Acacia Sage

The Road Less Traveled

I understand. Take your time. :)

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Dean frowned, suddenly not feeling so confident in his own sight. "I...never mind." He wasn't going to push it. It was probably just the lack of sleep getting to him anyway. Dean hardly ever slept anymore. Even if he wanted to, when he tried, it was hard. He kept seeing things,remembering flashes that he just wanted to forget.

Grace gave him a look. Dean was staring off into the distance and maybe this hadn't actually been a joke because now he was being pretty serious about it. It wasn't that he hadn't been serious before. It was just that now he seemed even more so. "Are you okay?" She asked him lightly.

Dean shrugged. "Yeah." He stood suddenly, setting his cup of coffee down and standing. "I'm gonna go get some air."

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Castiel landed beside his sister, his face pulled into a frown. "What are you doing?" He asked. He took a seat next to her. "You have to be more careful. Someone could see your wings." He stared hard at his sister. She had always been a bit of a rebel, leaving Heaven whenever she pleased so that she could go and see the humans.

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Bump. :)

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Was Castiel going to know about her or not?

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Grace looked at Sam strangely and then at Dean who had, apparently, not seen anything. He crazy gestured towards Sam. Grace had to stifle her laugh. "I didn't see anything," she told him, frowning. Then her face lit up into a smile as realization hit her. Oh, of course. Dean and Sam had been nit picking at each other a lot lately, always trying to one up the other with jokes and pranks. She could see where Sam was going with this. He hadn't actually seen anything, but if he acted freaked out enough Dean might start to freak out too. She jabbed Sam in the side and gave him a little nod. "Oh, wait. You meant that girl. Right. Yeah, I thought I saw something strange."

Now Dean was staring at her. He shook his head and took a sip of coffee. He honestly had no idea what either of them was talking about. It was best not to get too into it, though. Those two were always up to something. He just wanted to eat and drink coffee and find another hunt. They were stuck in some tiny town between jobs and he was itching to get out. "Whatever," he told them.

The Road Less Traveled

Maybe stilettos and a dress hadn't been the way to go. Anna was regretting her fashion choice as she wobbled across the tumbled stones and gunky mud. The heels of her Jimmy Choos sunk into the ground and she let out a little disgusted cry. She wrapped her arms around herself and shivered slightly. They'd been coming up from Florida and it had been really warm there. Logically, she'd known that it would be colder up north, but she just hadn't been in the mindset to really think about it. Besides, dresses made her feel pretty and if she was going to be crammed into a car for hours and hours she needed something going for her.

"Why didn't you tell me to bring a jacket?" She bitched at her much more correctly dressed friend. She stumbled her way through to mud, trying not to be upset about the amount of mud caking her supremely expensive shoes. She caught sight of Bobby and shot him a wave. "Hey, Bobby."

The older man gave her a strange look. "What the hell are you wearing?" He wanted to know. There was a scolding tone in his voice and Anna had to fight the urge to roll her eyes. "You do know it's October, don't you?"

Anna didn't bother responding. The sight of a warm, inviting house beckoned her forward. She moved as fast as her shoes would allow her to so. She was so focused on finding comfort that she didn't see the person in front of her until it was too late. She smacked face first into a hard wall of muscle and went tumbling back. She managed to right herself just before she hit the ground. "Shit!" She hissed. Her heel had scraped against the ground and now there was a huge scratch in the side of it.

She looked up at the person she'd smacked into and came face to face with a huge, tall, muscled guy. He appeared to be about her age with long-ish brown hair and expressive eyes deep set within his face. He had high cheek bones and held himself like he was a little unsure of her. She scowled at him. "'Scuse you!" She snapped, huffing as she brushed passed him. All she could think about was checking out the damage to her shoe.

She brushed passed another man who let out an indignant cry, but she hardly noticed. "I'm taking a bath! Don't bother me!"

Dean watched the short, pretty blonde woman stomp up the steps. Once she had disappeared from view, he turned to look out the door. Three heads were staring into the house, Bobby's exasperated. He shook his head and beckoned Dean over with a hand.

"Dean," he said. "Come here." He smiled at Rhiannon and gestured to the two boys. "These are Sam and Dean Winchester. They're staying a while."

The Road Less Traveled

Don't worry about it. :) It's all about getting started.

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Okay. Well, I plan on having Grace know Sam and Dean, as obvious by my first post. :)

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Dean had been staring down at the menu in his hands. Sure, he'd come in here for coffee originally. But they had so much stuff! Now he was kind of craving maybe a cupcake or a cookie or pie. He looked up at his brother's frantic voice. He followed Sam's gaze and frowned. He saw a girl, tall, blonde, super pretty sitting at a table in the corner. He looked back at Sam just to make sure that they were looking at the same person. Apparently they were. He gave his brother a strange look. "Uh, you okay there, Sammy?" He asked, his voice laced with laughter.

Grace hurried back over to the table, three steaming cups of coffee in her hands. "Here you go, guys." She set one down in front of Sam, one in front of Dean, and one in front of her. She took in the rich scent as she plopped down beside the youngest Winchester brother. "Hey," she said, noticing that neither brother was looking at her. "What are we staring at?"

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Cool! I like having ooc threads.