Dec 15, 2020
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Can I be tagged in the la petite series?
You’re added! :)
La Petite Mort
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C) Keep calling Sam
Noting the growing panic on your husband’s face, you walked over to him and grabbed his phone from his hands. “Dean, I’m sure Sam’s fine. Let’s just keep calling him.”
You pressed the speed dialed for Sam, again, growing a little worried when he failed to answer again. It wasn’t like Sam not to pick up, especially in your line of work. You saw Dean begin to pace nervously out of the corner of your eye as you dialed Sam’s number for the 3rd time that night.
“Valerie, something’s wrong, I can feel it. Damn it!” he yelled, sweeping his hand across the table, sending papers flying to the floor. “Why didn’t we answer when he called?!”
“Dean, we’ll reach him, okay, but you can’t start freaking out. Blaming yourself isn’t going to help Sam.”
He dropped his eyes to yours, and your heart broke at the fear that lay there. “Valerie, what if it got him?”
“Hey, this is Sam we’re talking about he’ll be fine.” You looked around, grabbing the keys from the floor where they had fallen. “Come on, let’s go find him. It’s not too late.”
“God, I hope not,” he prayed, taking the keys from you and making his way out the door.
You were going to find Sam, no matter what.
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B) ignore it and kiss Dean lmaooo��
“That can wait,” you said, laughing as you silenced your phone and leaned in to kiss Dean, his arms circling around you to pull you tight against him with a growl. You giggled again, running your hands down his chest to his belt buckle. You tugged at it, pulling him even closer towards you, backing up until your knees hit the bed. “Oh, we definitely needed this break,” you mumbled, running your tongue along your lower lip.
“Damn straight,” he moaned, lifting you up and placing you down on the bed, gently with just a hint of roughness.
You started to pull the shirt over his shoulders when Dean’s phone rang, breaking your concentration. “Well, that’s a little odd,” you said, pushing Dean away. “Now your phone’s ringing. You think it’s related to mine?”
Dean groaned. “I guess I have to check.” He slowly pulled himself off of you and walked over to where his phone was laying, his eyes widening ever so slightly when he saw the caller ID. “It was Sammy. I’ll call him back.”
He picked up the phone and speed dialed Sam’s number, but it went straight to voicemail.
What do you do?
A) Drive back to the administrative office to check on him
B) Assume it’s fine and wait for him to call back
C) Keep calling Sam
This is your final choice for the week. Tune in for the exciting conclusion to see how your story ends!
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C) Head back to the motel with to strategize for tonight��
You turned to Dean. “Let’s head back to the motel and strategize before the party.”
He grinned and wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. “Oh, strategize. Is that what we’re calling it these days?”
“Oh, God,” Sam groaned, rolling his eyes. “Must you?”
“Yeah, Sammy, I must. Trust me, when you get a smoking hot wife, you’ll be thinking about the same thing.”
You laughed and playfully hit Dean’s arm. “Stop it. I really meant strategize and you know it. We need a plan for how we’re going to approach this party. It’s a golden opportunity to find the person responsible for the deaths.”
“Okay, okay,” Dean nodded. “Let’s go.”
He led the way to the Impala and quickly drove back to the motel, where the two of you made your way to your room. “So, how should we handle this? Should we divide and conquer or tackle the room together?”
You waited, but Dean didn’t answer, so you turned around to find him leaning against the door, smiling at you. “What...” you asked suspiciously.
“Nothing. Just admiring my beautiful wife.”
“Dean...” you blushed, looking down. “Come on, stop it.”
He shook his head and moved towards you, putting his hands on your hips. “Nuh uh...Now, let’s take a break. We’ll have plenty of time for strategizing later.”
You smiled and leaned up to kiss him, but you were interrupted by your phone ringing. What do you do?
A) Answer it
B) Ignore it and kiss Dean
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A) A witch
“It must be a witch,” Dean said. “With all their stupid bodily fluids, they’re the only ones powerful enough, and creepy enough, to make the deaths look natural.”
You nodded and patted his shoulder sympathetically as a shudder passed through him. “That makes sense. There’s a good chance that it’s witches. It definitely fits their M.O. Now, we just have to find the witch.”
Sam nodded. “Okay, let’s get going. Ashton’s about 3 hours away, so, if we leave right now, we should make it by nightfall. Witches here we come.”
After a night in a cheap motel room just outside of the university, you and Dean headed to the admissions office, where Sam was waiting, having arrived an hour earlier to lay the groundwork.
“Hello, Mr...uh...Seger,” you said as you read Sam’s name tag, smiling softly at the alias he had chosen. “We’re Professors Page and Jones...”
“Yes,” Sam said loudly so everyone could hear. “The visiting professors from St. Thomas. We’re very happy to have you here.”
Dean smiled and dropped his voice to a whisper only the three of you could hear. “Smooth, Sammy, real smooth.”
“Shut up,” he whispered back before raising his voice again. “I have your class schedules right here, and the other professors have suggested a little get together this evening so you’ll get a chance to meet everyone.”
“Well that’s lucky,” you laughed.
What do you do next?
A) Go meet some students
B) Go try to meet some of the other professors early
C) Head back to the motel with Dean to strategize for tonight
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B) a professor❤
You draped your arm across your husband’s lap and smiled at him. “A professor, and so are you. We can’t pass as students without going back in time about 10 years, so we should do what looks most inconspicuous.”
Dean grinned and put his hand on yours, squeezing softly. “Okay. As long as I don’t have to be a gym teacher again.”
“Aw, but I love those shorts,” you pleaded, laughing when a look of horror came over his face. “No, you don’t have to do gym. You can say you’re the new car mechanics professor.”
“Sweet!” he yelled, his eyes lighting up. He turned to Sammy and smiled. “Maybe you can be professor of rabbit food or boring ancient stuff no one cares about.”
“Haha, very funny,” he groaned, but you caught him smile. “I was thinking of going undercover in the administration. Make sure you two don’t run into any problems.”
“Good idea,” you said, nodding. “When we get there, you can get us some classes to teach so we won’t raise any suspicions when we’re talking to the other professors or the students. Now, the real question is, what are we looking for? What could be causing 3 natural looking deaths in a week?”
A) Witch
B) Demon
C) Shtriga