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winchester_lost

Trust Me or Lie to Me

Nov 03, 2011 00:25

"Oh, hey, can I get a bacon cheeseburger? Extra onions," Dean requested with a smug smile and a single raised eyebrow as the man that had been riding him left. Their attempted 'interrogation' wasn't going well, needless to say. He leaned back in his chair, careless of the fact that one of his hands was handcuffed to the table. Sammy had gotten ( Read more... )

crossover, facs_lightman, cal, rp, cal + dean

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facs_lightman November 3 2011, 07:24:48 UTC

Cal was less than thrilled with the Lightman Group's continued partnership with the FBI. Trouble was, the money the contract brought in was a significant part of what kept them afloat. It meant that whenever the FBI had a difficult case, they called him in to grill a suspect or take a second crack at a witness. Some of the time, the cases interested him. Other times they bored him to tears. More often than not, it put him in a situation where he had to deliver news to the FBI that they didn't want to hear. This was one of those times. He'd reviewed the case file, the charges against this Dean Winchester, and viewed a so called video confession more than a handful of times. The charges and the file… that wasn't much help to him, he didn't operate that way. But the video was a different story ( ... )

winchester_lost November 3 2011, 08:20:27 UTC

"I take it I don't get that cheeseburger," Dean said flippantly, a lift of an eyebrow as he looked the new arrival over ( ... )

facs_lightman November 3 2011, 10:35:32 UTC

Cal scanned his face as he spoke. Dean wasn't concerned about this at all. In fact, the casual demeanor, the request for food, the lazy smile seemed to suggest he was enjoying it on some level. It was the kind of thing you'd expect from a serial killer, someone who'd wanted to get caught, but something told him that wasn't the case here. He didn't want to be caught ( ... )

winchester_lost November 3 2011, 12:58:16 UTC

Dean was still trying to size him up, had a name to put to the face. Dean wasn't good like Cal was, but he was still good at reading people. His pretty much flawless ability to walk into someplace and walk out with someone pretty on his arm wasn't just because of his pretty face and that bad-boy air. It was also because he was good at figuring out which girls wanted to go home with someone.

At the mention of the bank there was a twinge of regret. It was still fresh, recent, just a couple weeks gone. Ronald and his Manroids. Dead on the floor as the SWAT team opened fire. Sure, the guy had gone about the whole thing ass-backwards, but Dean couldn't help thinking he should have kept him alive. Maybe if Sammy hadn't decided to go all Mister-Fed-Stick-Up-My-Ass, things would have turned out differently. Or maybe he was simply right that ignorance was safe ( ... )

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facs_lightman November 4 2011, 06:18:29 UTC

There it was, regret. But nothing else. Not guilt, nothing he could come to the FBI with that would close the case on his supposed guilt. Something was off about this, the whole thing. Cal had read the files, seen the videos, but unlike the FBI he wasn't blind to bouts of the unexplained. Cal had encountered things that couldn't easily be explained. His office had worked with a man who had seen aliens, who believed it without a shadow of a doubt. There had been footage. Though Cal hadn't worked that case personally, he reviewed everything, had a hand in every decision that left the door. His feeling regarding it was that there was more than could be explained. Possibly aliens. Possibly some government project. What was going on now with Dean? He didn't know. What the FBI saw lead them to think he was guilty, what Cal saw suggested he wasn't… but what was it then? Cal was open to believing the improbable, provided everything else was shown to be untrue ( ... )

winchester_lost November 4 2011, 09:17:58 UTC

"I wouldn't go so far as saving the world -- saving people. Even then, I can't save everyone, but if I save even a few, I figure it's worth this bullshit."

I can't save everyone. The expression was more pronounced there, lingered for a second or two, that earlier regret. Regret that the FBI would very much have liked Cal to proclaim made him clearly guilty of the charges. Truth was that it had more to do with a sense of responsibility. Dean, while he didn't style himself any sort of hero, still fought to save people, and failing that filled him with regret. Not so much guilt, because he did his best, he tried ( ... )

facs_lightman November 5 2011, 07:39:21 UTC

Cal was still staring at him, working to read the sincere emotions that leaked out from that cocky mask he wore. There was regret again... which didn't make sense. He regretted that he couldn't save everyone. Not the kind of regret that a killer might show. And then he had to go and preface his list of lunacy with 'you're not gonna believe me.' And Cal wouldn't have, if he was any other person that Dean had come into contact with in his interrogations. He'd say ghosts and werewolves didn't exist, that these things were the stuff of horror movies. But Dean very clearly believed they were real, he was absolutely not lying. Was he insane? That would certainly explain it ( ... )

winchester_lost November 5 2011, 10:09:28 UTC

That question caught Dean by surprise, enough so that his eyes went wide, that cocky smug smile wiped off his face for a few seconds. That stuff was all pretty cut and dry, after all. In his defense, he worked the identities (and credit ratings) of dead folks as much as he could. It wasn't like he was getting rich off it, anyhow. Just enough to get by, supplemented with what he could scam out of the local pool hall, or a poker game, if he was lucky. It wasn't like it was in the movies. It wasn't like they got to save a rich young heiress who was oh-so-thankful, and after a weekend of skin-melding, kinky sex in every possible position decided they needed a sponsor. Or was that just in his fantasies? Hunh. Either way ( ... )