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Re: Dean Winchester/Supernatural

[notrosesshadow]

"Well, this is much a bit easier than zombie hunting..."

[go_downswinging]

"The night is young." Dean chuckles. "Don't rule it out, yet."

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Martha can't help but laugh back. "Sadly, I don't have my machete with me. So I guess I'm in trouble."

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"Not really. As long as we can outrun the people here." He was kidding, sort of. While he would put his own life on the line for innocents, he was also a survivor and he planned on being around for a long time to help Sam.

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Martha helps herself to some punch and makes a face once she tastes it. Deftly handing the cup off to a much more drunk guest she turns back to Dean. "And what brings you to England?"

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Sam. That was literally because the only way his brother could get him on that long of a plane flight was to literally knock him out. It was a toss up of how they'd get back to the US because he sure as HELL was not getting back on another plane. Drugged or not.

"I'm here with Sam."

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Martha could see what looked like discomfort at the idea of flying. Electing to move past it for a moment, she looked around the room.

"Huh... I didn't see him here. And he's kind of hard to miss." She leaned in a little more conspiratorially. "And if you'd like, we can see about asking the Doctor to give you a lift back home. Not that he runs a taxi service, but who knows, you might get a trip thrown in and those are always fun."

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Dean could have kissed her right then. Though technically he could any time because she was hot but that was beside the point. While he hated flying, being in the TARDIS never felt like it. Maybe it was the size, but whatever it was, Dean would be happy to take a hop on the flying phone booth.

"Yeah? Think he'd do it? I mean a trip thrown in to go with the taxi ride?"

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Martha wouldn't have been adverse to a kiss from Dean. After all he was hot. But that was beside the point.

She smiled cheekily at him. "I think we could swing that. So what is Sam doing here in England that's so important? Is something going down?"

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"Yeah." Dean jerked his chin to the side indicating that they walk a bit out of the traffic of people. "Have you heard of Leviathans?"

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Martha followed understanding the need to keep quiet. She shook her head at his question. "Not with the inflection you're putting on the name. But I'm assuming they're not good."

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"Yeah, they're older than demons and there's nothing that will kill them." Well soapy water but that didn't kill them. "They're up to something, we just can't figure out what. They've been buying up land but it's weird. There's no reason for it. There's nothing to the lands that they've been buying."

Dean rubbed his jaw with his hand, "Dick Roman has started buying land in England."

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Martha rolled her eyes. "Dick Roman is one of the Leviathans? Great. That's the second public figure who's actually a bad guy I've dealt with." She frowned as she thought through it. "And you have no idea what their plan might be?"

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"No, it doesn't make sense." Dean shook his head. "They bought farm land in one state and offices in some small crap town in another. If it was anyone else I'd say they were buying it up because of either oil under the land or they wanted to make a mall."

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Martha thought about it. "OK... so random buys... building weapons maybe?" Clearly not on the scale Saxon had tried.

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"They don't really need weapons. Levitathans are the weapon. They mentioned building a lab to cure cancer but that's bullshit." Dean didn't trust them at all.