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oncehunted

and then it rises with the fall. (for winchesterbitch)

Feb 20, 2009 14:34

continued from hereGiven the situation and given everything that had gone on in the past twenty-four hours, Madison hadn't been expecting to get any sleep the night before. So it was a surprise to her when she woke up the next day in the room they'd all agreed she'd stay in, curled up on the fold-out with a blanket tucked around her ( Read more... )

resurrection!verse, sam, rp

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winchesterbitch February 20 2009, 20:19:31 UTC

Sam jerked awake, not that he'd been properly asleep. Drowsing somewhere in that state between unconsciousness and wakefulness, doing the exhaustion head-bob, worry eating him up inside. That phrase made much more sense when it felt like something literally was gnawing on your insides. He didn't mention that part to Dean, who was still asleep. Or more accurately, having nightmares.

But that was a knock. Werewolves didn't knock.

Hope rose up and blocked his throat as he tried to pull it back down again; she was human now all right, but that didn't mean she hadn't changed. Just because he hadn't heard it. That didn't mean she wasn't going to. That didn't mean... just open the goddamn door already!

"Just a second," he said to the closed door, hoarsely. He had to push the couch off the front of the door to open it.

oncehunted February 20 2009, 20:29:38 UTC

Madison nodded, knowing he couldn't see her doing it, but words were failing her at the moment. Her breath was coming in quick pants now, her hands the slightest bit shaky in realization.

If she hadn't turned all night, if nothing had happened...what did it mean, exactly? It meant she could probably live a normal life again, if she wanted to, but it wouldn't be her life. Not the life she'd known. The idea was terrifying as much as it was a relief.

She stepped back a bit, her hand touching the knob, though she knew he'd have to push the door from the outside in order to open it. She swallowed hard, waiting for the couch to get pushed out of the way and the door to be opened.

winchesterbitch February 20 2009, 20:48:05 UTC

It moved easily enough, and then he was turning the knob and not quite barrelling through the door, remembering just in time that she was probably on the other side of it and running into her was probably not the best of ideas. Keep calm, Sam. Calm.

But then he opened the door. And...

Nothing.

No destruction, no claw marks, no random nudity. No overturned furniture, no sign that anything other than sleeping, fitful sleeping, had taken place here. He blinked at her for a second, mouth hanging slightly open, not sure what to say. They'd thought this before.

oncehunted February 20 2009, 21:07:50 UTC

She just stood there for a moment, staring at him, then back around at the room, then at him again, eyes wide.

The room was quiet for a few long moments, save for their breathing. She didn't know what to say. What did this mean?

Madison cleared her throat, swallowed again, trying for words.

"What...what does this mean? What now?"

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