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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

[astrayed]

The name's gotten on my radar before. [ her smile turns a bit wistfully apologetic. ] I'm not sure it's exactly my cup of tea, though. I mean, great slogan. [ she unfurls her arms so that she can lightly tug at his jacket with both hands. ] A good place for you to be.

But not my deal. I'm not big on orders.

[familybusiness]

Dean's there, too.

[Just saying.]

They need all kinds of people. Since when have I been really big on orders?

[/stares into the past at his Dad okay]

They're more like...guidelines.

[Hahaha Diplomacy 26.]

[astrayed]

Maybe. But I'm kind of used to not answering to anybody. And I like it that way. [ she looks up at him again, trying to soften the blow ] But London sounds nice. I can do London.

[familybusiness]

[He smiles quietly, satisfied. He'll take it.]

Deal.

[He glances briefly toward the fire escape, giving her an apologetic look.]

I should probably go make sure Buffy didn't tear up the bar while I was gone.

[The 'will you come with me' remains unsaid but it's...there.]

[astrayed]

If I'm taking a flight to London soon, I think I've got a few loose ends on this side of the pond to start tying up. Plus, you... might wanna find a way to break it to your friend that's not going to freak her out too much. [ she lays one hand on his chest. ] I trust you.

[familybusiness]

[GOOD POINT.]

Alright, that's fair.

[Also...probably a good idea.

He pulls his wallet out of his pocket, fishing out Karther Institute business card with his name and number on it. Feels like canon only more legit since he's not pretending to be FBI.]

So that I don't have to walk headfirst into a revenge-thirsty hunter bar to run into you this time.

[astrayed]

[ ♬ stormwinds - fairuza balk

she laughs at that, taking the card and tucking it in her pocket. ] I dunno. I kinda like the thrill of it all. [ she starts to move past him towards the ladder, but stops halfway as a sudden fancy seizes her. she turns to face him again, and grabs a fistful of shirt collar to yank him in, pressing her lips to his in a dizzying, heated kiss that she doesn't seem in a real hurry to end. and she's surprisingly strong so hopefully sam isn't too pressed about it because he might not get a lot of choice in the matter. it's a pretty damn electric kiss, either way. this girl has clearly got game to spare. ]

[familybusiness]

[His eyes widen briefly because damn girl. He can't say that he didn't think about it, though he was probably going to go more for the cheek than a full on lip lock because he's a gentlemen and that's his way.

But this is fine, too.

And damn if it isn't a good one.

He's also...not pulling away even kind of (will save 7), which is evident by the way his fingers entangle in her hair, pulling her closer to him, whoops.]

[astrayed]

[ she lets out a hum of satisfaction at his response, and her body twists further so that her hips can slam up against him, arms moving to twine around his neck until she finally lets him come up for air.

her voice takes on an appealing, husky timbre, fixing him with a scandalous hooded gaze as she purrs: ] Couldn't help myself.

[ her arms slide free as she moves past him for real this time, smirking to herself the whole while. ] I'll see you around, Sam.

[familybusiness]

[He looks a little dazed when she pulls away.]

I'm...not complaining.

[WHO WOULD, OKAY?]

See ya.

[And he'll...watch her leave, yep. Totally checking out her butt shamelessly. That's what happens when you give a guy ideas.

...Once she's out of sight, he'll follow suit, climbing down the fire escape and heading back towards the bar.

This outta be good.]