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the last few months had been an adjustment, but emma finally felt like she was getting herself settled and in a life that had nothing to do with her actual life. she was in a small town in texas, just outside of dallas and had a small shitty apartment -- but it was enough, it was a path she was able to choose for herself and after making it out of purgatory she promised herself she wouldn’t ever do anything to land back in there. today was just like any other at the diner, she was in a good mood because tips were great tonight, she was already making enough this week to cover the month of rent which meant she would have more money than to just cover bills and food. she checked in on a few more tables before being notified she had a new customer to go get an order from so she went back, grabbed a glass of water to take to the table with her and as she approached the table the smile on her face fell and the glass of ice water in her hand did as well and shattered all over the ground. emma didn’t say anything, but there was terror written all over her face as her eyes locked with her fathers. “w-what are you doing here.” and there it went, the entire life she made was out the window and she was either going to be killed again or she had to run, pick a new place and start all over.

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dean was holding on to a paper thin thread, trying desperately to keep his head above water. but if anything, talking to her and hearing the softness in her voice was making things worse. it was making him feel guilty, and he wondered what had gotten into him to think, even in a drunken state, that calling lisa might be a good idea. it was a terrible idea. her being here was just so utterly wrong. he didn’t deserve her kindness. it was too much to ask. a deep sigh escaped his throat as he leaned over, his fingers tightly wrapped around the counter as he felt the crushing weight of the world was ( once again ) too much to bare on his broad shoulders. he didn’t have the strength to fight her when she said she was already on her way, not that night, he didn’t have it in himself. thoughts were racing through his mind, so fast, he could hardly finish thinking about one thing before the next entered his inner viewfield. a deep breath taken, lower lip trembling as he reminded himself to hold it together. dean didn’t know much to say in response to her words, because yes, he did know her. he did know her so well, it almost hurt to know her at all. maybe he should have asked to have his memory wiped too, but he knew he’d rather feel the pain of being able to remember her and their time together and the pain he had caused her as his own punishment, his own personal hell. it was what he deserved for his crimes. “no,” he was taken aback by the sound of his own voice for a moment, his eyebrows furrowed. “i never keep the door unlocked,” he explained, though he didn’t doubt she remembered that about him and the year they had spent together. dean took a few seconds to collect himself before he straightened up and walked up to the front door where he hesitated for a moment, still on the phone with her, before he unlocked the door and pulled it open.

lisa could feel her heart hammering away in her chest, she knew just by the tone in his voice exactly how broken he was feeling right now. things were messy between them to say the least, coming over didn’t mean she forgot about it all and had expectations that they would jump right back into being who they were a few years ago but she wasn’t going to let dean suffer alone with what he was feeling. even though it was only a few moments she was waiting at his door it felt like an eternity, her mind was racing and she knew she had to get inside and just be there for him whatever that entailed. of course, her memory was a little fuzzy still but she should have remembered how he kept the doors locked -- in his line of work he would be dumb not to. but the door opened and she looked up and into his light eyes, she could see the pain riddled all over his face and she sighed softly, worry written all over her face. lisa then hung up her phone and slipped it into her pocket, she didn’t even wait for an invitation into his house and she let herself slide past him and closed the door behind herself. “come here.” without a second thought she was wrapping her arms around him, pulling dean in for a tight hug and her brown hues closed over as she did. no matter how much time had passed, dean still had a huge pull on her and she knew that he always would. it was a position they both had been in, only the last time he came to her door in the same state of mind and she was going to be there just as she was the last time. lisa pulled back from the hug after a few long moments, but just enough to look at his face. “whatever you need, just let me know ok? to sit and talk, to take your mind off of things, say the word.” 

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katherine liked to think that she knew stefan, even better than he knew himself sometimes. and she liked to think that a part of him still cared about her. but the fact that she couldn’t look inside his mind to figure out the answers to all of the open questions she had was killing her sometimes. she was trying. all she could do was hope that he could see that, that he believed her and appreciated the efforts. his teasing words made her raise her eyebrows some, giving him a look, one of surprise and amusement. this, to her, was already a step into the right direction. one in which they were together again, like she had promised the night he had died in front of her eyes. “i like a lot of things. if you weren’t so hellbent on hating me, you would know that.” she stated, looking at him for a moment with intent. she was trying to prove to him that she cared. about him. his reaction to her words brought a small smile to her face and she nodded slightly, it giving her a glimmer of hope. hope that he could let her in again. hope that he could love her again. she entered the room after him and stood by as she watched him fill the bag - gentleman’s honor. “meh.” was all she had to say before she grabbed the bag from him and turned to head out. “let’s get out of here… i’m hungry.”

of course he was still hurt over elena, what happened was so fresh in his wounds and mind - there will still parts of him that wanted to kick damons ass, maybe snap his neck? something. but right now that was in the back of his mind, never would he have thought he would be interested in spending time with katherine but here he was doing just that and even having a good time. that was another adjustment he was going to have to be working on. “can you blame a guy for what i was left with over the last century?” he wasn’t throwing a dig at her, just being honest and he didn’t hate her but he wasn’t about to be fessing up to that just yet, but he wasn’t going to act like a dick either. her meh response mustered a small chuckle and he followed her out of the room, leaving it just as they found it sans a few blood bags. “where are we going then to eat? not exactly in the mood to go back home right now.” and would likely stay away for a few days or so.

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Zoey Deutch via carverzewski Instagram stories, 11/15/2021.

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ben looked up at his mother as he ate another spoon full of his favorite cereal, seemingly in a rush, mostly because he was so excited and just couldn’t wait to get going. he nodded eagerly at her suggestion, liking the idea of getting dean another cassette for his car. the retired hunter had long buried baby, the old impala sitting in the garage most days, but ben still loved driving around town or helping dean fix his car while listening to his cassettes. “yeah, if we can find one he doesn’t already own.” the young boy joked, a smirk on his face. he hoped that dean would like the gift, hoped it would make him happy, along with the other little surprises they had planned. that was all that he wanted, was to see his mom and dean happy. he just wanted to have a good time with them. “alright.” the brunet boy nodded as he continued to eat his breakfast, almost inhaling it. when his mother came back to join him again in the kitchen, ben glanced up at her. “i’m ready to go.” he stated as he picked up his bowl to chug the rest of the milk inside.

though things were different for dean, he was living an entirely new life with them, she didn’t want him to entirely throw the towel in on his old life which was part of why she thought of gifting him a cassette. maybe then he would be interested in using it more, but she also enjoyed when he and ben would take the car out for spins just to make sure she kept running. “you do have a good point there, maybe we’ll have to take a quick look at his collection before we head out?” dean did have an obscene amount of tapes for his car, but maybe she could get one that was a little more sentimental - the song that played in the bar the night they met all those years ago, because surely he didn’t have that. the brunette looked up at her son, a brow raised and a laugh fell from her lips. “hon, slow down. you are not a garbage disposal. we’ll have plenty of time to be home and ready by the time he gets back from the shop. but since you’re done, drop that in the dishwasher and we’ll head out, yeah?”

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she was so pretty. ben couldn’t help but look at her every now and again, just taking in her presence, the energy she was sending out. this girl could light up an entire room and she didn’t even seem to realize it. he let her have a look around while he awkwardly stood around at the door, scratching neck. when their eyes met, he offered a soft smile to her, then watched her go take a seat before he finally moved away from the door and sat down on his roommates bed. “you were?” he asked, raising an eyebrow as a light shade of pink appeared on the apples of his cheeks. damnit. if he had known that she was there, he would’ve tried a lot harder. “thanks.” he stated nonetheless, smiling at her. “uhm… i made a list of the ones we were talking about the other night…” he said as he got up to go grab it from this desk, handing it to her a moment later. “you choose. whatever you’re in the mood for. i know prison break can be a little… serious, i guess. so if you’d rather watch something funny, with less action… i don’t know.” he shrugged, just letting her have a look in case she didn’t remember all of them.

honestly, ben was adorable. that much had been clear ever since they had met and hung out. the different things he would do and say just made her crush on him grow. plus, his giant puppy eyes? she didn’t think she would ever grow tired of looking at them, they alone made her feel some sort of butterflies. adley nodded and smiled a little at his words. “i was, i was going to text you and tell you but i didn’t want to distract you before your game you know? pretty much figure that any home game the team has i will be there.” and she would, so long as some sort of school function didn’t get in the way of that. “that is a good point, prison break is at least third date material.” she said with a serious face, but it quickly softened to a joking one to show she was only teasing. but she would be interested on going on more dates with him. “what about.. this one.” after looking at the list she landed on big bang theory, it was funny and the shows were short so they could get through as many as they wanted through the evening. 

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how was it that his good intentions always led to terrible outcomes? maybe he was cursed. cursed to live a lonely life, cursed to live like this forever. the thought made his gut wrench. history kept repeating itself, and he just did not know why. what did they say? what is meant to be will be. but in what world was it okay to put the person you were meant for through hell? it didn’t make sense to him. he didn’t deserve her, or her time, or her attention. it wasn’t fair, dean knew that, even in the drunken state he was in. he wasn’t a fool. a man with a heart, struck down by his own destiny countless times, until it felt like he was on the ground with nowhere left to go. her words caught his attention, making his eyebrows lift slightly. dean shook his head violently, even though she couldn’t see him through the phone. “ no… no, you don’t have to. i can’t ask you too. “ he said as he closed his eyes for a moment. this was hurting him more than he could put into words… he wanted her here, hell, of course, he did. but it would be selfish to ask that of her and he could not allow himself to be selfish with her. not after everything he had done, he had been selfish enough. “ i’ll be fine… just- just say home, lisa. please. i don’t want to trouble you. “ he continued to say, even as she tried to assure him that he wasn’t in her hair. it didn’t feel right to him… he didn’t want her to feel responsible for him just because he had been stupid enough to call her out of all people. not a single cell in his body could seem to comprehend how she could be willing to come over to comfort him… she should’ve hung up, she should’ve run for the hills the second she saw him. none of this was right. the guilt that was eating him up inside grew stronger as he heard the soft tone in her voice, making his heart ache. every time she spoke, every time he looked at her, all those memories from years ago resurfaced and flooded his mind. “ don’t say that… “ he mumbled and shook his head. dean didn’t want her to forgive him, or even try to forgive him, not before he hadn‘t earned her forgiveness. “ you don’t have to say that. please, don’t. “ he said, voice progressively becoming quieter. “ don’t say it for my sake. “ shaking his head, he inhaled deeply, resting his elbow on the counter as he rubbed his forehead, the other hand still holding the phone up to his ear. she could not possibly believe the words coming out of her mouth… right? every fiber in her body must hate him for what he’d done… yet, here she was, reaching out a helping hand to him.

lisa wouldn’t go as far as to say she forgave him, no. but for the night she could put what happened between them aside and be there for him. it may have been some years since they had seen each other, but aside from sam she liked to think she knew him better than anyone else and especially when he was in a state like this. “it’s too late, i’m already in my car and driving there, dean.” whatever the future held or didn’t hold for them, that was another nights issue and likely one that would require a lot of beer for the both of them. but now she felt like she couldn’t get there fast enough, with each word she could hear the bass in his voice vanishing and she hadn’t heard him so vulnerable in so long. others may have thought she was out of her mind and maybe she was, but all she could do was keep thinking back to the first weekend she ever met him and the nice, sweet, funny guy - the man she had a years worth of life and memories with, with her son.. if nothing else she would stay long enough for him to fall asleep. “you should know me well enough to know i never say anything that i don’t mean, i don’t sugar coat things for anyones benefit.” besides ben. with that, she was turning down the block he lived on and she pulled up into the driveway and parked her car.  “is your door unlocked?” the brunette asked, climbing out of the car and held her hoodie a little closer to her frame because she was cold, even though she was approaching the door she didn’t hang up and she wasn’t going to until dean either told her it was open or answered the door himself. “i’m right outside.” she said softly, her hand reaching for the door to jiggle and see if it was by chance open.

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dean had acted on a whim. not even for a second had he thought that lisa would pick up the phone, or give him a chance to try to explain what had gotten into him that made him call her at this hour, let alone had he come up with an exit strategy. it wasn’t until he heard her voice on the other end of the line that he realized what he had done - not to a full extent but enough for it to make him sober up some. the corners of his mouth lifted just the tiniest bit for a second before his face fell, his heavy heart reminding him of the pain buried deep inside. he could hardly fake it these days. dean was hesitant to speak for a moment, silence lingering in the air for another moment or two before he broke it. “hi. it’s- it’s dean. i’m… so sorry. i know, i shouldn’t be calling you… i just… i don’t know. i’ve just been sitting here and thinking to myself- but that’s… that’s none of your concern. it shouldn’t be. i’m really sorry… it’s just been so hard to… to, i don’t know, do life on my own. but i- no, you know what? this… it doesn’t matter. it’s fine. i’m fine. guess i’m just having a moment… or a night. but you know what? nevermind. i’m gonna get outta your hair. i’m sorry. good night.” he didn’t even know what he was saying. he knew it was wrong, in so many ways. lisa owed him nothing, none of her time or attention or pity, yet here he was, thinking he could get just that, like he wasn’t to blame for screwing her and the kid over in the first place. she was just another person he had failed… like so many others. and now he was all alone, and maybe, just maybe, this is what dean winchester deserved. it was the alcohol clouding his judgement and making him ramble in his drunken state of mind, which wasn’t an excuse but he couldn’t seem to stop the words from falling out and before he knew it, there were tears. “i just… god, i’m so sorry. i’m sorry for what i did to you and ben. it wasn’t fair… i know that, okay? i know. you think it hasn’t eaten away at me? fuck, it has. all this time, knowing i- i’m sorry. i fucked up. i always do… that’s just who i am.”

at first the silence confused her, maybe it had been a pocket dial? she furrowed her brows as she lay there, wondering if she should hang up and then when she heard dean at the other end of the phone, lisa was surprised that it was actually him. quickly she sat up, her legs crossing over each other as she could hear it in his voice, the same torn up state he had been in when he came to her and ben that night. she wasn’t sure what to say at first because this wasn’t something easily fixed with just a few words, last time it took.. time. all she could do was be there for him and the thought came to her mind, it was muscle memory and in that moment she didn’t care what had happened between them because all she wanted was to be there for dean. “i’m coming over.” lisa finally spoke again after her initial answering of the phone, she got out of bed but continued to listen to him while changing from pajamas and into a pair of jeans and a hoodie. “dean you’re not in my hair, it’s alright.” she assured him, she could feel herself grow saddened for him just hearing it, she didn’t want him to feel like this but she knew what it meant, it had to have meant sam was gone.. again.  quickly she put on a pair of socks and shoes, tossed her hair in a loose ponytail and grabbed her car keys and wallet, nothing more before she headed out to her car. lisa was just getting in the car, the ignition turned on and phone placed on the gps mount in her car with him on speaker as he poured out his apology, it stopped her in her tracks and she sat a moment unsure of what to say. a part of her was still hurt, yes and she still wished he had done things differently but she cared about him and deep down she knew she loved him, so hearing the pain in his voice broke her heart. “dean..” she said softly, wetting her lips before she spoke. “you are more than the mistakes you make, please know that.” that was something lisa truly believed, everyone makes mistakes and if they tried to atone or show true empathy for them? that was where the persons character showed. finally she buckled in and began the route to his house, 

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his eyebrows rose as his gaze fell on her open textbook before she moved to stuff it into her backpack along with the rest of her stuff. “future doctor, huh? sounds like a lot of work. i, myself, could never… i don’t know. i’m not good with studying and stuff, not my thing… but my brother over there…” he pointed over his shoulder at sam, eyes glancing back at the younger brother. “he’s a bit of a nerd, yeah. he’ll spend all night crammin’, head buried in books, he may not look like it, but the kid will surprise you…” he told her, a little bit of pride in his voice, even though he would not be caught dead admitting to his brother that he felt some sort of respect for him for deciding to go his own way, for being the smarter one of the two. “why, thanks. it’s been great so far, and i mean, i already met you. so far, i’m far from disappointed.” one corner of his mouth lifted, the usual, charming smile settling on his face as he locked eyes with her, leaning against the counter. his mouth twitched slightly, a nod following. “those parties… they’re open to the public? say… me and my brother want to come for a good time, we’re not gonna have to know the secret password?” parties, drunk teens and adults, it was the perfect opportunity to start asking questions.

elena nodded, she got that. a lot of her friends hadn’t understood it, most of them went on with different paths that didn’t require as much schooling, the only other friend in school was caroline.  “kind of following in my dads footsteps, he was a doctor.” her own personal way of being close to greyson, just like writing in her journals was an homage to miranda. elenas eyes traveled to where dean pointed, his brother not paying attention, his head down either reading or eating she couldn’t quite tell. her attention fell back on dean  “i think that’s kind of the general rule for people, everyone has a certain level of surprise in them. what they do with that is up to them. but it’s nice you think so high of your brother, oldest sibling i’m assuming?” she asked, hearing the pride she could relate to. “i have a little brother too, he’s a little shit but he’s also extremely artistically talented.”  she mused, grabbing her beer and taking a drink before looking back over when he spoke again. “yeah of course, no one there really cares everyone is super lax. if anyone asks just say you you me, my friend caroline and i are throwing it in our dorm hall.”  she paused, grabbing a sheet of paper and scribbling down the address and dorm center she was in. 

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looking down at himself when she returned the compliment, ben’s nose squished up a little before a small smile spread across his face. “oh, thank you… it’s, uh… thank you.” he couldn’t help the stuttering. as much as it made him want to kick himself because he thought it was embarrassing, and he could feel the heat rising to his cheeks, there was something about this girl that made him feel so nervous. he couldn’t explain it, didn’t understand it either. this had never happened to him before. moving aside, he let her walk into his dorm room before he closed the door and then turned to face her. “really? that’s great! i- thanks. i’m glad you do.” the corner of his mouth lifted slightly, a sense of pride spreading throughout his body, making him feel a bit more confident as he realized the work he had put in to make his room look nice and clean had paid off. “uh… you can sit down if you want… anywhere, really… wherever you want. just… make yourself at home.”

“don’t mention it.” she mused, her fingers linked together as she was fully entered in his dorm. her eyes moved from the walls and the decor on it before falling back to ben. adley was glad they planned this, she had been looking forward to it since they made the plans. hearing his words she nodded her head, the brunette moved to take a seat and made herself comfortable, one leg crossing over the other. “i was at the game the other day with my friends by the way, your team did good, you did good.” she rambled a little, her cheeks go a slightly light shade of pink for a moment before placing her hands in her lap. “so, which show are we watching?” she asked curiously.

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considering she wasn’t the most popular girl at school right now, josie didn’t know if it was such a good idea for her to show the intern around… even if it posed as a welcome distraction and missing class this morning didn’t sound so bad. part of her was worried of what the other kids would think of her, if maybe it would make things worse by making it seem like she was too much of a coward to face them, or like she didn’t care enough to own up to her mistakes, while the other part of her wanted nothing rather than to not have to face the other students for another hour or two. for a minute or two, josie was quiet, trying to weigh her options, bottom lip pulled between her teeth as she stood there. when she looked up again, her eyes fell on the brunet boy for just a moment before they found her mother’s and she nodded, putting on a brave face. “sure. if you think it’s okay for me to miss class… mom.” there was a teasing tone to her voice, a small smile playing across her lips. “c’mon.” she then turned to face stiles, nodding towards him as she adjusted the straps of her backpack.

stiles was good at reading between the lines, it was who he was. he had to specialize in it when he was doing stuff for scott and the pack so he could tell that there was something going on between the headmistress and her daughter. he pursed his lips, waving a hand. “i can find my own way around, it’s cool - i like exploring places. maybe a little too much my dad would say, but that’s besdies the point.” he went on, cutting himself off then, he didn’t want to burden josie if she was busy or had other things on her plate. once the two were done talking stiles thanked josie’s mom and followed then behind the other and he glanced around. “sorry you got stuck showing the intern around, i know that can bite. you can bail at anytime and i’ll just tell your mom i was the one who wondered off.” he offered, eyes focused on the witch who he now walked beside. 

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krissy was well aware she was being unnecessarily rude, but then again, she didn’t plan on becoming friends with the guy. all she wanted to do at this point was get into her car and skip town to start working the next case elsewhere and forget about this whole incident. after all, seeing foster again after their drunken night spent together had not been part of the plan. then again, very little went according to plan in life, krissy knew that. a scoff passed her lips at his words, making her fold her arms across her chest as she leaned against the side of her car. though when he mentioned the case she had been looking into, the brunette raised her eyebrows, studying him. “what? are you going to steal another case from me?” shaking her head, she pushed herself off the car and straightened up. “chances are big, but don’t worry, i can do this one by myself. no need for you to tag along. try saving lives elsewhere.”

foster watched her, she was cold as ice, a lot like elsa. his head cocked to the side as she went on, a cocky smirk was etched on his features as he nodded and went along with what she was saying. “can’t steal a case i already knew about, princess. plus don’t you know by now nothing in this world is ever really yours? come on now.” he said, shaking his head as he looked her over. “like i said, my little brothers got it covered. i’m free to roam wherever help is needed.” once she straightened from her own car, foster leaned over and opened her door for her. “admit it, you don’t want me there so. don’t distract you.” he teased, taking a step back. “don’t worry, i’m not gonna go to the same town as you. but i wouldn’t be surprised if our paths crossed again in the future.” 

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elodie knew she had to be careful still. the fact that she had left had not exactly been the kind of decision the coven would approve of. but she could hardly say no to clay when he proposed a night of fun and laughter to her. it had been too long, and she had never been one to miss the nola festivities. she had missed this, missed living, and missed spending time with her closest friend. “oh, i’m ready, fell. i was born ready. you better be ready.” she teased back, a smile on her face when he nudged her, making her chuckle some. glancing up at him, the brunette lifted her eyebrows slightly, her mouth twitching as she gave a small nod. “psychology? cool. i can’t wait to meet her.” elodie was curious to see who this cousin was, what she was like. while part of her was glad he had found someone to talk to while she was gone, the other part worried, wondering how much this cousin knew about the town they were living in. “did she grow up here?” the witch asked then, looking up at her much taller friend. her eyes moved to the food carts on the road when clay spoke up, brushing some of her hair behind her ear. “oh, hell yeah. you know, i’ll never say no to food. besides, i can’t party on an empty stomach. you know that.”

clay lead the way down the streets, making sure elodie was still beside him he chuckled then at her words. “don’t worry, i’m good. it’s been a while since i’ve been to one of these so i think we both have some time to make up for.” he said honestly, looking down at her, every so lightly nudging her. “i think you’ll like her.” he said, well he hoped anyway because they were the only two people he really had in his life right now. “nah she is from chicago, i guess her mom moved away after she was eighteen and then had a life and then cami and her twin brother.” but he didn’t go further on that, when he found out sean had suffered the same fate that clays father did? he hoped it was only a coincidence and not a mcconnell curse. “she came back for school apparently, she got accepted to a graduate program here.” he explained, looking around at all of the people having fun, all the food that set off different aromas and the jazz music filling the air. “what will it be then? traditional crawfish, some gumbo or are you feeling something specific?” 

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the smile on her face grew wider as he offered to give her a private magic show and she chuckled, nodding her head some. “ i’d like that. “ josie said and licked her lips before the corners of her mouth quirked upwards into a smile again. it almost sounded to her like he was speaking of a second date, and it made her feel hopeful that there would be one. she really wanted to see him again like this, just spending time with landon was enough to make her happy. after looking at him for a moment, josie too went back to eating more of the food when he did. her suspicion was confirmed when he opened his mouth again and she looked up to meet his eyes, swallowing her last bite quickly before she smiled and nodded. “ yeah, me too. i’d love to do this again. “ she agreed, her heart beating faster because this appeared to be reciprocal and she hadn’t had that in a long time.

right now? landon was feeling the way he did when anakin became one with the force on star wars, when she agreed to wanting to have another date he felt like he could burst with excitement. instead he smiled, a pretty big smile and sipped some of the drink he had, eyes shifting from josie for just a moment. their date wasn’t even near over and he had already managed to ask her on a second one? he hadn’t even meant to jump the gun so quickly but his brain stopped working when he was around josie and he was operating on autopilot. “next time you decide. anything you want to do, say the word and we’ll go do it.” while he enjoyed surprising her, landon still wanted to do things that she liked to do, with her.

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looking him over, katherine could tell that he seemed to believe her. maybe not completely, but part of him sure did, she was sure of it. it made her smile a little, knowing he didn’t appear to doubt her as much as he used to. things felt more like they did in 1864 when they had first met. which was what she wanted, she wanted to get back to that, get the stefan back who used to look at her like she was the most precious being he had ever come across in his life, the man who used to compare her to an angel. “ what? bunnies are cute. “ the brunette shrugged, glancing up at him. “ well, as much as i hate that damon got you to do this… i’m… glad you’re trying to get… comfortable with human blood. and i’ll be here to make sure you don’t go off the deep end. “ she chose her words carefully, didn’t want to offend him. but she also meant it. she knew damon had his own selfish reasons to make stefan return to feeding on human blood, but some sort of tolerance would be good for him. a disapproving sound fell from her lips when he talked about caroline. maybe it was her own stubbornness she didn’t want to agree with him. maybe caroline wasn’t all bad, but katherine wasn’t going to admit that. not to him. she watched him as he stepped forward as they were approached by someone, her mouth twitching slightly. “ not bad. “ she commented and continued walking when he did after the person stepped out of their way.

his mind was all over the place, part of him wondered if he was a masochist maybe that was why he originally went after elena because she looked like katherine and he then fell for elena, only for katherine to be the one trying to help him feel less shitty? it hurt his head too much to think about so instead stefan decided he was gong to do things task by task. now to get the blood, then he would worry about whatever came next when it happened. “ladies and gentlemen she likes bunnies, the horror. imagine if anyone ever knew.” stefan teased, he showed it with the tone in which he spoke. as much as he would usually hate to admit it, there were parts of katherine that had been soft, parts that made him fall in love with her when he was a human. her offer surprised him a little, he hadn’t counted on her wanting to help him keep control rather than spinning out and indulging his darker nature, the younger vampire nodded his head but the appreciation was clear. finally they got to the storage room that probably would have been cold had they been human, he opened the duffle bag and filled it with about ten bags - just so he didn’t have to come back so soon. “come on, caroline is nice, she’s a good friend.” 

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theirgrief​:

jesse wasn’t sure there was much he wanted to share with her. truthfully, he had  not opened up to another person in years, he barely remembered what it was like to be open and honest with someone. but even if he chose to keep to himself, he could still just listen to her, or they could talk about anything else other than their tragic lives and he could still have a good time. first time in years, actually. every day looked the same these days, he got up, got to work, spent his time here, went to sleep - repeat. he made a sound at her comment which almost sounded like a chuckle, his shoulder lifting slightly. “ okay, perfect. “ the brunet nodded as he continued with his work, cleaning up here and there or taking back empty glasses and bottles, refilling drinks. he hummed in response to her words, nodding some. “ never tried it myself, actually. “ he admitted to her as he looked up to meet her eyes. he had never gotten around to it, or perhaps he hadn’t cared enough. after a while, everything just seemed… meaningless to the male.

“seriously? so i’m the one who is taking a local to a sweet spot. what are the odds.” the amazon smirked, then she gave him a wink before scooting out of her seat and drinking a bit more of her beer. while jesse was working, emma moved to a spot not too far off from the bar, she grabbed the darts and began to throw at the bullseye. honestly it was sad how easy it was for her though she figured most of that had to do with her special little abilities as each one hit right around each other. all the same though a triumphant smile pulled on her lips, her bright whites flashing as she did. finishing up both her bottle of beer and her game, emma moved back to the stool she had been on, paying attention to the photos and posters displayed throughout so she didn’t bother him while he was working, she also didn’t want to get past tipsy if she was going to be going out after this so she didn’t ask for another drink either.

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theirgrief​:

the last thing he wanted was to talk about his life and everything that had happened since they had last seen each other. he thought it couldn’t get worse when he showed up on her doorstep years ago after losing sam, now here he was, years later and somehow his life was even more screwed up then before, and once again he felt like he was drowning and screaming to help, but this time there was no one around to pull him out of the water and he had to save himself. his brows drew together slightly at her words and he shook his head, lips pressed together tightly to create a thin line. “ no, he’s not. “ things between him and sam had changed, especially with dean bringing back benny from purgatory. sam didn’t trust him, dean knew that, not even despite his constant attempts at reassuring him that benny was a good guy. dean was sure it had to do with his own attitude towards sam’s monster friends years ago, the younger brother was biased, maybe he was still mad at dean, who knew, but dean was sure that there was more to it and once again, it was his own damn fault for trusting a vampire too much, and his own brother not enough. he didn’t know if lisa remembered sam at all, or where this was coming from. maybe she was blaming sam for making dean leave them, maybe that’s where her concern came from. though, her words proved him wrong and dean gave a smal+l nod to show her that he understood where she was coming from. “ he’s not… he’s not going to be there when we go to talk to ben. “ he clarified, dean didn’t want that if he were to be honest. his brother, even if it hadn’t been his fault entirely, but he had ruined this for him before. and the way he was acting right now, he really didn’t need sam to get in the midst of this and make things even more complicated. not when his life was already so hard. he then looked at her, listening to the information she was sharing with him on the case. “ that’s what i got. and this… “ he motioned for her to come over as he stepped towards the fireplace to show her something - it was sulfur.

it was clear that time had given both of them a lot of change. they both were harder, rougher around the edges and she had only been doing this for a couple of years and here dean was doing it for most of his life. still, she couldn’t shake the bits of anger she held onto all these years. for the sake of their son though and the case they both seemed to be working she would contain it, at least for now. lisa was thinking of all the different ways ben could act, she wasn’t entirely sure how this would go - the only thing she knew was that it was likely going to take a while, there was so much to explain to ben. when he reassured her that sam wouldn’t be there with them and ben she nodded, she was glad because she knew that she had a bit of blame toward sam for how things happened she wasn’t sure how ben would react with another person there even if it was his uncle. “ok good.” she said finally, finding it strange how in such a short amount of time they had gone on such a rollercoaster of emotions. however she focused more then when dean answered her question, she walked across the hardwood floor and over to where he was. “of course it’s demons.” she hated those fucking things, a sigh passing her lips as she stood up straight. “i’ll go check the bedrooms and see if i can find anything.”