( the next morning, nursing a hangover... Dean shows up to wherever she's been sleeping with a swiped box of cereal. no more of this sharing is caring, my hands are in your mouth shit.
when she emerges, she emerges to a tilted cereal box. go in. take your fill. )
[ she comes out, dressed and cleaned up but still disheveled from lack of sleep, to dean holding a box of chex out to her. it’s a nice enough gesture, but she still raises an eyebrow at it before reaching out and taking a handful. ]
This isn't easy, and I wanted to do it away from the group chat ( side note: the CONSTANT buzzing, but he looks away and back ) Will Graham was stabbed in the chest and I remember you telling me all about your serial killer father and all of the copy cats. And the stabbing.
[ he does, it turns out, and she’s tempted to throw the handful of cereal at him once he gets to it. ]
What the fuck, Dean. [ she wants to go further with her outrage but she knows that won’t exactly prove that she’s innocent of anything. truth be told, if everyone’s right and they can’t remember things when they happen, she can’t even be sure she is.
she sighs, shutting the door behind her and jerking her head to the side, indicating to meet her around the side of the building. once they’re both there, she stands with her arms crossed, leaning in and lowering her voice. ]
It was a different method. They would toy with people first, call them and make them play games before attacking.
( he's expecting a fistful of chex, he's happy to be getting a private conversation around the corner. he's leaned, too, huddled over. he eats like they aren't discussing gruesome murder. )
And how would that work during Werewolf? And, if they did, we wouldn't know they did because they're dead. ( Sorry, but it's true. ) Look, I have Cas bias. There's a lot of water under that bridge and a lot of resentment. Long story. But, I wouldn't do it like that if I did it. ( uh uh, not guilty. ) So, if you say you wouldn't, you know you. How close were you to Will Graham? Enough that targeting him would hurt you?
[ sam sighs, knowing what she's about to say isn't going to sound good. ]
Around here, I was backing him up on missions when I wasn't on my own. He was an exactor, I was an executioner. Outside of that our relationship wasn't dissimilar to the one I have with you.
[ which is to say they were hooking up on a semi-regular basis. ]
I'm not sure how public that is among people we're familiar with but people probably saw them together when their roles were still active.
I don't know who I pissed off, but I kept it real tight, me and Cas. He woke up one day in my tent and from then on other than one text exchange, we kept our distance.
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want me to stay put or come to you?
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I know the guy nailed to the wood
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yeah, i'll be right there
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when she emerges, she emerges to a tilted cereal box. go in. take your fill. )
Morning.
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Morning. Why the wake-up call?
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( Of course he has a reason. )
This isn't easy, and I wanted to do it away from the group chat ( side note: the CONSTANT buzzing, but he looks away and back ) Will Graham was stabbed in the chest and I remember you telling me all about your serial killer father and all of the copy cats. And the stabbing.
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[ he does, it turns out, and she’s tempted to throw the handful of cereal at him once he gets to it. ]
What the fuck, Dean. [ she wants to go further with her outrage but she knows that won’t exactly prove that she’s innocent of anything. truth be told, if everyone’s right and they can’t remember things when they happen, she can’t even be sure she is.
she sighs, shutting the door behind her and jerking her head to the side, indicating to meet her around the side of the building. once they’re both there, she stands with her arms crossed, leaning in and lowering her voice. ]
It was a different method. They would toy with people first, call them and make them play games before attacking.
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And how would that work during Werewolf? And, if they did, we wouldn't know they did because they're dead. ( Sorry, but it's true. ) Look, I have Cas bias. There's a lot of water under that bridge and a lot of resentment. Long story. But, I wouldn't do it like that if I did it. ( uh uh, not guilty. ) So, if you say you wouldn't, you know you. How close were you to Will Graham? Enough that targeting him would hurt you?
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Around here, I was backing him up on missions when I wasn't on my own. He was an exactor, I was an executioner. Outside of that our relationship wasn't dissimilar to the one I have with you.
[ which is to say they were hooking up on a semi-regular basis. ]
I'm not sure how public that is among people we're familiar with but people probably saw them together when their roles were still active.
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( He was in one-way butcher territory. )
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Exactors dealt out punishments. Executioner is probably pretty self-explanatory.
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( Don't overthink that. )
So, publicly, you were exacting and executing.
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[ she sighs, cupping the cereal in front of her and eating out of it as she thinks. ]
You said it was personal with Castiel. How many people would know about how personal? Have you pissed anyone off since getting here?
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( They each had something to work through. )