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Who: Bethany Hawke and Sam Winchester
Where: Sam's room, then probably -- in Sam's room?
When: A day before the Aether leak!
Rating: PG-13 at highest.
Summary: Bethany fulfills a promise to a new friend.
The Story: It's been a month, now.
A month of sitting in her room and staring at her hands, wondering if there's anything different beneath her skin. Reanimated corpses didn't look alive -- she knew that much from when they'd found her mother. Whatever strangeness this was, it wasn't that.
It's the flower that she carefully hung from her roof to dry, safe and away from tiny paws, that reminds her that she promised Sam that she would see him. She still doesn't really know how to work the devices aside from the video function.
She heaves a deep sigh, makes sure both the pets have food, and heads to where Sam is listed as staying.
I should've called first, she thinks as she lifts her hand to knock.
Too late now, though. Too late for a lot of things.
Where: Sam's room, then probably -- in Sam's room?
When: A day before the Aether leak!
Rating: PG-13 at highest.
Summary: Bethany fulfills a promise to a new friend.
The Story: It's been a month, now.
A month of sitting in her room and staring at her hands, wondering if there's anything different beneath her skin. Reanimated corpses didn't look alive -- she knew that much from when they'd found her mother. Whatever strangeness this was, it wasn't that.
It's the flower that she carefully hung from her roof to dry, safe and away from tiny paws, that reminds her that she promised Sam that she would see him. She still doesn't really know how to work the devices aside from the video function.
She heaves a deep sigh, makes sure both the pets have food, and heads to where Sam is listed as staying.
I should've called first, she thinks as she lifts her hand to knock.
Too late now, though. Too late for a lot of things.