plants, nature, all of that. It feels good to be in the fresh air, for a change. Life had revolved around the nightlife for a while now. A flurry of different clubs, different venues, for work and leisure. It was hard to recall the last time she'd really been out to enjoy the day. Not at band practice or ( Read more... )

Niki hadn't been out for a run for two days, which always made her decidedly edgy. That evening as she'd jogged up the firestairs to her bedsit she decided she had to go for a run, and after fixing herself a light snack and filling her drink pack she slipped her baby Glock into place in the pack and checked it. A light sleeveless sweat top was ( Read more... )

It never ceased to amaze her just how many people were out at sunrise, pounding the pavements with an almost automaton-like mask in place in the pursuit of their health, or that's what she figured. At one of the stretching stations placed at convenient distances around the large network of paths and routes she again greeted another runner, the ( Read more... )

Y’know what?”
Spike recognised the voice. It was kept low, in a kind of stage whisper, but he knew it was the young one - what was his name? Kincaid?

“I feel like I’m in a bad horror movie!”

Yeah, kid. You ’n’ me, both. He was sitting on the bed in the second floor room he’d been offered, staring at his boots. The room was on the smallish side, the ( Read more... )

"Oh." Michael listened carefully to the phone pressed against his ear. He was currently alone in his office, but anyone with him would have noticed his eyebrows rise. "Oh, is that a fact? Well, that's ... a real shame."

Again, had anyone been there they would have seen his eyes dart, his slightly confused expression. They might also have noticed the ( Read more... )

Roger wipes his hands off on a rag, then goes to the kitchen where his phone is currently recharging. He calls Nikita's number, getting her voice mail. He tells her John's realtor has found a property and wants them to take a look at it. The realtor might also not be there, which makes him a little leery simply because he doesn't want to be ( Read more... )