chicago ♔ subscribe me not to darkness

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♬ To Darkness - Mumford and Sons

WHO || Buffy Summers, Sam Winchester, Robin Wood [closed]
WHAT || Buffy accompanies Sam to Chicago, seeking answers about Dean's past... and the fate of the version of Sam from this world
WHERE || Chicago, USA
WHEN || Late-October [back-dated]
HOW || Actionspam

Sam Winchester has not a very easy time of this world.  

Most of the reasons for which, it seems, can be traced back to the fact that there was another Sam Winchester native to this dimension.  One who somehow managed to alienate his brother Dean to the point where he almost murdered Sam on sight, and it's been a very slow, uphill battle ever since to get Dean to say more than two non-hostile words in a row to him.

An uphill battle that's going too slowly for Sam's taste.  

Upon googling his own name and doing some research in hunter circles, he learned more and more disturbing facts - including the fact that he and Dean from this world were held responsible for the deaths of Jo & Ellen Harvelle, and Bobby Singer.  Distraught by what he'd learned, he shared the facts with his new friend, Buffy, who agreed to travel with him to Chicago tracing down one of the only leads they have on finding out more about what happened, since Dean doesn't seem inclined to share.

And so off they go to Chicago - home to some of Buffy's own demons - to check out the Hunter's bar run by Robin Wood.

Comments

[familybusiness]

[His mouth opens and then closes before he shakes his head.]

Would you believe me if I said I didn't...mean it like that?

[HE REALLY DIDN'T!? .....Not consciously, anyway...]

[astrayed]

[ she reaches over to grab the pool cue leaning against the bar and plants it between her legs, leaning on it. ] Maybe. Must be those honest eyes.

[familybusiness]

[Honest eyes, eh? Maybe he can get some answers if she believes him.]

I really did come here looking for information, okay. I'm dealing with...amnesia of a sort.

[He gestures toward the door, where those other two had left.]

They didn't seem too keen on talking, though.

[astrayed]

[ she smirks at that and twirls the cue in hand, pressing herself nearer to the edge of the pool table so that she's leaning closer. ] See now me? I love talking.

Maybe somewhere not everyone can hear. Sam. [ she utters the name with a saucy wink, and jerks her head towards the door. ]

[familybusiness]

[He should probably think about this a little harder but he...

...doesn't. Instead he just nods, assumes Buffy is asking her own questions to the bartender in the back, and nods.

Fair enough.

He gestures for her to go ahead, that he'll follow, and he shoots Buffy a text as he's following her out the door.

Following a lead. Back soon. Everything okay?]

[astrayed]

Telling your girlfriend not to wait up?

[familybusiness]

A friend of mine came out here with me. I wouldn't want them to panic when I'm not where I used to be.

[astrayed]

Serves her right for not keeping better tabs on you. But that's sweet. [ she pushes open the door with her ass, looking back up at him with that ever-present smile. ] Wonder if that's your only flavor.

[familybusiness]

[He never said anything about it being a she, so he'll just assume that she was already in the bar before Buffy went out the back door.

Makes enough sense, right? (wisdom crit fail? idk ok)]

Let's just say she can be scary when she wants to be.

[So yeah, it's less about being sweet and more about not wanting her to kick anyone's ass looking for him.]

[astrayed]

Don't worry, Sam. [ she tosses him a wink as they head out into the cold night air ] I'll protect you.

[familybusiness]

[He chuckles, as if she's clearly making a joke.]

When it comes to her? I'd probably be the one protecting you.

[Follows after her casually. So trusting. Very pleased with this turn of events. Clearly, nothing could possibly go wrong with splitting the party over even greater distance.]

[astrayed]

[ more laughter, and she presses ahead of him, an almost spring in her step, as she twirls around to walk backwards in front of him. ] If you say so.

You know, you're looking pretty spry for a dead guy.

[familybusiness]

[He shoves his hands in his pockets, taking slow but long strides, making sure he doesn't go so fast as to overtake her.]

Maybe some people just wish it were true. Maybe I didn't die at all?

[astrayed]

Now if that were true, someone's been spreading some nasty rumors. I wonder why.

[familybusiness]

I don't know. They saw something, thought that was the only end result. It doesn't necessarily mean they were lying on purpose.

[astrayed]

Or maybe the person they were trying to lie to was themselves. Not that Dean Winchester ever does anything like that. [ she shrugs slightly ] From what I hear.

[familybusiness]

[Yeah, that's...exactly something Dean might do. He would rather he be dead than...something else.

Just like Sam would want the same for himself.]

He would have had a good reason.

[Just like he might have a good reason for not telling him what he wanted to know.

That hadn't stopped him from coming here, though.]

[astrayed]

At least in his mind. But the fact that you don't seem to know that reason, and that you're here looking for answers with Blondie instead of him, well...

That sort of smacks of a sad story, Sam.

[familybusiness]

Yeah, well, maybe it wouldn't if he'd tell me himself.

[Tries to act like it doesn't bother him. He's probably pretty transparent. (will save 14).]

But he won't, so here I am.

[astrayed]

And here I am. It's like kismet. [ she nods at a building they pass, one with a fire escape leading way up to the roof above. ] Don't be too hard on Dean about it all.

He's not playing with a full deck. The cards were sort of stacked against him. He was never going to understand. [ she turns around and snakes either arm through the rungs of the ladder above her head, arching her back slightly as she watches him, her hips undulating ever-so-slightly, just enough to make the posture incredibly alluring. ] Tell me, Sam. Do you really think any version of you is capable of hurting him the way he claims to have been hurt by you?

[familybusiness]

[Given some more time back home, he would have hated the sound of that.

This is all starting to get...pretty specific. There's a whole lot here he hasn't brought up, and he'd have to be an idiot not to notice (wisdom...nat 20. of course.)

Apparently she's also...super fucking distracting and getting what he needs is more important than a million warning signs (will save crit fail. i couldn't make this shit up).]

I think something big happened. We've had our differences and our disagreements, but this is something else.

[astrayed]

[ she hooks one heel up on a rung and pushes up, still holding onto the ladder enough to lean down closer to him. ] Lot of people who think it's better if you just don't know. But see, I have a feeling you're never going to stop looking. [ she shrugs, eyes tracing over his face, before she finally pulls back, and swings around the right way on the ladder. ] But, nobody knows you like I do, Sam. [ she starts climbing, so he gets a gr8 view of her ass in leather pants, as she scales effortlessly with no further explanation. ]

[familybusiness]

[He keeps his reaction to that almost entirely internal (ws 18), the only sign of it being a slight widening of his eyes.

She's right, though. He wouldn't be here if he had any intentions to stop looking. It's something Dean should have known too, maybe he even did, but maybe in the years he'd been gone his brother had forgotten that his patience was...not great when it came to secrets and deliberate withholding of information.

He doesn't hesitate, he just steps closer, reaching up for the ladder and climbing up after her (climb...nat 20. WTF SAM)]

[astrayed]

[ ♬ inertia creeps - massive attack

she still manages to stay well ahead of him, which is impressive in those boots, and by the time he gets to the top, barely noticing how high up they are, she's already sauntering across to the far side, where she lays one hand on the decorative gargoyle there and looks down, over the chicago skyline at night.

she turns when he gets closer, eyes glittering. ] You know. The last time I met you, you were hurting because of him too. Because of what he was willing to do for you, to protect you.

He just never really seemed to get how far it ran both ways, did he?

[familybusiness]

He thinks he's responsible for me. It's always been like that.

[Big brother, little brother complex. Dean never seems to understand that Sam would sacrifice just as much for him as Dean has in reverse.

His brother never has looked at him as much else than a kid who can't handle anything on his own. It's what got them into this mess in the first place, by the sounds of it.

He watches her carefully, curiously, as he makes his way over.]

But I'm not here to talk about Dean.