1030. Hurt and Comfort

[fallen_rosiel]

Hurt/Comfort - Hurt/comfort is a fan fiction genre that involves the physical pain or emotional distress of one character, who is cared for by another character. The injury, sickness or other kind of hurt allows an exploration of the characters and their relationship

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Faith Lehane (BtVS // AtS)

[faithfuelsu]

He totally had that coming.

[faiththatfuelsu]

Glad we can agree on that then. *Because she definitely didn't agree with him when he said he wasn't going to pass out. He was looking on the pale side of things and that meant she wanted to get to a hospital sooner rather than later.*

No big, Sam. You'd do the same for me.

ooc: No worries. I have a friend down from Maryland. She came for my birthday weekend extravaganza so it's totally fine. :D

[gigantormoose]

[He gives her a weak smile, still pretending he's fine.]

You'd probably be easier to drag to the car.

And Dean'd be upset if you weren't here when he got back.

[It's probably the pain and the general light-headedness that makes him mention his brother. Or that he thinks Dean will be coming back.]

OOC: Sounds fun! Happy belated birthday :)

[faithfuelsu]

More compact. Makes it a little easier. *She has to stop talking entirely when he says that. Her voice is low when she does finally respond.*

Kinda like to hope so.

*The pain from her wounds is nothing compared to the ache she feels when she thinks about Dean being gone. What he must be going through...

The last time she saw him.

She focuses on getting Sam to the car and unlocking the door.* Let's get you in there without adding to the head wound, okay?

ooc: It was! And we didn't get locked in a cemetery this time. :D Thank you!

[gigantormoose]

[He ducks into the car, avoiding hitting his head. He relaxes as little when he sits, glad that if he passes out now, at least Faith won't have to drag him anywhere.]

You think he's okay?

[Now that he's brought up Dean, he can't really seem to stop. He misses him, especially now, that he's hurt, and can't help but worry about him. Cas too, honestly, even after everything he's done.]

OOC: That's always a good sign. Take it you got locked in a cemetary last time?

[faiththatfuelsu]

*Faith moves over to the driver's side to slide into the seat and start the vehicle. It seems like Sam is asking all the tough questions tonight and it's like a punch to the gut.*

He's smart. Quick. If anyone can survive this, it'll be Dean.

OOC: Um... yes. Yes we did. It was special. We had to call the local cops to come let us out. Seriously. It's one of the oldest boneyards in NC. We were locked in as the sun was setting. Our first thoughts were "Why do we not have salt and stakes in this car?"

[gigantormoose]

[Sam nods, comforted a bit by her words. Even if he's not sure they're true or that anyone could survive it.]

And Cas is with him. Probably. They can take care of each other.

[Which was also doubtful, given the state Cas was in last he saw him. Now that he thought about it, Cas was more likely to hinder than help his brother. Maybe whatever the two of them were going through would snap him out of it. Sam hoped so, at least.]

OOC: That sounds like a lot of fun, actually. Old graveyards are awesome. Good thing there weren't any vamps roaming about!

[faiththatfuelsu]

Yeah. *Though she's not comforted by that thought in the least. Castiel or no Castiel. Especially given what his state of mind had been. And she knows Dean, knows that he won't leave the angel behind. In a lot of ways, Cas was to Dean what Angel was to her. It was a little ironic in a way.*

Dean's a stubborn bastard. He'll probably have everything in there beggin' for mercy by the time we get him out.

ooc: Aside from the initial panic of "We're going to be locked in here until tomorrow when they open the gates again" it really was. I got some awesome pictures, too.

[gigantormoose]

I hope so. He'll...he can make it. As long as he doesn't do anything stupid. He's a good hunter.

[He sighs. Hoping Dean won't do anything stupid is really kinda dumb.]

You...you think we're any closer? To getting him out?

[Because he really, really hopes so. He's ready to have his brother back.]

OOC: I bet. I had to walk through an old pioneer graveyard in Tennessee while I was on a school trip at night once and, apart from the terror, I remember it being really pretty.

[faithfuelsu]

One of the best I've ever seen and you know what kind of people I run with.

*It's not even said to comfort him, it's simply a statement of fact. Dean really is one of the best she's ever seen and he's entirely human.*

Got the council workin' on it. It's priority. Said they might have a few ideas but need a little longer.

ooc: This is Oakdale. I've taken somewhere around 500 or so pics during my various visits...

[gigantormoose]

One of the best I've ever seen too. Taught me half of what I know, after all.

[And even if her words weren't meant to comfort him, they do. Because he does know who she runs with and, quite frankly, he's pretty sure if there were five of him and Dean, they wouldn't be a match for one of her slayers.]

What kind of ideas?

[Because even if he currently has a slight head wound and feels rather woozy, he can still focus on that.]

OOC: Pretty! Looks like a nice place to wander and mostly free of stabby ghosts.

[faithfuelsu]

*Faith sighs, wishing like anything she'd just had Sam talk to the council directly. She's no good with half of what they've said. She's always been brawn, not brains.*

Inter-dimensional portals and summoning spells and something about transatlantic theories of... they lost me on that one. Not even gonna lie. Point is they're on it. And they know... they know I need this.

ooc: It's... um. Yeah. There was this the last time we all went. The scratches lined up perfectly with my fingers when I clawed them. Someone legit clawed the lids. Only there were smaller ones, too. Child sized. It was so crazy.

[gigantormoose]

Good. I mean, that they have ideas and that they're...actually looking into it. That they have some ideas. Even if they involve a transatlantic whatever.

[And he's glad there's someone else besides him. Because on his own, he'd probably still be trying to figure out where the hell Dean even was.]

OOC: Take it back. May possibly be stabby ghosts. Not to go all Sam on you, but did you see who the graves were for/any reason for the burn marks and scratches? Just curious about the story behind it. I'm kinda a sucker for ghost stories and whatnot.

P.S. So I noticed your a tvd fan and I totally saw Steven R. McQueen outside Whole Foods last week. I got way too excited...

P.P.S. Mind if I follow you? Just got my tumblr :)

[faithfuelsu]

Might have threatened a few nasty consequences otherwise. *Threats that she would gladly follow through with if they dropped the ball where Dean was concerned. Every day he was gone was a day too long.*

ooc: I don't actually know anything about those in particular, but I have stories and facts and what not on some of the others in there. LOTS of fun stories in that cemetery.

That is so cool! Wyclef was the only real celebrity I've met. I was 16 and he hit on my mom. True story. Invited her to a party. And she turned him down. Still haven't entirely forgiven her for that one. But yeah. I have a Katherine and everything. Looove TVD.

By all means! :D Just... fair warning-- I'm suffering from a Tom Hiddleston obsession. I'm afraid there's no cure. :(

[gigantormoose]

[Sam grins, glad there's someone else out there who cares as much as he does about getting Dean back.]

That should keep them on it, then. I know I'd hate to have a slayer coming for me.

OOC: Really? Like what? I'd imagine there's lots of good stories, if it's such an old graveyard in the South. I feel that like those attract things.

That's hilarious/ever so slightly awkward for you mom, I'd imagine. But, yeah. TVD's awesome. I'm always telling people how good it is and they always think I'm crazy till they actually watch it.

That's okay. I feel like the whole internet is these days...

[faithfuelsu]

History doesn't help either. Besides, they know I got more girls loyal to me than them at this point and B sure as hell ain't playin' for their team these days.

ooc: One was about a woman who died at sea and they stored her body in whiskey barrels but then didn't want to know what they'd find by the time it came to bury her, so they buried the whole barrel. Another was a guy, a Captain, and his dog that died in a fire. The dog wouldn't leave him and they're buried together. They have a ghost walk that goes in downtown Wilmington that tells all these stories, and of course the Haunted Pub Crawl. It's one of my favorite things to do. :D