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Sam Winchester ([personal profile] onlytobenormal) wrote2012-03-21 09:42 pm

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It took a few days to convince the hospital to release Dana... and Sam was half-convinced they just did it because she was being a pain in the ass. He couldn't blame them since she never took to being sick or injured well. They hit the road almost immediately after getting the prescriptions filled for some pain meds. He hated that Dana would basically have to suffer through the car drive until they were far enough away and safe to stop for awhile.

They pushed on and made it to some small little town though, far away from Palo Alto, Stanford, and hopefully any demons trailing them. Man, he did not miss the nasty, likely roach infested motels they used to stay in and like the one he was pulling into park at now.

Now they had to decide just... what they'd do for sleeping arrangements, he supposed. Jo had been pretty adament about not sharing a room, but it was safer if they did.

[identity profile] straightfromthe.livejournal.com 2012-04-08 02:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Jo leads Diana to her truck, and gently helps her get in, before rounding it, and pulling herself in already. She feels...shit, a hundred times better than she's felt since having her head crashing through that fucking mirror.

"If you just head up this road about a mile, and take a left, we'll be there," Diana says, pointing, before looking at Jo. "You didn't question the pain amulet..."

Jo chuckles softly, and starts up the car, heading the direction pointed out to her. "I've learned notta look a gift horse in the mouth," she answers. "And right now, anythin' ta make me not hurt anymore....would be good."

"Someone hurt you besides the physical stuff, didn't they?" Diana asks softly, fingers light on Jo's arm.

She takes a breath, and lets it out through her nose. "No sense in dwellin' on the emotional stuff too long. I'm fine."

She will be. She's almost sure of it, as she glances to Diana, and smiles.

"Sorry, we don't have to talk about that. What would...you like to talk about?"

Jo gives her a lopsided grin. "What's for dinner?"

[identity profile] siswinchester.livejournal.com 2012-04-10 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
Dana's gaze shifted to watch as Sam pulled out a bottle of booze. Well, that was great. Reduced him to wanting to drink away his problems. That was what she did. Sad thing was, with the medication she couldn't drink. Son of a bitch.

Sighing, because this whole talk it out crap had obviously not accomplished anything, Dana just lay back gingerly on the bed, closing her eyes and wishing for rest. Like the sort of rest she got back in Palo Alto with Sam after he came back from class. She felt like it had been forever since she had been that...happy. Or whatever. Things change. Usually for the worst for her it seemed, anyways.

[identity profile] straightfromthe.livejournal.com 2012-04-10 09:06 am (UTC)(link)
If they were expecting Jo to return that evening, they're in for quite the wait. Jo settles comfortably into Diana's house for the evening; dinner, music, laughs, and yes, sex...

And she doesn't seem to notice any time passing, either.

[identity profile] siswinchester.livejournal.com 2012-04-12 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
They self-loathed too much. That was their problem. They picked at their every issue and problem, letting it eat away at them until they were broody, moody fucks. That was what Dana and Sam had most in common.

The hours pass, Dana absently flipping through channels as Sam drank in the corner. She would glance at him now and again to make sure he was alright. Well...as alright as he could be at the moment she supposed. He always was a light weight despite his, well, actual weight. Just making sure he hadn't passed out on the table or something.

And then she would wonder about Jo and what to do about her... Should they go look for her right now? She doubted Jo was very happy at the moment with her though, so she could understand her being away, she just didn't know what to do about that, so she just...wouldn't do anything

[identity profile] straightfromthe.livejournal.com 2012-04-12 11:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Settled comfortably in Diana's place for the evening, they turn on the TV and watch a comedy. It feels good to laugh. To snuggle up next to someone else that wants her there. She doesn't feel unworthy---doesn't feel like a mistake. She feels accepted for who she is, and wanted for the same.

She doesn't think she has much interest in leaving.

[identity profile] siswinchester.livejournal.com 2012-04-14 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Uh...you okay over there Sasquatch?" Dana's eyes had flickered back to him once more as he pushed himself up on unsteady feet, swaying almost dangerously, like a tree about to topple over. Never a good sign from Sam.

And no, it was just him, because the room was most definitely not swaying. Biting her lip, she sighed and pushed up from the bed to head over to him, watching him throw out his arms as if that would keep his balance better. "Sam, c'mon, let's get you to bed."

[identity profile] straightfromthe.livejournal.com 2012-04-14 01:00 pm (UTC)(link)
In the end, the sex really was unavoidable. Jo needs to feel alive, and Diana is more than willing to accommodate anything that Jo wants or needs. It settles her for the night, tangled in Diana's arms, happily, and sated, and most certainly ready to sleep.

And as she drifts off to sleep, a line from Hamlet wanders through her head, and out the other side. And when she does dream, none of her dreams involve Dana or Sam. Just Diana, and a new life.

[identity profile] siswinchester.livejournal.com 2012-04-17 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Dana arched a brow. Fine. Right. That's why he was grinning at her currently like a damn fool. Though it was nice to see him smiling at her again.

"Fresh Sam? Are you a sixty year old man?" Snorting, Dana just held out a hand to brace at his side as they moved for the bed, though yeah, him leaning on her was probably not the best idea. She didn't even realize they were moving him to her bed, but it was the closest and she was going to bother with trying to maneuver his gigantic ass too far.

[identity profile] straightfromthe.livejournal.com 2012-04-17 09:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[ooc: While they're getting settled, or whatever, you can skip me until "morning", since Jo's out like a light.]

[identity profile] siswinchester.livejournal.com 2012-04-17 09:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"Why? What's in your pants?" Dana drawls a bit dryly, watching him sprawl out across her bed. Funny though, usually she would be trying to get into his pants right now, but she had a feeling that wasn't exactly what he wanted. Sighing and shaking her head once he seems settled, she's pulling away from him and moving for the other bed, seeing as he's in hers.

[identity profile] siswinchester.livejournal.com 2012-04-17 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not often enough in my opinion." The words slip out easily, the teasing natural, but she realizes after a moment what she's said and flickers her gaze back to him once more wondering if he'll comment. Probably. He talked a lot when he was drunk.

Biting her lip at his question, because yeah, she did want to stay with him, she sighed and nodded, moving close again and settling down onto the bed beside him gently. He'll probably be pissed at her or something in the morning, but whatever, he asked and she wasn't going to say no to him.

[identity profile] siswinchester.livejournal.com 2012-04-17 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
She feels her lips actually twitch and she lays back against her pillow, head tilted as she peers at him next to her. "Not whenever I want. ...And as often as I can manage."

Watching him move in closer to her, feel his warmth at her press at her side, Dana studies his face as he closes his eyes. "...tired?"

[identity profile] siswinchester.livejournal.com 2012-04-17 10:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"Mm." She just hums at that, not really believing him though. She sort of figured they'd have less time for that now.

Reaching out absently, her fingers brush back through his hair lightly, moving it out of his face. "Ya sure? You look a little outta it Sammy."

[identity profile] siswinchester.livejournal.com 2012-04-18 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
Letting out a breath as his arm wraps about her, she peered at him almost curiously.

She knew it was the alcohol, otherwise he'd be brooding on the other side of the room right now or on his computer or...or anything else other than laying in bed with her right now.

Her eyebrow raises a fraction at that, fingers still working through his hair lazily. "What? Wanna watch tv or somethin'? 'Cause when these pain meds kick in again I may be liable to passing out."

[identity profile] siswinchester.livejournal.com 2012-04-18 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
At the nudging, she managed a small chuckle, nails scratching gently at his scalp. "You're like a giant puppy." She wondered briefly how he would feel about a belly rub.