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Your character finds mine in the alley, beating someone to death with their bare hands in a crazed state - stop them.
LMAO. I feel like I'm trying to be the 'cool mom' in the SPN fandom.
I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing. Probably bad if you knew all the details but IDGAF. I was here when Dean was first dating Cassie. Meaning I have so many seasons to catch up on. Maybe not ~so many~ But .5 of 8 and the rest of season 9. Idk. Supernatural just changed after season 5. I'm rewatching it all now and I just feel old and pushed away by most in this fandom. I don't know if it's because I rp Becky or what. I'd rather be playing Dean but I'd feel like shit because I'm not caught up to date. My ramblings for the day. ZACHARIAH JUST TOLD ME DEAN AND SAM WERE EROTICALLY CODEPENDENT ON EACH OTHER. This is why I shouldn't rewatch tv shows because I scream at things I've already screamed at.
An eyebrow quirked, but no immediate response was given, fingers combing through messy shoulder-length hair. ”Ah, you’re welcome.”
The corners of Becky's mouth turned up slightly. Sam was being civil. " -- Thanks for uh, being nice." She said awkwardly. "And don't worry about saying you're welcome. I really don't deserve it."
"Are you serious." [hello!]
”No.” Becky said with a smirk and then it quickly faded. “Okay, yeah, I’m serious. I just — ” The girl shrugged and then looked at Campbell. “So, you’re not Dean Winchester?”
"Um, no. Not really. Sorry, I guess. That’s—that’s not gonna be a problem is it?"
" -- No. I don't tihnk so." Becky gave him a questioning look. "His meatsuit? Or just something off brand?"
”I don’t doubt it.”
"You don't?" Becky was surprised but it also made her question him, but not aloud. "Uh -- Thanks? Thanks Sam." She said with a small smile.
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Becky had always read about danger. Sam and Dean were always in danger. It was either a racist truck, a demon, or some kind of creature trying to gank them. Becky always thought she wanted to be in the center of danger but this? This was real danger. Becky wanted to pick at the tiny thread on the back seat of the Impala but she knew Dean would kill her if it came unraveled. Their time together had already been tension filled. Mostly because Becky tried to tell them what she knew about it and Dean didn't want to hear all the fun details. "You're staying here." Dean said as he shut the car off. "The hell if I am -- you two idiots are going to say y e s to the Devil, Lucifer, the El Diablo, the guy downstairs because you think you have this slim chance?" Becky asked Dean, sitting forwards, trying to show her eagerness. "I said no." Dean huffed. "We're babysitting you because angels can't find us -- you on the other hand?" Dean shook his head before getting out of the car. "Sam?" Becky said turning towards him. She wanted to curl into a tiny ball and be carried in his pocket. She wanted to keep him safe but she knew it was useless. She was useless. Expect to the angels who wanted her to bribe information out of. Perks of Dating Chuck Shurley 101 by Becky Rosen. "I know, me, Becky Rosen, would never be able to change your mind but -- p l e a s e, I beg you, be careful. You're smart. You know what you're doing." Becky said gently. Sitting in this car while the two people she cared about were throwing themselves at Lucifer's feet. Becky was helpless. She never knew why she thought she'd be helpful in a situation for the Winchesters. The pair had Sam and she was just another nerdy person who could research on the computer.
He wasn’t about to just jump on Becky’s word, but, he didn’t really have all that much of choice. He had to take what he could get at this point in time. “Good. Just don’t think about it too much. Over-thinking will mess you up every single time.”
"Like I said, I've got this." Becky gave him another smile but by reading his face she could tell it wasn't going to help. "Just -- I'll be back." She said getting out of the car and heading into the police station. After about twenty minutes she came back out. "A piece of cake, honestly."
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Becky felt actual fear for the first time in life as she leaned down, putting her hands on Dean's wounds and she could feel the warmness of his blood on her hands. She backed off slightly when he tried to sit up. Go? He couldn't be serious could he? Whether what she read was fictional or not -- she cared. "No." She wasn't really expecting this to happen; especially Dean of all people. He was always the symbol of rebellion, strength, and defying death. See him like this made tears pool in her eyes and she could feel panic rising in her throat. Becky wanted to talk or at the very least say something reassuring but how? How could she form words that he'd actually believe. "I'm not leaving you, Dean." Her wording was strong and she meant it. Besides, what else did she have besides the Winchesters? Her books? Still the Winchesters and letting the real thing die? No way in Hell was that going to happen. "Look, I can get you out of here. Trust me." She pleaded. "Or else you're going to die."
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