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aboardthehavocmarauder · 3 years

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Beautiful Mischief [Pt. 7]

Bad Batch x Reader • Angst/Fluff/NSFW (yknow the whole deal) • Mechanic [hidden Jedi] ! Reader • Female reader

Y/N sat alone in a clear field holding her knees close to her chest as she turns to see Obi Wan standing at a distance.

“Will I find something disappointing?”

“Painful”

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“She can wake up at her own pace. She’ll be safe here. She said it herself. You can still take on hunts if you need to” Reylen reassures adjusting the lines for her IV and monitors so they wouldn’t be in the way. “Y/N always bounces back”

Y/N lays lifeless and pale as her chest slowly rises and falls. Hunter frowns running his index against her cold skin seeing the shift, flooding him with relief.

“We need the credits”

“You’re serious? Leaving her here”

“I trust her” Hunter turns to Reylen before back to his brothers. “And we should trust Y/N. She did lay her life down for us and we did the same. Her payment can be her recovery as we continue for ours.”

“Do you need—-“

“Don’t try to sit out Echo. We need all of us together, and watch each other’s backs so we can return safely” Hunter states stepping out of the room.

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“You’re trusting me with this?”

“I need one to protect myself. And you have the skills to wield it. Protect yourself and your brothers while I’m out of commission”

“Y/N—“

“I’ll bounce back Hunt. Have faith in the force”

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Six months later

Reylen stood in the empty field staring at Y/N laying in the grass from afar.

“NER VOD” my sister.

Y/N quickly shot up when the training droids did blocking most shots with the beskar arm bands running toward the forest and using the trees as her running ground getting higher and higher blocking every shot. Before eventually shooting her body out into the open feeling the wind course around her as she flips back feeling the wind in her hair reaching out feeling her lightsaber reach her. Gripping tightly, igniting it fast, she sliced into the tree sliding down before shooting through and cutting three of the training droids using the falling pieces as stepping stones in the air.

“Ke'pare!”

Wait!

As Reylen sprints through meeting Y/N as she stuck the landing quickly but didn’t feel the shot from the still standing training droid. She quickly took out a rag from her utility belt and applied it to Y/N’s upper arm.

“Sorry”

“No. Shit. You don’t have to apologize. I’m surprised you didn’t feel that” Reylen frowns tying it quickly and taking Y/N’s face into her hands. “What’s on your mind, vod?”

“I...”

“Tion'ad hukaat'kama?” Who’s watching your back? Reylen frowns as Y/N removed her hands off her face taking a hold of them in hers. “Y/N?”

“...I’m forgotten. Just like the council. I’ve been erased” Y/N pulls away taking her saber attaching it to her side before stepping into the bunker and seeing what she can do.

Cuy’val Dar

Those who no longer exist

When the night falls on the forest moon of Endor, Y/N held her saber to her chest taking in the night igniting it. She flows with the wind taking in each heated slash in the air to memory feeling a pain build in her chest. As she turns off the glowing gold, another light appears in the distance causing her to stand alert.

“Cyar’ika”

Y/N frowns relaxing when she locked eyes with an injured Hunter. She dropped her guard and quickly ran over taking him into her arms finding all of them hurt behind him.

They were hunted down. Their ship crashed on the moon planet but for obvious reasons, took them a while to find them.

“None of them have major injuries. They should be fine” Reylen reassures as Y/N ran her hand through Hunter’s hair while they were all too tired to keep awake. “They will be fine”

“Six months”

“What?”

“They were without me for six months”

“Y/N. This most likely would’ve still happened and you would’ve gotten hurt as well”

“Yes. But the damage would’ve been minimal”

“Y/N—-“

“You try falling for theses five and watching them kill themselves individuality because of your own actions. If Obi Wan finds nothing, they would’ve left for nothing”

“Leaving the republic was their decision. You didn’t influence it”

“But I did” Y/N frowns removing her hand from him. “I only do bring pain now don’t I?”

“No” Reylen frowns. “You do not. Why would you say that? Your past was unpredictable. You went through a lot. They went through a lot. Both individuality and then together. That’s how love works. As sick as it is to suffer. Together makes everything hurt much less”

“But I wasn’t there for any of them” Y/N frowns feeling the pain in her head return making her leave the medical suite as Reylen sighs sitting beside Tech’s bed and taking his datapad for a second.

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I didn’t want to leave her. None of us did. We were following Hunter’s orders...as he was following hers. I’m used to waking up around 0300 hours to record her nightmares. She told me her droid did it for her and she’d wake up on her own, but when I suggested that I’d do it. She’d let me sleep with her afterward instead of staying up for the rest of the night. It helped her. And it helped me. Now I’m simply awake that early and can’t find a reason to go back to sleep.

Entry 268

Crosshair almost hit a child. Again. Y/N would be so infuriated if she saw that happen. But not to excuse his behavior, the kid deserved it. Being told information about us that only tears one of us down without their knowledge, we all would’ve done something about it. Just. Not to a child.

Entry 301

Planning route to come back is difficult when the Havoc had undergone a lot of damage. Really could use our Y/N. I. Mechanic. I meant mechanic. Ugh.

Reylen sets his datapad back down before getting up to go after Y/N.

But once reaching the surface, Y/N had forced the Havoc Marauder over to the base. Reylen immediately opened the hatch to enter the underground hanger to help her.

“So you’re going to work on all of this?”

“I have your team of droids. They’ll help me. But yes”

“I read Tech’s data entries. They would’ve been here sooner if the Marauder wasn’t badly damaged”

Y/N gripped onto her shirt taking a deep breath before removing their cloak and getting to work.

Sometimes

Old habits never die

Echo was first to wake out of the five as he felt more exhausted even after the hit they took. He sat up on the bed seeing his brothers comfortably in their own and Reylen propped up at her desk asleep. He got up slowly keeping in mind of his injuries as he took his blanket and covered Reylen on his way out in search of Y/N.

Y/N continued to work on the Marauder before being pulled out from under thinking it was a droid.

“You fucking tin can I’m in the middle—“ She stopped talking when she locked eyes with Echo who had his anxiety written all over him. “Oh Echo...”

“Cyar’ika...” He frowns as Y/N urgently took him into her embrace feeling him grip onto her back slotting himself in her grasp. “I thought we...we weren’t going to make it in time”

“It’s okay Echo, you’re here now. I’m here”

“You are...fuck” He held onto her not letting ago any time soon...

Not like she wanted to

A few days went by and the batch was back on their feet and doing their recovery in Reylen’s home away from home. As long as Y/N stays around a little while longer, the batch is just as much her family as Y/N.

“OI. Fuck off”

“I need to check your injuries and make sure everything is clean. Please be patient or I’ll tase you” Reylen threats Cross as Y/N came in to get herself a bandage when she saw him not cooperating.

“Rey, I’ve got this one”

“Fucking—-Thank god” Reylen got up grabbing her datapad to go get orders shipped out and received.

Y/N pushes the stool over to Crosshair taking a seat.

“Doll face—“

“She has more medical training than I do. Can’t you listen to her every now and then?”

“Hey I don’t trust many people”

“Hmm. If you can trust me, you can trust her. She doesn’t have as big of a record than I do”

“Maybe that’s why I trust you, doll face” Crosshair gently caresses Y/N’s face watching her ease into such.

“Cross. If it gets infected, I will kill you” Y/N smiles making him laugh before sighing.

“Fine. I’ll let her look”

“No she has other plans. She is a busy woman. I’ll take care of it” Y/N laughs pulling away and getting the bandages including a stim pack.

Crosshair got up to follow her and before she could even react, he took her face into his hands and pressed his lips against hers. Y/N froze for a second, setting the stim down on the table before them grabbing at his blacks and pulling him close.

He’s wanted this for a while now

I knew she felt the same way

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quentinbecks · 3 years

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Deputy Sadie O’Brien x Deputy Veronica Rook

It was Veronica who had saved her that first time Faith had drugged them with the bliss; saved Sadie from wandering straight off a cliff. That’s why the decision to save her fellow deputy from John’s bunker wasn’t a hard one.

She barely had time to save one, which made seeing the look on Hudson’s face as the two blondes hightailed it out of the Baptist’s torture chamber even worse. But, as the two women lay at the bottom of the hill, bloody and bruised, her actions become worth it.

Propping herself up on an elbow, the younger woman looks down at her. “You know you could have gotten yourself killed back there, right?”

“Yes, but you saved me from both falling to my death and a pack of angels. I’d say we’re even.”

Sadie can feel Ronnie’s fingers lightly touching hers. “I think it’s more than that.” There’s a teasing tone to her voice that causes the older deputy to blush.

Smiling up at the other woman, Sadie realizes that, despite the danger, being with Veronica makes her feels safe and alive; makes her feel free. And she’s not sure she would give that up for anything.

Thank you to @chazz-anova for letting me play around with another pairing of our girls. The cult wouldn’t stand a chance if these two were out wreaking havoc together 💕

#Paige I hope I did Veronica justice!#ship: blondes have more fun #I think that’s their name lmao #oc: sadie o’brien #oc: veronica rook #friends ocs #moodboards

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delu-jean · 3 years

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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐰𝐨: 𝐍𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

(Jean x fem!/reader) -> Angst -> 3.1k words

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‘What is this?...it feels so...warm…’ your eyes fluttered as you felt a presence. The comfort of that heat held you while laying limp. It wasn’t a familiar feeling, but even so, it felt like it was.

Before you could say anything else, the warmth was now gone. Confused, you tried moving your body, but instead, it froze. With no type of heat, your body started to ice. Instead of struggling, you accepted it...something you wish you didn’t end up doing.

Your eyes opened to then see Bertholdt’s head. He was carrying you elsewhere as you watched people surround you. It seemed as if both him, and the other two were in a rush to get somewhere, however, you decided not to question and trusted them instead.

What felt like two seconds, was apparently two hours. You woke up to see the three in front of you. Confused by what had just happened, Reiner sighed and decided to explain.

“We stole from some merchants earlier, and since you were sleeping, ‘long legs’ needed to carry you.”

“I wasn’t much help though. I probably should have just let Reiner grab you.”

“Yeah, you should have.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. I’m a little heavy so-”

“No, you’re not. I’m just, not as strong. But don’t apologize, you seemed like you needed the rest. So I’m glad you got some.”

“If you don’t mind me asking, where are we now?”

“Apparently, this is ‘Wall Rose,’ the second interior. When it comes to this place, I’m not quite sure when it comes to specifics. But what matters is that we have food, we’re together, and we make up a plan.”

Before Reiner could speak any further, he sat there in silence. It looked like he had something on his mind, along with the other two. You decided to avert your gaze elsewhere, to then see that brunette yet again.

You decided to smile at the boy which seemed to confuse him. Even though he had such a puzzled look, your attention shifted after hearing Reiner clear his throat.

“Okay, so I have a plan-”

` “Should we even listen to your plan? Look where all of your plans have gotten us,” Annie barked with an annoyed tone.

Reiner scoffed and came back with: “Then I’m assuming you have a better one? Or rather, if you even have one.”

“Let’s not fight…” Bertholdt said while holding back Reiner

“Yeah, let’s not.”

“You’re right. Well anyways, my idea is for us to join the “Scouts.” Apparently, they were the people with that odd gear. I think we’ll have a good opportunity to learn what we’re up against, build thought out strategies, and overall, get a step closer to retrieving the Founding Titan.”

“It may not sound like much of a step, but at least it’s something. And Y/n, don’t worry. I know you may not have any titan powers, but we’ll do our best to keep you safe. You’re one of our friends after all.”

Although you weren’t sure about the plan, you decided to have faith in Reiner. It’s better believing you had one chance versus none. You didn’t worry too much though. Even if you weren’t the “best” when it came to fighting, it’s not like you had no capability whatsoever.

You were a quick learner, and a perfectionist. In Marely, although you had prepared for wars, you were in the military for too little (meaning you never had the chance to go to an actual war). Because of this, you didn’t really have any motivation to build your skills, but knowing that you would need them to help you survive, sparked your utmost concentration. You could go the distance, you knew that for a fact. And the least you could do was protect yourself, to get out of their way at least.

“Okay then it’s settled. The next thing we need to do is join the scouts.”

Time Skip

You spent the next couple of years training with Annie and Reiner. Bertholdt tried helping every now and then, but decided it would be best if he focused on his skill (since he thought he was lacking).

They taught you the most they could with combat, and handling blades. Since they couldn’t get their hands on actual ODM gear, they instead substituted with long sticks. A bit heavier than the blades themself, but beneficial.

“Y/n, camp starts in a couple days. The guys and girls will be in separate quarters, but if you ever need one of us, be sure to come to our bunker. We’ll show you where we are after getting assigned.”

“Sounds good.”

‘Wow...after all this time, I guess the journey begins.’

First Day Of Camp

“Annie, Annie where did you go?” you whispered feeling frustrated.

It was orientation day and she was nowhere to be found. The boys didn’t seem to know where she was either, and well...you didn’t want her to be alone. So you decided to move your legs and do something. Unfortunately in the process, you bumped into someone, which caused them to collide into someone else.

“OWW!! WATCH IT WILL YOU!!”

“S-sorry,” the black haired freckled fella said.

The person in front seemed very upset. You heard him say something under his breath, but didn’t ask what. He stood in such a way which agitated you. It was just a mistake, what was his problem? You caught a glimpse of his back side. Somewhat lanky, short light brown hair, along with an undercut? Yeah, you had to keep that look in mind while here.

After pushing that thought away, you tapped on the other person’s shoulder.

“Hey, I’m sorry about that. I was trying to look for someone, but ended up causing trouble for you.”

“It’s okay...I think he’s just a little roughed up because of the commander. He wasn’t exactly nice to either of us. I’m just glad that segment is over if anything.”

“Haha speaking of the commander, it looks like potato girl isn’t on his good list.”

“Yeah..but she’ll be fine. Aww but lucky, wish I got a potato in,” you both giggled at his statement, to then see the commander eye you both, which made the two of you stop immediately.

‘But speaking of the commander, I remember...ah I don’t remember his name but, that boy mentioned something about joining the interior. Maybe I should bring it up to Reiner, see what he thinks about it,’ you thought to yourself.

Later Into The Evening

The two boys and you had discussed things over dinner. Annie decided to sit by herself, saying she needed some time alone. You respected that and sat with the boys eating whatever was served.

Bertholdt seemed a little worn out, but being both concerned for you, and uncomfortable (because of the silence), he decided to ask you questions. Things such as: “How are you guys?,``'' “Did training go well for you Y/n?,” “Learn anything new?”

Your answers were quick and short. It’s not that you didn’t want to talk to Bertholdt, rather, your attention was drawn somewhere else. A fight started to break out, and you couldn’t help but bud in. Playing judge wasn’t one of your specialties, but that doesn’t mean you weren’t incapable of doing so.

While listening in, you started inferring things. For one, the guy who started the fight was a jerk. Making fun of the other kid and bringing the events of Shiganshina into it, that wasn’t very nice. But then at the sametime, that second boy made it hard for you to feel empathetic.

He just seemed so brash and hot tempered. It looked like he wanted to start a fight by running his mouth off. Both seemed to be at fault in their own ways. Regardless, at this point, the volume was too grand for you not to look. So you did.

Although you couldn’t see them both very well, the boy in the back looked like that brunette...but you weren’t sure. You tried getting a better view by standing up and watching the two bicker. Reiner stopped you, thinking you wanted to involve yourself in the conflict.

“Y/n, it’s none of our business. Plus, remember who the enemy is…” you halted to then see the two “resolve” their differences.

You were glad that it was over, but then saw another person had arisen. A girl who looked all too familiar walked past the other boy. You then heard him mumble a couple things here and there, which made you giggle a tad.

“It’s just, I’ve never seen such pretty black hair,” a blush spread on his cheeks.

“Thanks,” she said bluntly.

She then walked out following the other person. To your “surprise,” so does the undercut, and that being the case, you decide to walk out and listen in. You finished dinner anyways and what better way to kill time. There was silence for a bit, but then you heard someone exclaim:

“HEY, WHAT DID YOU WIPE ON ME!?”

“Nothing...just my trust.”

You laughed a little at the situation. He was probably upset that a cute girl ended up cruising with some guy he had just quarreled with. You thought about it, and to be honest, you would’ve been pissed as well. You started to realise the resemblance you had with some of the Eldians here, this being an example.

Because of that, you decided to let down your guard for once (thinking of it as a “special occasion”). You opened the door once you heard the other person leave, and then stepped outside. You stood behind him and heard the words:

“What do you want?-”

“Nothing, just someone to talk to I guess.”

“I-I’m sorry about that,” he straightened himself.

“I thought you were one of my buddies. I didn’t realise you were a gi-...someone else.”

“Well, now you do,” you chuckled and then stared straight at him.

“Wait a second, you’re that guy from earlier. Who yelled at the freckled boy. Know this, it wasn’t his fault he crashed into you. It was mine. I apologize for that.”

“Honestly, it’s fine. I’m over it anyways. Plus, mistakes are mistakes.”

“Mhm, they most definitely are. Speaking of which, you definitely made one earlier. You shouldn’t have mentioned Shiganshina in such a brash manner. You know, the girl you like is from there. So try to be more sensitive regarding the matter.”

“Wait, how do you know?”

“I was...there.”

“I also interacted with her…” this sparked an idea in your head.

Since you wanted something to entertain you, know more about Eldians, and maybe even befriend one, what better experiment than this? It helps you kill time, and you could possibly help someone out.

“She doesn’t mind me. You know, that being the case, and knowing you like her...I could help you out. Get you into her good books and what not.”

‘Hopefully I can get closer to her in general. She seems like an interesting person.’

He seemed a little reluctant, and because of that, you decided to say:

“That brunette’s already in the lead as of right now. With my help, you could possibly catch up, or even better...surpass him,” you now had a cheeky grin plastered on your face.

“Ugh, I guess I really don’t have a choice,” his ego just wouldn’t let him.

You grabbed his hand and shook it.

“You better not wipe off this trust. You can put your faith in me, so don’t worry too much, okay?”

He sighed and you beamed. Before you could ask/say anything else, you then felt Bertholdt grasp your other hand, tugging it. You let go of the person’s hand, and walked towards Bertholdt.

“Let’s get going Y/n,” you nodded in agreement following the other two.

“Just what are you planning?” Reiner asked playfully.

“Ohohoho, you shall see!”

“I’m betting on Eren,” Bertholdt exclaimed.

“Eren, who’s that?” They both laughed and then looked at you.

“Just where was your head today? Ahh, Eren in the brunette, and Jean, the boy you shook hands with.”

“Jean...I like that.”

Jean POV

‘Y/n?...That's a cute name. Her hand was so small compared to mine. Was that her boyfriend? OR were THEY her boyfriends!? No, stop Jean. You’re thinking like a maniac. But thank goodness she’s going to help me.’

Time Skip (Still In Jean pov)

I walked to the training grounds, and watched as Y/n and Mikasa conversed. Seeing them talk made me nervous (not knowing about what was being said). Regardless, I tried to keep my cool and sat on a rock, trying to flex my better angels to Mikasa.

I’m really glad Y/n decided to talk with me that night. Although I DO HAVE MANY FRIENDS (I’m not lonely for goodness sake), having her there comforted me. We were able to talk about almost anything. She clarified Bertholdt was like her older brother, along with Reiner (no two timing fiasco). I got to know her interests and vice versa.

She helped me out with dual wielding, and I, ODM gear (she was surprisingly flimsy with it). Spending time with her was interesting. Although we talk for what seems like hours, I’m not dumb. I’m smart enough to know that she had built some type of boundary. Of course everyone had their secrets, but she always seemed so reluctant, hesitant, and well...one edge. Maybe it has to do with Shiganshina, she was a survivor afterall?...well I’m assuming. I still have more to learn and hopefully, she’ll give me that chance.

I continued to watch the two converse. Changing my approach, I decided to move in a little closer. That way, I could hear a bit about what was going on. I sighed to then see Annie block me (surprisingly).

“I see you’re paying close attention to Y/n. Or is it that black haired wench you’re oozing over?” I jumped a bit to see Y/n approach.

“This twerp was spying on you. Be careful Y/n-”

“Spying? OOOOOOoooo,” Sasha teased and skidded towards us (along with Connie).

“Hehe, your boyfriend was admiring the view,” Connie winked as I glared at him.

“HE’S NOT MY BOYFRIEND. But maybe Mikasa’s to be~”

“Wait, really?” I questioned as she winked at me.

“Hmmm, oh I see. Y/n wants Jean to get with Mikasa, so that she can get with Jaegar. Ehhhh, a strategist in the making! I like it,” Connie snorted as Annie tails in.

“That would explain why you stare at him so often. I’m not going to lie, I do find that kind of weird.”

“WHAT!!” I shrieked a little louder than expected.

“IT’s nOt LikE thAt! I can guarantee you, it’s for different purposes!! I SWEAR!”

I was honestly hoping that was the case. Y/n and Eren? Like crap. He’s so full of himself, “killing all of the titans?” Yeah right. Y/n deserves someone so much better than that...someone who will put their pride to the side, and get to know her on the same level. She’s a great person. Someone who empathizes easily, a very well spoken lady, understands the feelings of others, and truly cherishes those she loves.

‘No, stop it. You shouldn’t be thinking about that. I like Mikasa...let’s think about her instead,’ As long as she doesn’t get with someone like him/Eren himself, things should be fine...right?

“*sigh*, okay okay, whatever you say.” I then walked off as the other two raced to my direction.

Original POV

You weren’t going to lie but, Jean probably despised the idea of you hanging out with Eren. Even if you weren’t doing it alone (because Armin and Mikasa were there), it still pissed him off. You couldn’t help it though. You wanted, no, needed to understand Eren’s character more. Along with the other two.

Something about those three made you...nervous. Observing them helped you understand these Eldians from a deeper standpoint. Yes talking with Jean was lovely, but he seemed to be missing a factor that these three (and just about everyone else) had. That was fear. You knew Jean was one of the luckier ones. He had a family, warm bed, and everything anyone could ask for.

Whereas the rest didn’t grow up with such things, or, had horrendous experiences. Of course you had somewhat of a good child, though it wasn’t exactly rainbows. But that was beside the point. Being with them taught you just how determined they were when trying to fight the titans. Seeing how each had resentment for what they had done, terrified you. Eren’s anger scared you the most though. That burning fire in the brim of his eyes, was one no one could put out. That being the case, you’d rather be on the safe side of that flame, and not the opposing. For now at least.

That’s why you tried your best to understand him. Along with Mikasa, and Armin. You three were close enough to converse, but that was about it. You made sure to keep your guard up. Reminding yourself that their hate against their enemy, would one day also be yours. That ultimately, Marely was against them and you being from there...meant you were too….

Even though these thoughts held you back, you also had moments where you were able to let through (which gave you a little hope in these people). You and Mikasa were able to interact more. She didn’t seem bothered, nor unbothered by you trying to get to know her better. You brought up Jean a couple of times, hoping things would go well. She seemed somewhat open (yet opposed) to the idea of them being friends.

Honestly, you weren’t sure if things were going the way you had promised, but progress was progress. Yet at the same time, did you really want things to go the way they were planned?-

‘Stop that,’ you sighed at your childish thinking. Of course you wanted things to go according to plan.

You decided to run and catch up with the others. Jean patted your head with a discouraged look on his face. You raised an eyebrow wondering as to why, but kept quiet.

“You better have different intentions...Eren is no good-”

“And you are?” he paused and shot you a look you’ve never seen before.

“Whaaat? I’m just joking,” you remarked as he awkwardly patted his nape.

“Haha yeah, of course you are,” you both laugh to then see Bertholdt scurry over. He seemed anxious, so anxious to the point you knew you needed to check on him. You quickly ran the other direction and approached Bertholdt.

“Y/n...damn, I shouldn’t...no...I really shouldn’t be doing this, but you need to trust me.”

“Trust you?-”

“Whatever you do, don’t get killed. Stay alive, and alert. Stick with Jean, Eren, Mikasa. Anyone for the matter...okay?”

“Bertholdt, what’s going on?-”

“Just promise me, okay?”

“Okay...I will.”

Chapter three will be out soon!!

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swiftlymoniquesblog · 3 years

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Crossing Parallel Lines- Sam x Reader: Chapter 13 FINALE

A/N: Hello, I am back! I know it’s been a while but I wanted to deliver the FINAL CHAPTER of this beautiful series! It’s not long but I think it wraps up perfectly. This little series started from one of my favorite episodes of Supernatural and I LOVE writing for Sam and I appreciate all the love this series has gotten. Please, leave all your final thoughts on this one! ENJOY!

Warning: Tiny bit of angst but mostly FLUFF!

Word Count: 1,983

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Seeing Y/N that small and almost helpless broke my heart. I was scared when she told me she was diagnosed with anxiety but I never expected it to affect her the way it did. She broke down crying and all I could do was just hold her. She said it helped but I could see behind her eyes, she was still rather terrified by what happened herself. Since y/n doesn't have anyone in her own world anymore, maybe this will finally be what keeps her here with me all the time. I know, I know, that’s selfish but you know what? I bet she would rather be with someone who loves her and truly cares about her well-being when she’s trying to get this thing under control than have to figure all this out on her own. She wouldn’t admit to that but I know her like no one else; she would not want to go through this alone. I hated too, that she thought Dean wouldn’t like her anymore because she all of a sudden had an issue she didn’t know how to control. I can’t imagine what’s going on in her head but that was why I planned our little movie night with her; she needs to know she is safe with us.

I finally decided I was going to be completely honest with her and suggest she stay with us, permanently. I don’t care if I sound selfish or inconsiderate of her feelings; I want her with me. I grew rather nervous thinking about what I was going to say and how I was going to approach this but I knew it’d be okay because I was talking out of love for her and nothing else. Sure, she made me a bit upset with me, asking her to give up her entire life in another universe, but she did say there isn’t anything that is keeping her there, so why stay? I begin to look around the Bunker to see if I could find her anywhere and low and behold, I find her in one of my hoodies, curled up in a ball, and sleeping, holding onto my pillow. I smile as I watch her stomach rise and fall with each breath she takes, in and out, and completely at peace. I walk to the side of the bed she’s facing and can see her cheeks are red and wet; she must’ve been crying. Why didn’t she come to find me? I told her she can always come to find me when she’s upset! I sigh to myself but run a hand through her hair, pushing back some that had fallen over her eyes, and she stirs, just the slightest bit. My smile widens and I decide instead of fully waking her up, I’ll just crawl into bed behind her. Better than her sleeping with things that remind her of me, right? Ever so gently, I extend my legs out and scoot as close to her as possible.

“Sam?” Her voice calls to me but she still has her back to me.

“Yes baby, it’s me,” I say quietly.

“What are you doing here?” She asks.

“I wanted to talk to you but I saw you were sleeping with my hoodie and my pillow so I figured you wanted to snuggle a bit,” I answered.

“Of course I want to snuggle,” she says, rolling over to face me; her big doe eyes landing on me. They make her look really sleepy but she’s the most beautiful woman in the world. I lean over and kiss her forehead but she speaks again.

“What did you want to talk about?”

I clear my throat, my nerves getting to me again, but I fight them and don’t let them stop me.

“I want you to stay,” I admit. “I know it sounds selfish and you have another life back in your universe but I don’t care. I love you so much and I want you to stay with me all the time. I can’t stand being away from you especially now with your anxiety not fully being under control yet. I told you you can always come to me when you get upset; I don’t want you fighting this battle alone. I want to hold you when you cry because you need that and I know you won’t admit that to yourself or to me and that’s okay. Because you can push me away when you cry all you want, I’m just going to push you right back to stay with you. I’ve been protecting you every day from the world’s scariest monster but you’re now fighting the toughest and meanest one of all, and you can’t even see it. I wish there was more I could do to help you through this but whatever you need, I am 100% committed to being there for you. No matter if I’m working a case with Dean or if I’m sleeping if you feel an attack coming on, call for me immediately and I’ll be there. But I can’t do that if you leave and go back to your universe. You have a family here who all love you and who want you to stay too. And you can stay in your room permanently and decorate it the way you want it or you can move into my room. We can work something out but all I know is I want you to stay and I want to spend the rest of my life loving you.” I say and get up to grab something from my room.

“Where are you going?” She asks as she props herself up on her elbow to watch me.

“I’ll be right back; I have something for you.” I shuffle into my room and start digging through the drawers of the nightstand by my bed and grab the little box I’ve had sitting in there for the last few weeks.

Back in y/n’s room, I go over to the side of the bed she was laying on, closest to the wall, and crouch down beside her.

“What are you doing now? I didn’t get to tell you what I thought about that speech!” She says.

“Well, there’s a reason why I said that speech,” I say, reaching in my pocket for the box and place it in her hands.

Suddenly, her eyes go wide and she starts panicking a bit, shaking her head before even looking inside.

“Sam? What is this? What are you-?” She asks but I cut her off by opening the box and revealing a small yet elegant diamond ring.

“My Mom gave this to me when she came back from that alternate world we made, remember that?” Y/N couldn’t speak so she just nodded.

“Well, she always thought I’d be the most likely to get married and settle down for a while so she gave this to me. And do you know what she said when she handed it to me?” I ask and Y/N shakes her head.

“She told me to make sure that I was 100% sure of the girl when I present this to someone. I never presented this to anyone but you and I are certain you are the one I want to have this. My Dad gave my Mom this and when she had the chance to come back and be with us, she remembered it and decided one of us should get it. Naturally, since he’s the oldest, Mom asked Dean if he wanted it but she always knew he’d say no because I’m the quote “sappy and romantic one. So, y/n, will you marry me?”

“Sam I-I don’t know what to say. One minute I’m thinking of leaving, the next I’m being proposed to?” She then goes quiet and I can see her processing all the events that just happened. Not long after, she seemed to have come to her conclusion.

“You know what? I’m not going to freak out about this or overthink this. I love you with my entire being, Sam Winchester. You are the man of my dreams, my ride or die, or as my Mom says to my Dad, my guy till I die. I want to stay here and I want to come to you when I have an attack. It won’t be easy though because I’m stubborn like you Winchesters but I guess that’s why we all get along well, right? I always admired and respected you Sam and I had always dreamed of falling in love with you one day; just never thought it was possible. I want to spend the rest of my life loving you too because I know you don’t think you deserve it. I hate that and wish you didn’t believe that about yourself but you deserve to be loved and to be loved well and deeply by someone else. I am that someone else Sam; always have been, always will be. You are the love of my life and you are the reason why I will stay here. Yes, I will stay and you bet your cute little tushy I will marry you,” she says and I grin.

I slide the ring on her left ring finger and kiss her skin right where the ring now sits. I then jump up and attack her, throwing her onto the bed as she laughs. I kiss her lips with all the force I could muster up and she can keep up with my pace with no problems.

“I love you, future Mrs. Winchester,” I tell her.

“I love you more, Mr. Winchester,” she answers.

When we finally part for air, she squeals in delight as she looks at the ring on her finger.

“Damn, how much money did your Dad have back then?” She says, noticing the size of the diamond.

“Oh, this wasn’t the original ring he gave her when he proposed. He bought this ring right before she died when I was a baby. When she came back, she had it with her all the time so she made sure to give it to me before she was taken away again.” I say, frowning when I think about my Mom. I’m glad I was able to see her and know her for some time but she eventually died again thanks to an incident with Jack.

“Wow, I-I can’t believe you want me to have this.” She says, admiring the ring on her finger a little longer.

“Mom said I needed to save it for someone I truly love and want to spend the rest of my life with so I chose you, (y/n). I told her.

“Which is surprising to me because you could have literally anyone else but yet you choose me.”

“I will always choose you, (y/n). Today, tomorrow, and for the rest of our lives. Because I love you and I don’t want to waste any more time on just waiting around for maybe. I want to start the rest of our lives together now.

“I feel that way too, Sam. I used to think when I would be engaged, I would be anxious about it because I would think ‘is this the right guy? Are we good for each other? Will, we always be faithful to each other?’ but you know, I don’t feel any of that with you. That is how I know this is the right decision for us both.” She says and I couldn’t be happier to hear her say that.

“So, do you want to go tell Dean?” I ask, looking at the newly engaged woman beside me.

“Mhm, not yet, I want to stay here, maybe kiss a little bit first?” She says with a suggestive look on her face.

“Mhm, that sounds like something I can do,” I say, leaning over to kiss her...my fiancé.

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17 (I'm still bitter about PB not giving WTD a sequel, okay!? 😅) and 19 from the OC asks for all 3, please and thank you!

GIRL... it would be you that would dump 17 on me. LMAO 😅

I'm answering 19 first though - because you know I'm a huge Broadway whore and I spent FAR too much time analyzing this...

19: Your OC’s life is a musical. What’s the title of their big show-stopping song?

Casey:

I'm squealing because I love this song, and I think it's so Casey it's bright, it's sunny, it's about someone who is going to stay positive and shine no matter what life throws at her. It's someone who is focused and going for their dream, they have a plan, they're going to make it happen, and they're going to have fun doing it.

And, since my precious girl has been maliciously called a ho by those not worthy of her, there is this line:

Get ready for me, love 'Cause I'm a "comer" 😅😅😅

That's right, bitches, she's living her best life that way too... in BOTH universes.

Don't Rain On My Parada - QUEEN Barbra Streisand from Funny Girl

Ethan:

OK, one song came to mind right away, and it's one of my all-time favorite songs, some lyrics:

To dream ... the impossible dream ... To fight ... the unbeatable foe ... To bear ... with unbearable sorrow ... To run ... where the brave dare not go ... To right ... the unrightable wrong ... To love ... pure and chaste from afar ... To try ... when your arms are too weary ... To reach ... the unreachable star ...

This speaks to his quest in medicine, his attempt to find the answers where there are none, and the emotional struggles he has carried and (dependent on how your story goes) overcomes. I'm all verklempt.

The Impossible Dream - from The Man of La Mancha - this version is by the incomparable Broadway legend, Brian Stokes Mitchell. (I mentioned I'm a Broadway whore, right?)

Tobias:

This one was most challenging for me. While I feel Ethan & Casey's characters allow me to turn to the Broadway classics, Tobias needed to be contemporary which limited my pool. In some ways, Wait for It from Hamilton seemed fitting, but that's so heavily embedded in the storyline that it didn't work. I didn't want to pick this because it's so "pop culture", but the words did it for me:

Some say, "Eat or be eaten" Some say, "Live and let live" - Tobias lived both of these in my HC.

It's the wheel of fortune - It's the leap of faith - It's the band of hope Till we find our place - On the path unwinding - In the circle, the circle of life

This kind of exemplifies his journey from the shady Tobias of Book 2, to the evolving man in Book 3, and, in my HC, where he found the place he truly belonged and came to peace with himself.

The Circle of Life - from The Lion King, but I'm using Elton John's version because Elton is ... ELTON.

Now, 17 is below lol

17: How does your OC do during the zombie apocalypse?

Oh my. OK.

Casey: She's going to do ok. My girl is badass and she will rise to the occasion and survive no matter what it takes. Her potential downfall is wanting to help others who may not be as savvy as her. But after a couple close calls. She'll get over it.

Ethan: I think he'll be fine. He'll be with the scientists that they have locked underground in a super-secret facility working on a way to end this crap once and for all. Either he finds a cure with the rest, or they live the rest of their days in this bunker.

Tobias: OK, a couple scenarios here. If it is old-Tobias, he'd likely try to seduce them... and succeed. If it is new-Tobias, he'll be with Casey and she is so badass, he'll be safe. He is also badass, but she is the superior Zombie fighter.

For someone who has never watched anything to do with Zombies in my life, I hope I did OK. lol

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verobatto · 4 years

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Destiel Chronicles

Vol. LXX

It was a love story from the very beginning.

Cas, Cas, Cas

(11x18)

Hi! We just reached one of my favorite episodes, I'm talking about "Hell's Angel" or… Dean's desperate quest to rescue his angel.

Joshua's Horn

Just a few words about the Hand of God chosen in this chapter: Joshua's Horn.

One of the books that compose the Bible from the Old Testament is Joshua, if you read chapter 6, it talks about how the Jewish people, more exactly seven priests, broke down Jericho's walls using seven horns. Jericho was a strong city, that had closed it's walls, and it was blocking the path through the promised land.

So, the symbology of all of this is… with faith, you can destroy any wall that stands between you and your dreams.

What this has to do with Destiel and this episode? I would say, everything.

Dean will remain firm in his decision to get Cas back, he doesn't care about Amara or any end of the world, he wants Cas. As we will see later, his plan in how to do it, is reckless and illogical if you think about war.

But let's come back to analogy I made before about making the walls to collapse, to defeat the fears, depression, repression, to reach our treasurer once for all: Wasn't Dean trying to do this when he summoned Casifer? Trying to reach Castiel? To break down those walls between vessel and Lucifer and get to his angel?

Wasn't Cas sinked inside his own walls of sadness, depression and guilt?

Isn't Dean true love for Castiel surrounded by walls of shame? (recalling here the Qareen speech).

Priorities

Let's speak now about a canon fact here, I'm not gonna say something new, but because I was pointing the clues in previous episodes, I have to talk about it.

When Dean and Sam went to see Crowley, it was very blatant the difference between Sam's priorities and Dean's.

Sam: Dean's right. Priority is to put the Horn in Lucifer's hands and set him loose on Amara.

Dean: After we exorcise Lucifer out of Cas and put him into a new vessel.

Sam: What? Really?

Dean: Yes, really. We're not gonna send Lucifer into battle inside Cas. What if he doesn't make it?

Here is something you all already know: WAR DECISION vs HEART DECISION. Sam thinks war strategy, his plan is pure logic, in every war there's collateral damage. Cas is the one that had chosen that path, he is willing to be the collateral damage, self sacrifice for the greatest good. But Dean is following his heart (thank you Mildred) he loves Castiel, the angel is the love of his life and he doesn't want to see him die. Because there's not normal after that. (Thanks Michelle).

Sam: Dean, it's a strong vessel. It's held Cas for years, and we know what he's been through. I'm guessing it can hold Lucifer.

Dean: "It"? It's not an "it," Sam. It's Cas.

Sam is strategic, he tries to separate the vessel from the angel. Trying to make his brother to see, the vessel is strong. But Dean is in love with him, so he doesn't see that logic. Cas is not a vessel, is family.

Sam: And Cas wanted to do this.

Dean: Yeah, well, there's times I want to get slapped during sex by a girl wearing a Zorro mask. That don't make it a good idea.

Sam keeps trying to make his brother understand. Sam loves Cas too, but in a different way, they are truly friends, truly brothers. They respect each other, they think alike. Sam understands why Cas took that decision, and he respects it. He respects his friend so much, he wants to fulfill his desire of being useful to the fight. But Dean doesn't see it like this, because Castiel doesn't represents a friend or a brother to him, Castiel represents the love of his life.

Sam: Dean, this is exactly how we screw ourselves. W-We make the... the heart choice instead of the smart choice.

Sam knows Cas is strategic like him, Cas is a smart Commander. He respects him. And he is seeing with his own eyes how Dean is the one thinking with his heart here. He can plenty see why is that.

Dean: Oh, okay. Thank you, Dr. Phil. Cas is family.

Sam: Yes, and his choice deserves to be respected.

Dean: Even if it kills him?

Sam has a point, is like a friend respecting his best friend decision. Even if that will take him to the death. Sam saw Cas for a brief moment and talked with him. He knows exactly what Castiel wants. But Dean can't let Cas to go through that, and die. His worst fears is to lose Castiel as Michelle lost her husband.

Dean had to see it with his own eyes

When they summon Casifer, the expression in Dean face is DISGUST, ANGER. Is canon in the fandom too the whole scene in which Castiel appears in front of him. The amazing change of facial expression is priceless, Dean went from disgust, to desperation, heart eyes and pleading. (An Oscar for Mr. Ackles).

He runs towards his angel, calling him, but Cas seemed confused. And in just one seconds, Casifer is back, even so, Dean kept calling him, he kept trying to brake the Jericho's walls.

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Dean: Cas, expel him! You got to kick Lucifer out! Do you hear me?!

Lucifer: Honestly, I think he's happy with the arrangement. I mean, he did invite me in and all, Dean.

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Dean [yelling, desperate]: Cas!

Lucifer [mockingly]: Cas!

Dean glares at Lucifer, in frustration and anger.

This scene, THIS ONE HERE, showing us again that Lucy knows. He knows about the strong bond between these two love birds. But he's a little done of it. That's why he mocks, annoyed. And Dean's face again, surprise and anger.

But that last quote coming from Lucifer, saying Cas is happy with their arrangement is what breaks Dean's heart again.

That's the thing Sam was saying, not exactly, but the painful words CAS WANTS THIS. CAS WANTS TO STAY IN PURGATORY. CAS WANTS TO BE POSSESSED AND GIVE HIS LIFE FOR THE GREATEST GOOD. Castiel's hard decision that keeps him away from Dean. Dean can't handle this. Cas doesn't want to be saved.

Another confirmation of this is when Crowley enters inside the Castiel's vessel. And he finds Cas sitting in the Bunker's kitchen, is his safe place, he doesn't want to be disturbed, he doesn't want to be moved from there.

Castiel: Wait. That was Dean I saw a minute ago, wasn't it?

Crowley: Yes.

Castiel: And he wants me to expel Lucifer?

Crowley: Yes!

Castiel [laughing]: Ha, ha, ha! Well... he may have a more objective view of the situation. Maybe I should.

Dean may have a more objective view of the situation, because he saw he wants him back. But why Cas says 'Maybe I should' ? Is because he is thinking too he wants to be with Dean. He wants to be with him. Because he loves him too. He has to fight against his own love for Dean, and be useful to the fight. War decision against Heart decision.

So when Crowley comes back, his words went straight to Dean's ears …

Crowley: Useless. Lucifer's hold on him is too strong.

So, Dean should give up? He won't. Because when Amara irrumped and kidnaps Casifer, (another Canon fact) our hunter in love, bonded for eternity to his angel, calls his name again… in that amazing scene in which Amara put that face of WHAT??? IS HE CALLING THAT ANGEL IN MY PRESENCE???? I'M HERE!!!! YOU SHOULDN'T BE CALLING ANOTHER NAME THAN MINE! And Casifer showed us a�� OH SHOOT… THEY'RE SO STUBBORN, AREN'T THEY? EVEN WITH ANTIE HERE… HE CALLS FOR HIS NAME.

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Dean's longing, calling Castiel's name, even with Amara there, is the perfect proof of the Profound Bond is intact, and that Dean won't never give up on getting Cas back alive.

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At the end of the episode we had a very sad Dean, learning the lesson, a hard one…

Sam: Listen, um... I know I came down on the side of wanting Cas to deal with Amara, so...

Dean: Well, that's what he wanted, though, right? Besides, didn't we say that we were gonna swear off getting in the way when one person makes a choice the other doesn't agree with?

Sam: Yeah, um... Yeah, we did say that.

Dean: So...

Sam: Okay. So, that's our policy.

Gif credit @some-people-call-it-tragic

Dean: Which sounds damn good. [Sam chuckles.] Well, let's go find that idiot and bring him home.

It was hard for him, but he understood. Cas wants this, but he won't give up on him. Even so, Dean's heart breaks at this, and he will show it from now on, feeling he was rejected by Castiel, one more time, he will begin to use the WE vs the I, and to call him BROTHER, in the last episode from this season.

To Conclude

'Hell's Angel' talks about breaking walls to reach what you really want. Dean wants Cas back and safe, over any other Apocalypse. He understood Cas took his decision, and is the angel's will to be in that situation. But even so, he will try to save him.

The profound bond is so strong, it brights even with Amara attempts to control Dean's will. Because Dean is in love with Cas, period.

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Plot: Surrounded by a forest and a gated entrance, the Grace Field House is inhabited by orphans happily living together as one big family, looked after by their "Mama," Isabella. Although they are required to take tests daily, the children are free to spend their time as they see fit, usually playing outside, as long as they do not venture too far from the orphanage—a rule they are expected to follow no matter what. However, all good times must come to an end, as every few months, a child is adopted and sent to live with their new family, never to be heard from again. However, the three oldest siblings have their suspicions about what is actually happening at the orphanage, and they are about to discover the cruel fate that awaits the children living at Grace Field, including the twisted nature of their beloved Mama. [Written by MAL Rewrite]

Episodes: 12+11

Main Characters: Emma Norman Ray

Season 1 Points: 8.5/10

Season 2 Points: 6.0/10

I tried TPN only because it was on Wakanim and I finally subscribed to it, so I thought I should give TPN a try. I read that it was good and thus just wanted to see myself. I wasn't at all disappointed! … and then the 2nd season happened. Hence I gave it separate points. Before you should read this review, let me just say that the best way might be to read the manga from the very beginning, the first season is after all quite faithful to the story or to just start the manga after having seen the first season. Both seem good and valid to me. I did pick up the manga after watching the first season, but I also started the manga from the very beginning again. I am still enjoying the actual story quite a lot. TPN is a good mix of horror, mystery, psychological thriller with many friendship and family moments which make you quite a bit emotional, especially considering that our three main characters are innocent young kids. I do like the concept of the show, it is halfway original although keeping humans as some sort of livestock isn't necessarily original and new (Owari no Seraph for example started very much alike, although it is entirely different in hindsight).

The series revolves around 3 11 to 12 year old kids, 1 girl and 2 boys who grew up in an orphanage along with many others while some always get “adopted” after a while and leave the orphanage. Due to some coincidence (it wasn't, but that is the appeal of TPN, twists always get revealed) Emma and Norman rush after a kid to give her her favourite plush toy only to find out their livestock for demons and every person that was able to leave the orphanage before was eaten and killed by demons. From then on starts the break out plan, while the second season focuses on the aftermath of leaving and living in an unknown world.

That our main cast consists of 3 young children is highly refreshing, but also makes some things feel highly dramatic and over the top as well as illogical. Since I can't say I am the smartest geek around, I wasn't bothered much by it. It was just constant thought of ' are 12 years old really capable of this? '. On the other hand the writing of the plot is sometimes quite inconsistent and uses a lot of ' we got from point a to b, but how is left to your imagination '. It's a handy plot device to move things onwards, but hardly something that should be complimented, hence I can only give this solid 8.5 points, while season 2 deserves far less due to very inconsistent bad story writing, illogical choices and an awful ending.

Nonetheless I will focus on the first season here and mention that the escape plan and race were rather exciting, never a dull moment in the story with interesting twists and turns which added to the overall enjoyment of the series. The 3 main characters are highly sympathetic. We have Emma, our usual shounen protagonist, who just happens to be female. You either like her or you don't. She's smart but more than naïve and also highly of the opinion that she can save the world and has to save everyone even those that planned to eat you. You either accept that trait of hers or you might just dislike her entire character. I was quite a bit bothered by it, to be honest, but on the other hand Norman and Ray are all the much greater. Both are very intellectual and very much the leading force and strong support for Emma. They each have their area of expertise while Norman is a lot more open and Ray a little more closed off and the edgy kind of boy. In the second season however he receives a whole ton of character development and supports Emma fully without any regret. This might just be the only enjoyable part in season 2, because nobody else received any sort of development while the story just dropped between ' look a bunker – oh it explodes – oh we can dress up as demons – oh we're suddenly in a new place and look there are nice demons – we save them all and return, everyone is suddenly on our side – let's skip the end completely and the world is saved '. No need to say I very much dislike it and only give it credit for the lovely animation, which is good in season 1 and two. I love the character designs and smooth transitions.

The plot progression of the first season is very good though and if you love darker stories, I recommend the anime to you. The anime itself is quite beloved and while the second season destroyed the whole story, I think we should just see it as different entities and pretend that the sequel never happened. I did pick up the manga and I am looking forward to indulging myself more in the world of TPN.

On another short note: The second season sadly trampled over everything the first season safely build up and just rushed towards some shitty ending that was highly inexcusable. It indirectly conveyed that no more season will follow and that an unfinished story is now over with a time skip that showed nothing of what could even happen besides a happy ending that made no sense.

Animation/Character Design – 8.5

Characters/Story – 8.0 (Season 2: 6.0)

Enjoyment – 8.5 (Season 2: 6.5)

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deanswaywardgirl · 4 years

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The Most Painful of Heartbreaks- Part 1

The pain of losing her boys was tearing her apart inside and all she wanted to do was die and end the excruciating pain for good. She curled into a ball as if it would hold her together, and closed her eyes, the sobs wracking her body. She knew she had guests there in the bunker with her: Castiel, Jack, Bobby, Jodie, Donna, Claire, Alex, and other hunter allies of Sam and Dean's, and she knew they knew she was grieving, but she didn't have the energy to leave her room. The only noise that accompanied her was her crying until there was a knock at the door before it opened to reveal her favorite Michigan sheriff, Donna Hanscum. "Heya, hun, how you holding up?" she asked, her cheeks red and her eyes puffy. Guilt struck Faith hard. Of course her friends were mourning the loss of Sam and Dean Winchester; it wasn't just her. Everybody at the bunker had lost them. "I'm not," Faith cried, sitting up and letting her eyes fall into her lap. Donna nodded as she crossed to the bed and sat on the edge in front of Faith, taking her hand. "I know, I know. We miss 'em too. You don't have to go through this alone. We're all here." "I know, Donna, I'm sorry. It's just so hard to get out of this bed, knowing they're not in the library. Knowing Dean's not eating a plate full of bacon in the kitchen. Or Sam constantly doing random research in the library." A small smile graced Faith's lips before it fell again, her bottom lip quivering. "They'll never do it again. Any of it." Donna sniffled and gently pulled the girl into a hug, crying with her. "You know, its okay to be sad. It's even okay to be angry. But I need you to know, it's not okay to blame yourself. It wasn't your fault, you understand me?" "Donna, at this point, I don't care who's fault it was. My boys are gone, and I'll never see them again. And because of it, I just wanna die. I just want to go to sleep and never wake up. It's only been two days and I'm already done with this pain that's only gonna last forever if I let it." "You know that's not what they would want," a new voice entered, Jodie standing in the doorway. Faith and Donna glanced up at her and Faith bowed her head and closed her eyes. "That's not what Dean would want. They'd want you to live your life. Be happy." Faith looked up at her, shaking her head. "I don't know how to be happy without them. They were my family, my boys. Sam and Dean were everything to me." Jodie knelt down in front of her. "Do you know how I met them?" she asked, tears in her eyes, earning a nod from the younger girl. "Your husband and your son died in the apocalypse." "That's right. And I was right where you are right now. I was a mess. I didn't want to see anyone, I wanted to die. My family was dead and I had lost everything that had ever mattered to me. But I made a new family. And now, it's because of them that I get up in the morning. They keep me going." Faith swallowed hard and shook her head. "I can't replace the Winchesters. I could never love someone the way I loved Dean. He was my home. My safe place." "I'm not saying you should ever replace them. But you know, you have me and the girls. You have Donna. You have Castiel and Jack out there. Bobby's here. They didn't just come here for Cas and Jack, they're here for you too. We all love you, Faith. You're our family too." Faith nodded and licked her lips. "Can you two come with me?" she asked, looking between the two sheriffs, who nodded. Faith stood from the bed and walked out of the room towards the library. She hesitated before anyone in the library could see her, and took a deep shaky breath, more tears falling, then walked into the room and looked around at the occupants, who had grown silent at her arrival. Castiel caught her eye and moved to the front of the crowd. "Faith.." he said softly, then moved toward her and engulfed her in a tight hug, cradling her head to his shoulder as the girl cried into his shoulder, her knees giving way before he fell with her. It was a moment before she pulled back and walked up the stairs. "Faith..Faith!" Castiel called before following her. Jodie and Donna followed as well, the three of them following her around to the back of the bunker where two crosses were standing, one reading Sam Winchester and the other, Dean Winchester. Faith fell to her knees between them and screamed her pain before laying down and crying, pounding her fists into the ground. "HOW COULD YOU?!?!? YOU SAID YOU'D NEVER LEAVE ME!" she yelled at them through her tears, pulling the grass out of the ground. A pair of arms wrapped around her. "NO! LEMME GO! THEY PROMISED ME!" Her sobbing grew harder. "THEY PROMISED ME!" Jodie held her tightly, her own tears falling down her cheeks as she set her chin on top of her head and rocked her back and forth.

Hours later, the girl had cried herself to sleep in Jodie's arms and Castiel had carried her back inside to the room she had shared with Dean, and covered her with one of Dean's shirts. Her, Cas, Bobby, and Donna sat in the kitchen at the table, not sure what to do. "Would she do it? Would she kill herself if it meant seeing them again?" Donna asked, sniffling. Castiel sniffled as well and raised his eyes to the ceiling. "I'm almost positive she would. I've never seen her in this much pain before. I mean, they've died before, but they've always come back. But this time, she knows there's no bringing them back and that's the problem. She wants them back, but she knows after saving the world as many times as Sam and Dean have, they deserved to rest. She can't bring herself to be selfish, no matter how much it hurts. Their ashes are in her room, one on each nightstand. She'd insisted on it after the funeral." He wiped his eyes once more and sighed, swallowing hard. "Honestly, I'm afraid to leave her alone. I feel like she'll either find a hunt and let herself be killed, or she'll do it in her room. Which is why I posted Jack in her room to make sure she doesn't." "Nice try, Castiel," Faith said from the doorway. "But I'm not an idiot and I'm sure as hell not selfish. I miss my boys so much, it physically hurts to breathe. But I won't bring them back. After everything they've done for this damn planet, they deserve paradise. And I won't be the one to take it away from them, or interrupt it. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna take a drive to clear my head. I can't sit in this bunker anymore." She turned to walk away when Castiel grabbed her arm. Faith turned and pinned him against the wall with an angel blade to his throat, her eyes glowing blue. "Do not touch me again." She backed away and turned to the two sheriffs, nodding. "Thank you for everything, but I'm fine. You can go." She walked away before they could say anything.

TO BE CONTINUED....

AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is really an update to this particular fic. I will be doing a part 2, but I’m not sure how long or short it will be. I may just start writing it and see where it ends up, length wise, and then I’ll let y’all decide whether there should be a part 3.

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shirtlesssammy · 5 years

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15x12: Galaxy Brain

Welcome back to the new recaps! We’ll be doing recaps on Thursdays now that the show airs on Mondays.

Then:

Remember when death was welcome and we had no hope?

Now:

Four Weeks Ago:

Earth 2

At an unassuming Radio Shed, a woman casually strolls around getting creeped on by the store clerk. He’s just an eager salesman, but dude…(Also, I’m a bad fan and had to Shazam the song playing. I thought it was quite on the nose with the whole “I had a dream that I ate your heart” considering Jack’s recent activities. It turns out to be Louden Swain, and all you real fans must have been dying laughing at how perfectly placed the song was.)

The dude is despondent when the woman leaves, but then a new customer arrives, eyeing up the wall of televisions. It’s Chuck. The guy gives his best spiel, but Chuck isn’t interested. “It’s monologue time,” he states.

Chuck explains his twisted life story.

And shows us the world:

Anybody else wish we would have had a glimpse of Squirrel World in these television sets? Well, Chuck waxes poetic about all the worlds he’s created and how none of them bring him as much happiness as the world with the real Sam and Dean. “They challenge me. They disappoint me. They surprise me. They’re the ones.” Chuck then decides that it’s time to clear the board and get rid of everything but the world with the real Sam and Dean (WEEPS OVER THE “FAILED SPIN-OFFS” LINE. BOBO WE’RE SO SORRY.)

Sioux Falls.

Our World.

Now.

We find Jody Mills having too much fun investigating the death of a cow. She gets a call from Alex and we learn that life keeps humming along for our Wayward women.

Once off the phone, Jody sees a flash of motion from a barn and heads to check it out. Someone attacks her from behind. JODY!

At the bunker, Sam, Dean, and Cas discuss what to do about Jack and his deal with Death. Sam’s concerned because Jack doesn’t have his soul still. We cut to Jack looking at the carvings of DW, SW, AND MW. He lightly grazes the MW. We know exactly where his soulless mind is.

He heads to his bedroom and he’s surprised when a reaper appears.

Sam continues to question the plan of Billie’s that Jack will kill God. Cas fully trusts his little nephilim son. Dean’s spent some time with Death and thinks she has it figured out.

The reaper tries to reassure Jack that Billie’s plan will work as long as he follows the rules --lay low, wait for instructions, don’t use his powers. They need to keep Chuck out of the loop.

Sam interrupts the conversation and Jack lies about who he was talking to. Sam tries reassuring Jack that they’re very happy to have him home and that they will help him.

Meanwhile, recently reunited husbands share a celebratory drink now that they’re family is back together. Cas can’t help but gloat over how right he was and celebrate his faith in Jack. Dean wants to celebrate getting revenge. I want to celebrate these two yahoos talking again!

Dean gets a call from Jody. She’s in trouble.

Sam and Dean head out and find Jody tied up in the barn. Dark Kaia attacks! She’s seriously badass, but no competition for the Winchesters + one Mills. She wants her spear back --and more to the point, she wants to go home. Sam wants to know why she even wants to go back to that place. She tells them the world is dying. She knows this because she still has a connection to our Kaia. YEP. Kaia is STILL ALIVE PEOPLE. Dark Kaia left her the tools to stay alive, and she has, but Dark Kaia wants to go back. And now the others want to save Kaia.

At the bunker, Cas and Jack bond over a fun game of Connect Four.

Sam, Dean, and Jody arrive back at the bunker --with Dark Kaia in tow.

*JODY AND CAS FINALLY MEET ALERT*

They all agree that Jack can’t use his powers to help Dark Kaia get home, but they have to save their Kaia another way.

While they figure that out, they chain Dark Kaia to the kitchen table and give her a magazine to read.

Jack thinks he’s found a great spell but John Winchester had to ruin everything and kill off one of the necessary ingredients. How that man is able to ruin things this far in the grave will never cease to amaze me. Dean sends Jack to check in on Jody and Cas.

Jody and Cas discuss their almost daughter, Claire, and her quest for revenge. Jody tells Cas that Claire loved Kaia, and Jody doesn’t want to tell Claire about this recent development. It would be too much for her to bear if things don’t work out.

 Jack morosely peeks in on the stalled progress of Jody and Cas, then stops to talk to Alt!Kaia. She’s angry, accusing him of encouraging Kaia to make the jump to the other world. It’s his fault that Kaia is in pain and about to die.

Alt!Kaia wanted to visit Earth Prime because it looked comfortable, but she finds it cold instead and hard to live in. She begs Jack for help in a way that makes you think she’s never begged for a thing in her entire life before. Jack dreamwalks with her and confirms that Kaia is trapped in the Bad Place and an all-swallowing storm is coming for her.

Jack heads into the library, advertising his intent to the Winchesters that he’ll save Kaia from the Bad Place. Merle, the reaper from earlier, appears. She is…ENTIRELY unimpressed by this plan. Saving Kaia is “Winchester dumb,” Merle insists.

If Jack tries to save Kaia, Merle is totally running off and tattling on him to Death. Jack reads the room and calls her bluff. “Go,” he tells her. He’ll open a rift with his magic and Merle can just DEAL with Billie’s wrath when she comes running. Merle’s not so hot on that prospect, instead reluctantly coughing up a plan B. The cosmic warding Amara removed from the bunkers is the key!

But FIRST our patron saint of long suffering salt, Merle, insults the Winchesters’ rune repair work. The Winchesters re-warded their walls against demons and monsters, but didn’t come close to the “cosmic grade stuff.”

She can rattle up the warding temporarily to block Chuck’s perception, but she’ll need to add a little battery power to the attempt. She demands the use of “your angel” to properly run the spell.

Sam, our very best witch, recites the spell. Runes glow along the bunker walls and edges as the shielding spell takes hold.

Heading out, the Winchesters agree that the plan is reckless, stupid…and it FEELS REALLY GOOD. They’re back to their roots, baby! Give me my dumb, poorly planned, big hearted missions any day.

Cas corners Jody, asking her to stay behind as well. He never bonded with Claire - and couldn’t given their history - but Jody did. He doesn’t want to picture a world where Claire loses both Kaia and Jody. The truth settles over Jody like a thick wool blanket and she agrees to stay behind.

For Soft Cas Science:

Cas and Merle supercharge the wardings.

Once the wardings are active, Jack slings out a rift to the Bad Place. Alt!Kaia smiles at last and ducks inside, quickly followed by the Winchesters. The Bad Place is rainy and windy and full of red-eyed monsters LOOK OUT!

Alt-Kaia realizes that the monsters are just scared of a roiling gray storm and they head off to find Kaia. Dean greets her with a “Hey, kid,” and a hug! KAIA IS SAVED!

Alt-Kaia, however, decides to stay behind. The Bad Place is her home, its ending be damned. The Winchesters race off with Kaia and Alt!Kaia greet the oncoming nothingness with open arms.

They make it back through the rift and Jody gives Kaia a great big MOM HUG. Kaia’s eyes slip closed. She’s safe at last.

A little while later, Kaia has availed herself of the bunker’s excellent water pressure or possibly even that amazing bathtub. She’s now wearing Jack’s spare sweatpants. Bless.

She tells Jack that she survived by anchoring herself around a children’s rhyme her mother sang to her: Miss Mary Mack. Jack attempts to grasp another tiny sliver of humanity. Good luck, Jack. Many of us work on that to this very day!

Jody invites Kaia to live with her. “Will Claire be there?” Kaia asks and it’s…REAL CUTE GUYS. Wayward Sisters lives on, even if it’s off screen. ALL THE HEARTS

Merle dumps a big soaked blanket over the celebration. “If I cared for a second about saving that girl, I guess I’d say that was a victory,” she says with a weary sigh. I love this GRIM reaper. Sadly, she’s not long for this world. Billie’s scythe jabs through Merle’s throat and tears her into little cosmic pieces.

Billie CANNOT BELIEVE these Winchesters. “Bending the rules already, Jack.”

“I tried to call you,” Jack all but squeaks out.

No excuse, bud. She’s not mad, she’s disappointed. Billie explains that she sees the big picture, even if nobody else does. All the worlds except this one are dying.

“It’s Chuck,” Cas surmises, and Billie rewards him with a no-shit-sherlock look for the ages.

Sam demands answers. “When I became Death,” Billie says, “I inherited Death’s knowledge and Death’s library. And in Death’s library, everyone has a book. Even God.” The books write themselves, in a wonderful bit of LIFE HAPPENS. Billie explains. “After God made the world…he wanted more. But he needed to create a perfect harmony. A swiss watch so this world could keep tick tick ticking in his absence.” Chuck built himself into the framework of reality. The Winchesters and Jack are in Chuck’s book. “This is your destiny. You are the messengers of God’s destruction.”

Back at Radio Shed, Chuck watches his worlds get torn to shreds by horrible weather events and war. The hapless Radio Shed employee Chuck chained to his service looks exhausted, worn to shreds from serving the capricious god. (Definitely no symbolism HERE, nope.) He’s confident that Chuck will spare his planet. Right? RIGHT?

“Everything’s just fine,” Chuck reassures him before leaving the Radio Shed. As he strolls from the shop, he tosses his empty cup aside as meteors streak in to destroy the planet.

That’s Win-Quotester Dumb:

It’s monologue time

Sir, this is a Radio Shed

You’ve got four of the same color connected so…given the name of the game I assume that means you won

One little measly life on the line and you’re willing to risk it all? That’s not just dumb. That’s Winchester dumb

Disobeying cosmic entities…doing the dumb, right thing…feels like we’re back

How’s it feel to be back? [silence] Good talk

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deathvalleyqueen · 4 years

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OOOOOOOOOOOOOHkay, so. from that very cute hurt/comfort list. for mj and john. uh. “ hold my hand ?? ” or “ i’m not leaving you here . " either/or/or both.

So this turned angstier than I was expecting.... so... enjoy the emotional pain... I guess... thank you for sending these prompts in! <3 the full oneshot will be under the cut. Found

**Also… just because of the time this takes place… possible spoiler about who Grace’s mom really is… but like… yeah…just an FYI**

Everything happened so fast.

One minute I was sitting on the couch with Bobby and we were watching Lily and Rose play, while the baby slept in the nursery down the hall. The next Sean, who I hadn’t seen in months, was pounding on my door in a panic. He was going on about how Colin had tracked John down in Fall’s End and he was going to kill him. I didn’t want to believe that all Colin’s posturing had come to this. “Come inside and explain, Sean.” I said confused, opening the door and gesturing for him to come inside.

“MJ, sweetheart, there is no time… NO TIME.” Sean said the panic raising in his voice causing the girls to look up from their toys. He grabbed a hold of my shoulders and looked me square in the eyes. I knew my brother, Sean was not a man who was easily rattled but whatever was going on had him rattled. Reaching out he took my hand. I froze as I looked up at him. “You need to come with me… maybe… maybe…” The way he stumbled over his words, like he didn’t want to say what needed to be said.

For Sean to be this rattled, Colin was serious with his intent. I glanced back at the girls before turning back to Sean. I looked at him for a tense moment as it dawned on me. “He is really going to kill him…” I muttered my hands going to cover my mouth. I knew that Colin had been out to ‘end Eden’s Gate’ but I didn’t think he would go so hard after John. Things had been escalating for the last three months, John had become more and more frazzled with each slight against him Colin committed. Joseph was furious at John, he felt as if John was failing to take care of what in The Father’s mine, was John’s problem. I turned back to Bobby who knelt down on the floor trying to distract the girls but Lily was smart. She sat on the floor holding her doll, watching as my eyes grew wide as I tried to come up with some manner of plan.. “Bobby…” I called out. He looked up. “Take my car, take the girls to Jacob…”

“Why?’ Bobby asked, confused. Normally in this type of situation, I would have taken the girls to John’s bunker and we would have hid there till things blew over. Yet something told me that this wasn’t going to end well at all. That my children needed to be someplace safe, some place they would be protected. There was only one place that I could think of.

“Because he would never let anything happen to the girls and I need to know they are safe… alright!” I reached over and pulled Lily and Rose’s coats from the coat rack and laid them over the edge of the couch. “With Jacob, is going to be the safest place for them to be.” I said more reminding myself than Bobby. Looking down at my brother I gave him a pained look as I took a deep breath trying to steady myself. “Just do this please…”

“Do you really think this is the best idea, if John finds out..” Bobby began.

“JUST DO IT!” I yelled cutting him off, as I raced to the bookshelf and searched through the titles till I found the one I was looking for. It was a false copy of the ‘The Art of War’ that was hallowed into a box. Inside there was several thousand dollars in cash and pistol. I pulled the pistol out and checked to make sure the safety was one before I tucked into the back of my jeans.

Sean shook his head, I knew that there was part of him that already knew the answer to the question he was about to ask. “Why are you taking the gun, MJ, do you really think..”

“Do you really think that Colin is going to get out of this alive if he hurt my husband…” I snapped sharply. I was in no mood to be cautioned against brash actions. Not this time. This was John’s life on the line and even with all of our ups and downs I couldn’t ever picture my life without him. “After everything he and I have been through… that man is still the man I love and so help me if my shit for brains brother is going to let his hero complex take him from me.” I could feel both of my brother’s eyes on me as I heard Rose start to scream in the background scared by all commotion. “Bobby… Girls… to Jacob… NOW.” I reached down and picked up a black leather diaper bag that I had since Lily was born. I thrust it at him as he looked around the room in a mild panic. “There are bottles for Gracie in the fridge, everything else in here. Do not stop, do not slow down till you hit the Whitetails and then you find the first Hunter you can find… better yet radio Mac and tell him to meet you at the border and then you BOTH take my babies straight to Jacob and you tell him that Colin is going after John… John could very well be dead and I could be taken by Colin.. ”

“That’s not going to happen, MJ, this is all getting out of fucking hand…” Sean tried to reassure me but I had a feeling in my bones if I didn’t get there in time to stop it. Everything was going to end very badly.

I turned to Sean and tilted my head to side ever so slightly as my jaw clenched. “It’s just now getting out of hand… when Colin decides to kill John…”

“And Jacob, Joseph… Faith…” There was a long pause before he looked me dead in the eyes. “And You…” I shoved Sean backwards towards the door furious that he could even be still siding with Colin in this situation after learning this. I let out a disgusted scoff as I shook my head trying to find words to express my pure distatin for the idea that my brother thought this this was a solution. Sean took a step back towards me, his hand reaching out and brushing against mine. “I don’t want anyone else to get hurt, Mary… I swear I just want everyone to calm down about all this and figure out some rational answer to all this…”

“Then let’s go…because if he kills John, that’s never going to happen.” I snapped before turning back to Bobby who was trying to get the girl’s coats on. “Don’t forget the Gracie’s bottles…”

“I won’t…” He muttered.

I looked down at my daughters, Lily was old enough to vaguely understand what was going on. She was 6 and smart. I leaned down motioned for her to come towards me. She did as she shoved her hands through the puffy silver sleeves of her coat. I reached down and cupped her cheek. “Everything is going to be alright, Lily-bug…” I smiled softly but Lily was my daughter, as good as she was at shoving her own emotions down. Fear was written all over her face. I brushed a few stray strands of her black hair off her cheek. “It’s going to be fine, okay… but I need you to promise me you are going to be good for your Uncles and help with your sisters…”

“I promise..” Lily answered as she nodded her head.

I lent down and kissed the top of her head as I whispered. “I love you, protect your sisters...always…” Fearing that this could be the last time I spoke to my eldest daughter. Standing up I looked at Bobby who was holding Rose who was only 16 months. “The girls…”

“To Jacob, don’t stop till all three of them are in his hands…” Bobby finished trying to calm my nerves. “I am going to radio Mac and Jimmy right now. My guess is they will meet us…” I nodded and lent over to kiss Rose’s cheek. “I got the girls… you go stop Colin from doing something he would regret.”

Sean took my hand and began pulling me towards the door. I didn’t want to leave the girl but I couldn’t bare the thought of losing John. Sean drug me out to his truck and helped me in. We spent much of the drive down the long dirt driveway in silence. What were we going to say? What could be said?

It wasn’t until I spotted John’s truck race past us heading towards the house did I speak. “That’s John’s truck!” I shouted, hitting his arm. “He’s heading back to the house…” I thought for a moment. I knew John better than anyone else and he and Colin had been at each other's throats for our entire relationship. If Colin openly threatened him, there was one thing John was going to do. “John’s going to the hanger… John is going after Fall’s End..”

“Colin would guess that, that’s what John does…” Sean pointed out as he pulled the truck off to the side. “He is all buddy buddy with Nick Rye these days… He was with Colin at the church…”

“Go to Nick’s… I can stop Nick… If he doesn’t give..”

“You think that’s going to stop Colin, you would have better luck trying to stop John…” gripping the steering wheel Sean let out a ragged sigh. “What do you want to do Mary Jane?”

I caught a glimpse of my car zooming past with Bobby at the wheel, “John didn’t stop, Bobby…” I whispered. “He is out for blood… John in his right mind wouldn’t have let the girls be taken out into this…” I let out a long scream of frustration before I threw my hands up. “Go back to the Ranch…” Sean whipped his truck around and raced back towards the Ranch but as we neared the end of the driveway I could hear the all too familiar sound of the engine of John’s plane starting.

My hands came crashing down on the dashboard as I screamed “FUCK!” Sean looked over at me before he reached out and took my hand. I pulled away at first. “Don’t fucking start…”

“We can follow them… see what happens…” He suggested and all I could do in response was nod. Throwing the truck in reveres he swung around and rolled down his window. “We should be able to find a good spot to see..” He stopped when he heard my muffled sobs behind my hands. “You don’t gotta watch, Mary Jane… just… I’m sorry…”

I wanted to snap back at him but in that moment I couldn’t bring myself to stop crying long enough to do so. Only a nod as I closed my eyes. I rolled down the window and listened. I could hear the gun fire, the crack of Colin’s voice taunting John over the radio, followed by John coming back at him. They made it more than clear only one man was walking away from this fight. I tried to block out for as long as I could till I felt Sean’s hand on my arm. He handed me the radio and I listened as John through coughs said his plane was going down.

The most ungodly sound came from my mouth as my hands shook around the radio. Sean stopped the truck and I threw the radio on the floor as I tossed my seatbelt off and threw open the door. “Where are you going…” He called out as I walked around the front of the truck and saw the smoke off in tree line from where John’s plane had crashed. My eyes went to the sky and I could just barely make out the silhouette of John’s parachute.

“He got out… He got out…” I exclaimed as I raced across the road towards the clearing where I was expecting John to land. “We have to go help him… Sean… COME ON!” I screamed as I stepped over the railing and Sean threw his hands up.

“Fuck there is Colin..” He pointed to the sky and the second silhouette of the parachute. He reached into the bed of the truck and pulled out a shotgun before racing across the road to join me. As we made our way through the dense forests the sounds of gunshots could be heard in the distance. With each round fired, my feet moved faster. I am not an athlete and I had given birth 10 weeks earlier, but I was moving faster than I ever had before.

By the time we reached the clearing Colin was crouched over John, his fists pummeling down on his face. Both men were covered in blood, though John was far worse for the wear. That same ungodly scream came pouring from my lips as I reached into the waistband of my jeans to pull out the pistol. Without hesitation I fired a shot in Colin’s direction, I had a horrible aim so even though I was aiming for his head, I only managed to hit his shoulder but it was enough to send him tumbling off John. Colin looked up at me from a few dozen yards away with a look of shock.

“You went and got her!? Are you fucking serious Sean!?” He yelled before letting out a groan of pain as he attempted to stand back up.

I raced over to John, my gun still drawn and pointed at Colin as knelt beside my husband. “Baby..” I muttered softly as my free hand went to his face. Through the haze, John’s eyes found mine and I smiled down at him. “It’s gonna be okay baby... I’m gonna get you out of here and you are going to be just fine...I promise…”

“You found me..” He muttered weakly as he tried to reach out for me but only ended up coughing as he tried to catch his breath.

I rested my hand on his chest for a moment and when I lifted it, it was covered in his blood. “Sean… SEAN!” I screamed and though Sean was trying to deal with Colin as soon as I screamed he turned back to me. “We gotta get him out of here… we gotta get him the Bunker.. Please… I can’t..” Colin began to protest but I snapped at him before I could even process what he had said. “You have no rights to fucking speak ever again, you understand that Colin. You are lucky he is fucking hurt as bad as he is, because if he wasn’t… and if I wasn’t desperate to save my husband… I would fucking kill you for the shit that you have caused the last three months…”

“Oh it’s just getting started, Mary Jane… you took our parents from me… YOU KILLED OUR FUCKING MOTHER!” Colin screamed as he lunged at me, his hands only able to grasp my hair as he pulled me down across John and shoved my face into the dirt. As he was about to kick me, Sean brought down the barrel of his gun on the back of Colin’s head. Hard enough to hopefully just knock him out but in that moment I was less concerned if he was okay or not. Colin went tumbling to the ground as Sean scrambled to help me up.

“We gotta go now…” he yelled as he tried to pull me up off John but I wouldn’t budge.

“Not without John…” I wouldn’t leave him, I couldn’t leave him. I knelt next to him, my grey sweatshirt now soaked in his blood as I looked helplessly up at Sean. There was no way that I was going to move John on my own. I needed Sean’s help.

I felt John’s hand move over mine, looking down at him I smiled but John’s face was ashen and serious. “Just go..” John said weakly. “I’m not gonna..”

“I’m not leaving you here,” I whispered as I reached up and ran my hand across his forehead before leaning down and kissing it. “You aren’t going to leave me either, understand that. We have been through too much for you to just die on me like this, understand okay. You aren’t allowed to die..” I turned back to Sean who looked like he was about to cry himself when I looked up at him, tears running down my cheeks, “Sean… please… before Colin comes too…”

Sean nodded and I stood up. It took us a moment to figure out what was going to be the best way to move John and the only way we could think of was to carry him each of us taking an arm. One we got him up it was only a matter of getting him close enough to the road that Sean could bring the truck to us. I tried to keep John conscious, knowing if I kept him talking that in my mind he was going to be okay. “I can’t believe you let Bobby take the girls…” I started as we made our way through the woods.

“He...said...he was… taking them to Jacob…” John coughed hard and we stopped to let him catch his breath. “They would be safe… Gracie is his after all.. That’s what the test said..”

Sean looked at me wide eyed over the top of John’s head and shook my head. “She is our daughter, Jacob even said that… what happened was a mistake and the only good thing that came out of it was Grace… okay..” Sean looked dumbfounded, no one knew that she was Jacob’s daughter besides the three of us. Not even Joseph knew. “This has all been settled, you love her just as much as Lily and Rose…”

John sighed and smiled softly thinking about our children, “I do… I do…” He nodded and Sean just kept looking at me wide eyed in disbelief.

‘You and Jacob… fucked?’ He mouthed, I responded with a shrug. “A shrug is a maybe… that was a yes or no question.” Sean snapped, still very confused over the situation.

“Yes.. we…had… a…” I was trying to find a delicate way to put it but leave it to John, even in the state he was in to find a way to break the tense mood.

“He knocked her up, so either they fucked or it was immaculate conception and Jacob just happens to be god..” Sean snorted at the comment and could feel my face turn bright red. “How red is her face?” John asked too weak to lift his head at this point.

“Solid Candy Apple...which tells me they definitely fucked…”

“Would you both please…” I sighed as I rested my hand on John’s chest to feel his shallow ragged breaths. “Come on, we need to get him to the truck.” Sean nodded and we quickened our pace. It took another five minutes of walking before we reached a spot clear enough that Sean could get his truck down. We settled John down against a tree and I sat down next to him. He leaned into me, his head resting against my chest.

I chuckled softly as I ran my hand through his hair. “Even now...the boobs..”

“Especially now..” He wanted to laugh but he didn’t have it left in him to do so. He was pale and he had lost a lot of blood. I knew time was starting to really be of the essence. I kissed the top of his head as my eyes searched for the first sign of Sean’s truck. Thankfully he didn’t take long and we got John into the cab and wedged myself in the middle.

Sean got up the hill as quickly as he could but it was much easier getting down than up. Once on the road, he put the pedal to the floor as he raced towards the bunker. It was only a few miles away but John was not doing well. “Would you hold my hand…”I whispered to John trying to keep him on the edge of consciousness. I laid my hand in his and his fingers interlaced with mine. “You stay with me okay… I can’t face this world or the next without you..” Tears were rolling down my cheeks when John wouldn’t respond. He was still breathing but his breaths were shallow as we pulled up in front of the bunker.

As soon as we pulled up, Sean laid on the horn and a group of men came running out of the bunker. Sean stuck his head of the window. “John’s hurt… fucking hurry!” The men came rushing over and pulled John from the truck, I wouldn’t let him take him without me right next to him.

“It’s gonna be okay, John… it’s gonna be okay…” I whispered as we were rushed into the bunker and I turned back to see Sean standing by his truck at the gate. I knew he wasn’t going to follow, I had lost that hope long ago. I was however thankful that my brother did the right thing, he helped me find John. He helped me save him...when he could have let Colin kill us both.

#prompts #mary jane seed #john seed/oc #bring forth the angst #far cry 5 fanfic #john seed #john seed/mary jane

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solesurvivorkat · 4 years

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FC5 Deputy GFH Dialogue

(Quickie ‘Katie IRL’ Update: So sorry for lack of writing... to be succinct, I might have a sleep disorder, possibly Sleep Apnea - been very tired/lethargic for several months now, finally have a test scheduled for late August. Will have to ‘make do’/power through fatigue until then. I will do my best to jump-start my writing {and my YT channel} until then!

Also - as for ‘I Need to Tell You’ (FC5 no-cult AU fic) - I don’t think I have a ton of readers for that one, so I’m just gonna stick to the movie-plot where I can & finish it up {the end is nearing!}. If anyone wants to read anything else from that ‘verse, lemme know & I’ll whip something up - otherwise, I’m gonna finish that up & get back to working on ‘The Book of John’ again, which is loooong overdue {poor Sarah’s been in John’s bunker forever, lol!}. THAT said... )

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Deputy Sarah Rook

(NOTE: My apologies if Sarah’s dialogue is similar to anyone else’s OC’s... I promise and swear that if it happens, it’s purely coincidental. I am adamant about not {purposely} stealing anyone else’s creativity! <3 Also, this is quite long... but it’s not everything in FC5, so if you like it & want even more, just lemme know, lol.)

With Fangs for Hire:

Boomer: “Aww, who’s my sweet, brave boy?” (kisses forehead) - “Good boy, Boomer!” - “I know what it’s like to have someone you love taken away from you... but don’t worry boy, you’re not alone. And I’ll do everything I can to make sure you never are again.” - “I won’t let Eden’s Gate use you, I promise.” - “Boomer, go!” - “Rae-Rae won’t have died in vain, I promise you.”

Peaches: “I’m... usually more of a dog person - but as long as I get to keep all my fingers and limbs, I’m satisfied.” - “Peaches, attack!” - “Us girls gotta stick together, right?” - “Hmm... one blue eye, one brown. Unique!” - “Needless to say, a cougar’s a very dangerous pet. Miss Mable never should have tried to raise you in captivity. Still... it can be handy to have a cougar for an ally.” - (gives affectionate pets) “Aww, my sweet little ‘danger kitty’...”

Cheeseburger: “You’re like a... big, dangerous teddy.” (laughs) - “Cheeseburger! How are ya, buddy?” - “Wade was sweet to look after you. I promise I’ll try to do the same.” - “I will not let Jacob take you.” - “Ohh, those big brown eyes of yours...” - “I can’t believe Wade not only found a collar to fit you, but also one that had cheeseburgers on it. Wow.” - “I’m glad you’re on my side, boy.” - “No, I can’t give you any more cheeseburgers. ...Stop looking at me like that, you know they’re not good for you. ...You’re on a diet, remember? ... (sighs) .....Okay, ONE burger. Don’t tell anyone.”

With other Guns for Hire:

Sharky

(serious) “Sharky... just between us... you’re the best friend I’ve ever had.” - “Sharky... never change.” (smiles)

“Sharky, I know fire is your, uh- ‘specialty’, but... you need to try not burning down half the forest with us!”

“Anything you say, Charlemagne.”

“You and Hurk are a dangerous duo - in more ways than one.”

(horrified, after hearing about his mom/parents) “Anyone who'd do that to an innocent baby doesn’t deserve them. You’re better off, Shark.”

(cheesy grin) “I hope Eden’s Gate stocked up on ‘Shark repellent’!”

(when fighting together) “Time for a ‘Shark attack’!” - “You’ve got us between a rock and a shark place!” - “Sarah and Shark, makin’ their mark!” - “You might be better off using your gun here, Sharky.”

“Disco, Sharky? Really? (sighs) ...All right, to each his own.”

“Hey Sharky, got a bad joke for ya - what’s a shark’s favorite bible story? ...’Noah’s Shark’!”

“Ride or die, buddy!”

“No matter what, I’ve always got your back, Sharky.”

Grace

(chuckles nervously/anxiously after seeing ‘serious/deadpan Grace’) “Sorry, I... joking around is kind of my ‘defense mechanism’...”

“A medal in the Olympics... that’s amazing, Grace. ...Er- no pun intended.”

“For what it’s worth... thank you for your service to our country.”

(after Grace mentions destroying copies of ‘Only You’, Sarah chuckles sadly) “Y’know, it’s funny... I actually used to like that song...”

“I know you want to protect your dad’s grave, I do completely understand... but we also need to help protect innocent people that’re still living too, you know? They need us... need you.”

Hurk

"Hercules Drubman Junior - as I live and breathe." (smiles)

“Hurk, I... don’t think a rocket launcher is the best weapon to use right now...”

“As... ‘tempting’ as ‘Hurk’s Gate’ sounds, I... don’t think it’s quite for me.”

(at a loss for words) “...Oh Hurk...”

“Y’know Hurk... there is a lot more to life than beer, drugs, and sex...” - (Hurk {looks horrified}: “...Say whaat? What’choo talkin’ ‘bout, Dep??”)

“Hurk, just... be careful.”

(stares blankly, then slowly raises an eyebrow) “...Monkey... King/God??”

“No offense dude, but... if your dad doesn’t stop talking I may have to ‘accidentally’ shoot him.”

(sneaking around) “You’re not exactly the ‘king of stealth’. Why don’t... you hang back here for a minute? I’ll signal you or call out if I need you.”

“To each their own, but ‘partying’ is... not really my thing.”

Adelaide

(pointing in turn to Sharky, Hurk, then Addie, during ‘tongue-in-cheek’ suggestions for Sarah) “No, no, and HELL no.”

(Addie: "Punch it Chewie! ...Bet you got a kick out of that, you fuckin’ nerd.") “Hey- I love the reference, and I’m proud of who I am. ...Mostly.” (smiles)

“Addie, for the last time - no, I did not inspect John's underwear drawer when I was at Seed Ranch. I was a little occupied at the time.” (turns bright red as Addie looks thrilled) “...That- that’s not what I meant!”

(reluctantly) “Addie? I kind of need some... ‘womanly advice’.” - (Addie, eyebrows raised: “And you came to me?? Oh hunny...”)

“While I appreciate your... ‘openness’, no - I do not need ‘tips’ from you and Xander about ‘positions’.”

“Addie... ‘showing more cleavage’ is not going to help me with the Seed brothers or Eden’s Gate, despite your insistence.”

“...I am not playing ‘Fuck, Marry, Kill’...”

Nick

(after flying Carmina - and puking once landed) “Nick... if you ever make me do that again... I don’t know what I’ll do, but it’ll be bad.”

“Flying may be great for you, but I’m much happier with my feet on the ground.”

“I’ll protect you and your family as much as I can - that’s a promise.”

“Defending your business, plane, home, family, and friends like you have been... I’m sure your family would be very proud of you.”

“There he is, ‘King of the Skies’!”

“You and Kim... you’re lucky to have each other. I kind of envy that.”

“Rook and Rye - on land and in the sky!“

“I know fighting Eden’s Gate is important, but... don’t forget to be there for Kim too. We’ve [the Resistance] got this... Kim and your baby need you more.”

(After Carmina's born) "How's Kim and the baby? You'd better be taking good care of my goddaughter!"

Jess

“I know we grew up in very different ‘environments’, but... I also know what it’s like to feel alone for a long time. No pressure, but... I’m here if you ever need someone to lend an ear.”

(re: Jess’s insane survival skills) “...You’ve got to teach me that/how to do that sometime.”

“You’re related to Dutch? Wow, that’s... kinda cool.”

“I thought I swore a lot, but... wow.”

“Yeah... I’m not one for small talk, either.”

In Combat

(to herself, stressed) “Jesus, Mary, and Joseph...”

“Aw shit...”

“Fucking Peggies!”

(to herself, quickly and quietly) “You will not fear the terror of night, nor the arrow that flies by day...”

“Let’s kick some Peggie ass!”

(to herself) “I can do all things through him who strengthens me...”

“May God have mercy on you.”

“I don’t think my soul is the one that needs saving!”

Driving

(hears ‘Oh John’ on the radio & starts humming along. After a couple seconds, realizes what she’s doing and shakes her head, murmuring to herself) “...Damnit...”

“I’m driving? If you say so.”

“ ‘Roads? Where we’re going, we don’t need... roads.’ “ (smug grin)

“I used to like driving. Found it kind of relaxing, most of the time. ...That was before I started having to get used to being pursued and chased down by Eden’s Gate trucks.”

“Time for... LUDICROUS SPEED!”

“Fasten your seatbelts... it’s going to be a bumpy ride!”

Idle

“...So...?”

“Everything okay? Do you need a break?”

“I don’t know if you’re aware, but I spent most of my life in New England - Connecticut, actually. Born and raised. I moved out to Hope County only a few years ago, when the Deputy job opened up. Thought it’d be... a ‘fresh start’. ...Definitely didn’t expect anything like all this to happen.”

“I used to roll my eyes - or want to - every time the Sheriff and the other Deps called me ‘Rookie’. They thought it was so funny, on account of my last name and all, and me being the newest addition to the department. Now that we’re all spread out and fighting against the cult... I think I kind of miss it.”

“Some of the most horrible things imaginable... have been done by people who claim they had ‘good reasons’ behind their actions.”

“There’s an old proverb that states, ‘Hell is full of good meanings, but heaven is full of good works’. ...There’s a lot of wisdom in that.”

“God has a reason for everything, even if we don’t always understand why...”

“The right thing to do is not always the easy thing to do...”

“Faith is believing in things when common sense tell you not to.“

“Imagine the things we could accomplish... if we would just try.”

“ ‘Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate, hate leads to suffering.’ ...Make fun of me all you want, but it’s true.”

“I do love nature. ...You know... when it’s not being interrupted by religious idiots.”

“Courage isn’t the absence of fear... it’s deciding that something is more important than fear.”

Recruiting/Greeting

“I’ll do everything I can... you can count on it.”

“Good to see you again.”

“Let’s do this.”

“Stronger together!”

Dismissal

“Until we meet again - stay safe.”

“Call me if you need me.”

“Done already? Aww, you’re killin’ me, Smalls.”

Injured/Down

“God damnit... not yet...”

“FUCK!”

“This can’t be it...”

“I’m sorry... I tried...”

“I need some help!”

Revived/Assisted

“Thanks... now let’s teach these assholes a lesson they won’t soon forget.”

“Never tell me the odds!”

“Never give up, never surrender!”

“Thanks for the help!”

“Thanks... our work’s not done yet!”

Stealth

“Shh... ‘silence is golden’, remember?“

“Keep a low profile!”

“Be cautious...”

“Don’t let ‘em see you comin’...”

“ ‘Even a fool who keeps silent is considered wise...’ ”

Being aimed at

“Watch where you’re pointing that.”

“I’m a much better shot than I let on. Just remember that.”

“Two hits - me hitting you, and you hitting the ground. I suggest you aim elsewhere.”

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”

Location-Specific:

By any body of water: “When I lived in Connecticut, I loved seeing the ocean. The lakes in Montana can be beautiful, but... it’s not quite the same.”

The Henbane: “Freakin’ Bliss.” / “Please promise me... that you’ll never, ever let me end up like one of Faith’s Angels.” / “Exploiting people’s weaknesses and fears to get them to do what you want... it’s wrong on so many levels.” / “Rachel Jessop wasn’t the first, or even the second ‘Faith Seed’... I wonder if she’s ever afraid of ending up like them.” / “God wants people to follow him willingly, to choose to do good - not be forced into it with trickery and fear. Even if - in an insane world - Joseph was right, it doesn’t excuse the things that Eden’s Gate has done. If they have a message to spread, this isn’t the way to do it.”

Holland Valley: “Saying ‘Yes’ to everything doesn’t make you a better person.” / “Many people know the seven deadly sins... but few people can name - let alone even know about - the 'seven virtues': chastity, temperance, charity, diligence, patience, kindness, and humility. ...But you don’t see John tattooing those on people.” / John is... he’s done some horrible things. Committed heinous acts. But knowing the life he had to endure as a child when the Duncans adopted him... I hate so many of the things he’s done, but... part of me can’t help feeling sorry for him, too.” / “Underneath all those layers of ‘jackass’, way, waaaay deep down... I think there’s a lot of hurt and pain in John.”

The Whitetails: “Jacob acts like having feelings, friends, caring for things and people makes you weak. It’s just the opposite... having things to fight for - people to fight for - is a strength. More than just a ‘purpose’ - it’s a blessing.” / (angry) Jacob turning me into a weapon of destruction... he’s going to pay for that. / Forcing Bliss on animals to turn them into Judges... it’s wrong on multiple levels. / “I’m ‘weak’, Jacob? I’ll show you what a ‘weak’ person can do.”

#far cry 5 #fc5 #far cry 5 oc #fc5 oc #my oc #junior deputy #female deputy #deputy sarah rook #sarah rook #deputy rook #guns for hire #fangs for hire #travelling companions #fc5 dialogue #far cry 5 dialogue

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chloca-cola · 5 years

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Defenseless Chapter 5

TW: blood, cursing

Word count: 2,903

"Ok, Higgs, I usually just sneak in through here." Mara pointed out as she pulled him down into a crouching position, pointing to a hole in the fencing that was nearly unnoticeable, her voice even softer, as if she needed to talk quieter. Her mouth was very close to his ear as she spoke to him, causing goosebumps to pepper his skin, feeling her warm breathing fanning over the shell of his ear. "Higgs, are you listening to me?" He had not been, he had been too focused on the feeling of her proximity to him and he chuckled, trying to play that fact off.

"'Course I was, what else would I have been doin'? Gotta put a little more faith in me, sweetheart." She sat back on her heels, folding her arms over her knees, giving him a very skeptical look, clucking her tongue at him.

"What did I say then, smart shit?" She countered and Higgs swallowed hard, his eyes going blank as he tried his hardest to think back on what she had said to him, coming up with nothing. "Yeah, that is what I thought." She finally said, bumping his shoulder with her elbow. "How are we going to work as a team if you cannot listen to me?" Higgs scoffed, looking her in the eyes, the glint in them catching her off guard.

"How can I focus when you're that close to me?" He asked, moving his face closer to hers, their breathing mixing together. It was a flirt, he knew it was, it took everything in him to muster up the courage for possible rejection from her. He honestly didn't know how she really felt about him. Mara was so hard to read a lot of the times, and he cut her slack on that having lived away from everyone for the majority of her life.

"It is not hard, just listen." She stated, matter-of-factly, completely oblivious to what his statement really meant, and Higgs pulled back, hanging his head, laughing softly.

"Yeah, guess that is pretty easy, huh?" Mara blinked at him, confused about his sudden odd behavior, tilting her head. She has read so many books that she scavenged from different places, she doesn't understand the feelings behind some of the stories she's read. She understands the words, but never having experienced any kind of real love, she's completely lost about it. She's still just that little eleven year old girl just wanting to feel love from someone.

"Like I said before, I want you to look for those solar panels, I will gather food and medical supplies." Higgs nodded at her, finally looking at her again, and she smiled tightly at him, still not understanding why he's looking at her that way. "Are you going to be sick?" Higgs blinked in surprise, before snorting out a laugh, giving her an odd look as he did.

"No, why do ya ask that?" She sighed, so very confused, scratching the back of her head.

"You keep giving me this weird look, is all." She offered, trying to replicate his look, and it came off as a tease, which is what she was hoping for. The tiniest blush painted across his nose and cheeks, and he cleared his throat, quickly looking at the fence, shaking his head.

"Nah, I'm not. You're just imaginin' thangs." He waved his hand dismissively, moving towards the fence, still crouching, holding back the clipped metal for Mara to slip through, following behind her.

"Higgs…" She called softy, and he turned to face her, and she reached out, grasping his hand tightly, part of her not wanting to separate from him. "Be safe." Higgs looked down at their clasped hands, and he finally gave her a reassuring squeeze.

"Ya be safe too, Mara."

Mara took her normal routes through the warehouse the MULE's had holed up in, she couldn't believe how many different kinds of packages they had here. This particular group had to have been some of the first MULE's, she's been stealing from them for years and they either have so much stuff they haven't noticed, or they know and just don't bother her. She's honestly not sure which is it, and she doesn't really care either way, as long as she can survive.

As she dug through the various piles, taking different cans of food, and kinds of small weapons like knives, along with more crafting supplies, her mind kept going back to Higgs. He doesn't know this building as well as she does and she's worried he'll get them caught. At least, that's what she kept telling herself, because the alternative frightened her.

What if she was getting close to him again? In the back of her mind the thought that kept trying to break through was 'what if this is just another trick?' She shook her head, clearing it, she really needed to focus, she doesn't need to slip up and be the one that gets caught after all these years.

Which brings up her other problem with getting close to him. It may cause her to hesitate instead of just reacting like she always has to keep herself safe.

She sighed to herself, as she raided the medical supply pile for rubbing alcohol, peroxide, bandages, whatever she could fit into her pack, unbeknownst to her that she was being watched.

Mara quickly made her way back to the fence line, meeting Higgs, who had two solar panels strapped to his back, and Mara looked at him cautiously.

"Do you need help with that?" Higgs laughed, as he held back the fencing, motioning with his head for her to go through, and once on the other side, she helped him get through the opening.

"Honey, please. I used to be a porter, remember?" Mara gave him a small smirk and a shrug of one shoulder as she removed things from her pack and loaded it into his, periodically looking up into his eyes, and he was giving her a soft smile.

"What is it you are wanting from your bunker?" He absently reached out and tucked some of her hair behind her ear and she froze, looking up at him like a deer caught in the headlights.

"My books, my stereo and laptop." He wasn't even aware he had touched her until she turned her head to where his hand was resting on her shoulder, her heart beating erratically. He removed his hand quickly, all the memories of them from before was overwhelming him and he's coming to realize that he loves her, and he wants to stay with her.

"Higgs...what is wrong?" She stepped back after clearing out her pack, looking at him strangely. "Are you sure you are feeling well?" He smirked, shaking his head ruefully, running his thumb over his bottom lip, before looking at her again.

"It's nothin', darlin'. Be careful gettin' my stuff ok, I want ya comin' back to me." She gave him a prideful tilt to her head, squaring her shoulders

"Of course I will come back. I always do."

Higgs turned, walking backwards, watching Mara's retreating form, smiling to himself, she moved like a hunting cat on the prowl. He stopped walking however, his smile fading to a look of concern when he noticed three figures following after her and he cursed under his breath. They were coming from where the MULEs camp was.

He had to get to them before they got to her. Making sure everything was strapped down tight, he began to run towards them, heart pounding as he watched them getting closer and closer to her.

He felt fear gripping him, he knew in the back of his mind she could watch out for herself, she's done as much for the better half of her life out here, yet the thought of something happening to her...he just couldn't take it. Mara was the last person to have ever been kind to him, and how had he repaid that? Knocking her out? Kidnapping her? Trying to use her to cause a void out? Which now he knows wouldn't have worked anyway, but that was beside the point.

All he was worried about now was catching up to those MULEs.

Mara moved along the valley floor, determined to get as close as she could to the radius of Higgs' bunker before jumping to it, hopefully saving herself from feeling to sickly because of it.

Her mind kept pulling her back to the look Higgs had been giving her at the MULEs encampment. How he had leaned into her, his breath warming her face, how his eyes kept quickly looking down at her lips. The looks were so quick, he probably hadn't even realized he had done it.

It finally dawned on her, smacking her in the face like the hand of God, and she gasped loudly. She had read about this in her books...Higgs loves her. Her pace actually picked up, her heart beat hastening at the realization. Love is something she was wanting, but now that it's fallen into her lap, she's...terrified.

She doesn't know how to love, what is she's bad at it? Panic was about to cause her to stop, when she heard a crunching noise behind her.

She gripped her pole arm tightly, spinning around, her weapon parallel to the ground, swing it swiftly, the MULE closest to her, jumped backwards, narrowly missing having his stomach sliced opened.

She crouched down quickly, swiping her leg out, catching his ankles, knocking him to the ground, she straightened back up and drove the bayonet through his heart with practiced ease. He sputtered, coughed and cursed her to hell, before finally letting out his death rattle. Mara breathed a sigh of relief that there had only been one.

She looked around again just to be sure, unknowing that Higgs was taking care of the other two for her. She frowned, deciding now was the best time to jump to Higgs bunker.

Higgs caught up with the MULEs the first one screaming that he'd go take care of the bitch. The name causing Higgs to see red, no one was going to call Mara that on his watch.

He wasn't very practiced with a polearm, but he wasn't going to lay down and just take this either, swinging it wildly, and jabbing it towards the two MULEs who had stayed behind to deal with him.

"We're tired of that bitch taking from us. The others said to leave her be, but we can't just keep sitting by and letting her take our things!" The first one grunted as he dodged Higgs' attacks.

"Ya've got more than enough!" Higgs shouted, striking the second one in the face with the butt of his weapon, causing his head to rock back and blood sprayed into the air. The guy shook his head, spitting blood onto the ground, dazed by the hit.

"You were what really drew the line for us, we definitely weren't going to let you get away." The contempt held in his voice was justified but it still settled Higgs nonetheless, and he growled, jabbing towards the first MULE again, this time making contact, and Higgs drive the weapon in deeper, pushing him backwards into a rock, blood sputtered from the man's mouth, splattering Higgs' face with the sticky spray.

His guard was down, dealing with the first guy, letting the second guy attack from behind, stabbing Higgs in the side.

Higgs yelped out in pain, reaching behind him trying to get the knife out of his flesh, hoping that nothing important had been impaled. Finally getting his hand on the hilt, he pulled it out, spun quickly and drove the blade into the second MULEs throat, and he watched him fall to the ground, drowning in his own blood.

Higgs, now able to relax, touched his wound, bringing his hand around to see it coated with blood, and he bent at his waist, placing his hands on his knees, letting out a slow, shaking breath.

"Well, shit…" He whispered out on a sigh. It didn't feel like anything serious and been injured internally, but how could he be sure? He couldn't worry about himself right now, he had to get to Mara and make sure she was ok.

Mara appeared in front of Higgs' bunker, staggering and dropping to a knee, pain contracting all her muscles. She hadn't been close enough and now she's paying the price.

After several minutes of her regaining composure, she stood up on wobbly legs and started walking into Higgs' place, seeing several little Egyptian knickknacks strewn about on his desk. She picked up a few of them, smiling to herself, she's never got to actually see inside his living quarters before.

Sure, she had been here on a few occasions, but Higgs apparently wanted to keep her away from all his doomsday preparations, not that she upset about that. Yeah, she lived a lonely life, but she didn't want to die. She's tried to hard to survive all these years to just give up.

Turning in a slow circle, taking in everything his bunker had to offer, she covered her mouth in shock. Her level of DOOMs had been higher than Sam's and Higgs', until Amelie shared her powers with Higgs anyway. How high had his level become to make him so...unstable?

He held so much hate towards Sam, she concluded, touching the wall filled with his pictures and hateful words.

"Oh...Higgs…" She cooed in her graveyard whisper.

"Mara?" She startled, letting out a soft scream, turning to face the holder of the voice. "Why are you here?" It was Sam, and he was holding a small child's hand, causing Mara to look at her in surprise before looking back up to Sam.

"Why are you here?" She asked, a little too defensively, her body matching her voice as she looked at him, more scared than angry.

"I come out here periodically to make sure Higgs is still gone." So Higgs had been smart to be cautious of coming here himself, her green eyes went back to the small girl beside Sam. "I've actually been lookin for you too, Mara." Sam's voice was always so gruff, like he was always done with everything and just wanted a nap, and she gave him a quizzical look.

"Me? Why have been looking for me?" She inquired, pointing to herself in her confusion.

"This is Louise. I wanted you to meet her officially." Mara blinked, looking between them.

"Louise...Lou? Your BB?" Sam gave her a quick affirming nod of his head and Mara relaxed, smiling at the small child, kneeling down before her, and the girl slinked behind Sam slightly, hiding from Mara.

"My name is Mara, it is a pleasure to meet you, Louise." Mara greeted, and the girl blinked at her, before stepping out into view again, holding out her hand for Mara to shake, which she did.

"Guess she is not taking after you with your aphenphosmphobia?" Mara teased Sam, as she stood back to her full height, and Sam was about to respond, when the sound of someone teleporting sounded behind Mara.

She turned quickly, in time to catch Higgs as he fell forward. She staggered backwards, but kept them both upright.

"Higgs?!" Sam and Mara said in unison but in vastly different tones. Mara gently eased Higgs down to the floor, sitting on her knees and laying his head on her lap, her eyes taking in on the blood everywhere. "Higgs!" Her whispery voice was panicked, as she looked at her blood covered hands, before trying to clean off his face. She untied the solar panels from his back, so she could get a better look at his side.

"Hey, darlin'." His voice was weak and Mara felt her eyes stinging with the threat of tears.

"Higgs, what the fuck?" Mara held up her hand, giving Sam a very stern look, hunching her body over Higgs to protect him.

"Sam...please...just go for now, please?" Sam looked at her, chewing on his lower lip, before he took Louise's hand again, and he hurriedly ushered her from the area.

"We'll talk about this later, Mara." Sam promises, which she waves a bloody hand at, as she begins to dig through the pack for the medical supplies.

"Higgs, what happened? She asked, struggling to unwrap bandages and digging through her own medikit for her needle and surgical thread, feeling this all too familiar feeling of deja vu.

"The MULEs were after ya." He explained and she scoffed at him.

"I can take care of myself. You are hurt now, stupid." She bit harshly, not meaning for it to sound as mean as it had come out, lifting his shirt easily, and he chuckled.

"Thank ya would have been nice." Mara's green eyes met his blue ones, and he could see how scared she was. "Hey, hey, I'll be alright." She frowned at him as he tried to sit up, but she placed a hand on his shoulder, gently easing him back down.

"Stay down, Higgs. I am going to help you. Again." She tried to play it off as a joke, but her fear has come true, she's falling for Higgs and now she has more to worry about than just keeping herself alive.

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Chasing Your Demons - Ch. 22

Summary: You thought you had left Dean Winchester behind you. After what he did, who could blame you?

But, when Dean is in trouble, his brother and your childhood best friend calls for help. You’re mad, but that doesn’t change that you care about them.

Soon you find yourself helping the younger Winchester and getting closer to him again. Dean has changed, but you want to help bring him back to who he was. If it works, though, what will the future hold for you and the brothers?

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Dean

Dean woke after having slept deeply all night. He was surprised by this, especially since Sam was still pissed at him. He thought his guilt would keep him awake.

When you had gotten back to the bunker the night before, the three of you had gone silently to your own rooms. Dean couldn't believe the shit-show that was the hunt the day before. Everything had gone wrong, and to make matters worse Dean lost control with both you and Sam.

He had kissed you. And while he loved kissing you, he had broken the rule he and Sam had made. He didn't know why he did it—he just saw that you were okay and couldn't help himself. Then when Sam came after him, the Mark just took over. Killing the shifters had helped quell some of that wanting, but it apparently wasn't enough. He thought nothing would stop him.

Nothing did. Except you.

Your voice broke through, and he was able to stop. He didn't know why…or that's what he told himself. If he was being honest, he knew why.

Dean got out of his bed and headed to the kitchen. He found Sam there, reading a newspaper with his coffee. Before Sam even knew he was there, he began apologizing.

“Man, I'm so sorry. I broke our rule, and that was stupid and fucked up. Plus, ya know, beating the shit out of you. I'm so fucking sorry.”

Sam turned to look at him, his face still swollen and bruised. He gave Dean a small smile and motioned for him to sit down.

“I need to apologize too, Dean. Honestly, the physical pain from yesterday kept me up last night, and it was a good thing. It gave me time to think,” Sam said.

Dean sat down across from him. “About what?”

Sam sighed deeply. “I think deep down I knew this already, but everything that's happened with Y/N…it was for the wrong reasons.”

Dean’s heart sped up. “What do you mean?”

“Listen, I've always loved Y/N, and I always will. But I know it isn't the kind of love she needs. It isn't what I need. And—and I was jealous, Dean.”

“Jealous?” Dean asked, confused.

“Yeah. I mean, she picked you. She picked you years ago. And man, as much as I tried to pretend it was cool…you got all the girls our whole life. And then you got my best friend. So when I got the chance, I jumped at it. And we had fun. But I don’t think either of us were in love with each other, you know?”

Dean nodded. He felt a little relief at what Sam said. It covered the immense guilt momentarily.

“Dean…you two should be together.”

Dean shook his head. “No, Sam. Even if she could forgive me…I couldn’t do that to you.”

“Dean. Look at me.” Dean looked up at Sam. “I see the way you look at her. And even though she’s mad, I can see the way she looks at you, too. You should go for it.”

Dean smiled and let his head drop. “Thanks, Sam. But I’ve got to get her to forgive me first.”

Sam chuckled, then looked at the clock on the wall. “Hey, isn’t she usually up by now?” He asked.

Dean looked at the clock, too. “Yeah. I’m just gonna go see if she’s awake. She’s probably just avoiding us.”

Sam nodded and Dean got up from the table. He walked down the hall, nervous about what he was going to say to you. He knew you were mad, but the two kisses you had shared were…incredible. He was hoping that meant you were warming up to him.

Dean got to your bedroom and knocked on the door. When he did, though, it creaked open a bit.

“Y/N?” Dean asked, slowly pushing it open. When he did he saw that your bed was made, and you weren’t there. His heart sped up as a feeling of dread came over him. When he saw the little white piece of paper on your dresser, he knew he wouldn’t like what he was about to read.

You

Sam and Dean:

I had to go. I can’t get in between the two of you, I love you both too much for that. No matter what either of you did in the past, just know that I will always care. Find happiness, and please...don’t come looking for me.

Y/N

You thought of the note you had left the boys as you sped down the highway. They would be pissed, that much you knew. But you had to go. You couldn’t come between them. You wouldn’t.

You had never had a brother or sister. Watching Sam and Dean’s relationship as you grew up had made you jealous. They fought, of course. But above all, they were there for each other. They had each other through every hardship they ever endured, which was something you had wished for over and over. So you couldn’t let them lose that.

You turned up the music in your car as loud as it could go so you could drown out your thoughts. You didn’t want them to convince you to turn around.

When you pulled up to Jody’s house, she spread her arms wide as soon as she opened the door. You let her hug you, trying to hold back your tears.

“I had a feeling I might see you after what happened the other day,” she said, stroking your back.

“I promise it’s just for a bit, Jodes. I’ll find somewhere to go and I’ll be out of your hair.”

“Don’t you even worry about it. We have plenty of room.” You followed her into the house and sat your duffel down in front of the couch before sinking into it. You sighed, putting your head in your hands.

“Wanna tell me what happened in the last 48 hours?” Jody said, sitting down next to you.

You turned your head toward her, peeking through your fingers. “Ugh…”

“That good, huh?”

“Well, honestly, we didn’t even talk. We were all silent the entire drive home. Then we went in our rooms, and I left when they were still asleep,” you explained.

“You…you didn’t even say goodbye?” Jody asked.

“No,” you said, hiding your face again. “If I had said goodbye, they would have tried to make me stay.”

“Would that have been the worst thing?” Jody asked gently.

“You saw what happened, Jody. I couldn’t let that continue. They need each other, more than anything. And I can’t come between that.”

“True. But…did you ever think that maybe they need you, too?”

You sighed again, your eyes welling up with tears. “I just…I can’t, Jody.”

“Well it’s okay, you don’t have to do anything right now. You all need some space right now anyway,” she said, stroking your back.

“Thanks, Jody.” You yawned, and she stood up.

“I’ll let you get some rest. We’ll talk more tomorrow,” she said, giving you a quick peck on the cheek. She turned off the little light next to the couch and you laid down, your eyelids already drooping. You fell asleep quickly, sleeping dreamlessly, for which you were grateful.

Dean

She’s here, and she’s okay. Probably just needs time.

Dean read Jody’s text over and over, wishing it would say something different. He knew that you would probably go there first.

You had ignored all of his and Sam’s texts, and they knew your phone was probably off since it kept going straight to voicemail. Dean had tried calling Jody to explain, but when she answered she immediately told him she wasn’t going to get in the middle of anything. She did promise that she’d let them know when you were safe, though.

“Sam, I have to go get her.”

Sam closed his eyes and shook his head, watching Dean pace in the same spot he had been for hours. “Dean, we’ve been over this. If you go now, she’ll bolt before you even get one word out.”

“So, what, we just let her go? God only knows where she’ll go after she leaves Jody’s!” Dean yelled. He could feel the mark on his arm warming up, and told himself to calm down.

“Dean, she’ll talk to you when she’s ready,” Sam replied.

“How do you know?”

“Because she’s my best friend! Don’t forget that, Dean. As close as the two of you were, I have been close to her for longer and more recently. So please, just have a little faith.”

Dean closed his eyes, stopping his pacing. “Alright, Sammy. If you say so.”

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bamon4bamily · 5 years

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TVD 9X04 (part 3) Enjoy! =)

Cut to - Matt at the Mayor’s house.

EDWARD: Thank you for coming, Sheriff. Did you find anything in those documents?

MATT: No, but I was sent this… (shows him the note and key)

EDWARD: Who is it from?

MATT: Anonymous…

EDWARD: As in those guys that wear the weird mask?

MATT: No, I mean… you know what I mean… what kind of game are they playing here?

EDWARD: Seems to me that someone is trying to push your buttons.

MATT: No shit! Sorry… I’m just getting really tired of these mind games.

EDWARD: Sheriff, if I may offer you some advice, keep your head cold and your heart colder; that’s how you win the game.

MATT: You need to tell me what’s in that black box?

EDWARD: The winning chess piece…

MATT: Again, with the riddles.

EDWARD: It’s no riddle, Sheriff, it is, quite literally, a chess piece.

MATT: I don’t get it. How is a chess piece supposed to help?

EDWARD: Oh, Sheriff, you underestimate the power of intrigue…

MATT: Guess I do. So, what does it mean?

EDWARD: It means whatever meaning Darius chooses to give to it… and that’s when we’ll hold the advantage.

MATT: I still don’t get it.

EDWARD: Patience, Sheriff, you will, you have my word.

Cut to - Caroline and Stefan in their room.

CAROLINE: Why didn’t you tell me about your “master” plan?

STEFAN: Because I knew you would get upset.

CAROLINE: So? We don’t have to agree on everything, but we need to trust each other…

STEFAN: Please, don’t take it like that; you know I trust you, more than anyone, I just didn’t want you to get mad at me.

CAROLINE: About Katherine?

STEFAN: No, not about her, about boycotting your Halloween party… I know it was important for you.

CAROLINE: Are you serious!? Stefan, please! I know I’m a control freak, but I understand priorities!

STEFAN: I know; I’m sorry. I’m still overwhelmed with this coming back to life thing… and terrified of losing you...

CAROLINE: (Kisses him) Don’t be, I’m not going anywhere. Having you back was the best birthday gift I could ever wish for, and, just like you, the thought of losing you again scares the crap out of me, but we need to stay strong.

STEFAN: I love you, Caroline, and all I want is for you, for us, to be happy, for whatever time we may have... whether it’s days, months, years, the only thing that matters is that we are together.

CAROLINE: I love you so much (Kisses him). Listen, I know you want to help with all of this, but you are human now, we can’t risk it. So, please, stay here, keep the girls and the students safe, and let us do the fighting.

STEFAN: If it’s what you want, I’ll do it. Just promise me you’ll make sure to come walking through that door safe and sound.

CAROLINE: I promise.

Cut to – Whitmore College, Sam is in Elena’s dorm helping her pack.

SAM: (Picking books from her book shelve to pack) Um, Twilight?

ELENA: Well, that’s obviously not mine; that’s… that’s… Bonnie’s!

SAM: Really? Then why does it say: Dear Elena, cause guilty pleasures are nothing to be ashamed of! Love, Bonnie. Winking smiley face…

ELENA: Oh god! (Covers her face and whispers to herself) This is so embarrassing… (Sam laughs).

SAM: Definitely going on the “to take box”. So, have you told Bonnie and Caroline when we are leaving?

ELENA: No, I’ll tell them at the Halloween party, I hate goodbyes. I just want to enjoy the night with my friends, then leave the next day as if nothing was going to change… No waterworks.

SAM: I understand, but will they?

ELENA: Bonnie, yes. Caroline, definitely not, but she’ll get over it eventually.

SAM: I know this must be hard, leaving everything you know behind, but they will always be your friends, no matter how far you are from each other.

ELENA: I know, but what if we drift apart? More than friends, they are my family…

SAM: You won’t drift apart; strong bonds never break. They’ll visit, you’ll visit, you’ll face time, WhatsApp, send postcards…

ELENA: You are right; if anything they’ll be psyched to have free lodge in Germany.

SAM: They will; and when they visit, we can go backpacking, have a blast. (Holds her face) It will be fine.

ELENA: I love you, Sam. I’ve said those words many times before, but I need you to know that this is the first time that I feel what real, healthy love, really is.

SAM: I love you too. You have no idea how thankful I am that I found you. (They kiss then progress to… well, you know!).

ELENA: We can pack later…

Cut to – later that night, Bonnie’s room. Damon knocks on the door.

BONNIE: Come in.

DAMON: Hey Bon-Bon, thought you’d be in the mood for some vamp-cakes (hands her a plate).

BONNIE: Yum, yes, always. Thank you…

DAMON: (Sits next to her on the bed) Listen, Bon, I wanted to talk to you about all of this… I need to know that you are fine; and that you will be fine…

BONNIE: I am, and I think I will be… I know I’m psychic but I can’t control the future… Where is this coming from, Damon?

DAMON: I… I’m… listen… I… I’m…

BONNIE: You’re babbling, what’s going on?

DAMON: Okay, I’ll be completely honest with you, Bon. I’m scared, terrified actually. I’m supposed to be the fearless tough guy but I’m freaking out, and I have no idea how to handle it…

BONNIE: Hey, listen, you are not supposed to be anything… This is scary, we’ve never faced anything like it before. I’m scared too, but we are fighters, no matter what comes our way, we don’t give up.

DAMON: It’s just that… I… I…

BONNIE: Damon, look at me, we will get through this… we always do, Batman and Robin, remember?

DAMON: (Smiles) Sorry, Bon, I’m acting like a freakin cry baby … I think I had one too many…

BONNIE: Don’t be sorry, Damon, it’s okay to be scared.

DAMON: Do you remember that night in Prague? I got so hammered and started crying like a little girl?

BONNIE: (Laughs) I remember… you broke into an old puppet shop and put on quite a show. It was hilarious, I think I actually peed my pants…

DAMON: Oh, you did! We had to trick a lost tourist into giving you her pants!

BONNIE: Oh shit, yes! I remember… that was insane! (They laugh hysterically).

DAMON: One of the best nights of my life…

BONNIE: (Holds his hand) It’s going to be fine, we will win this fight, and if we don’t, we’ll deal with it the best we can.

DAMON: Thank you, Bon, for everything. You are, beyond a doubt, the most amazing woman I’ve ever known, and I’m honored to be your friend.

BONNIE: Okay, you need to stop with the solemnness before you make me start crying like a little girl. Let’s just eat some vamp-cakes and continue our GOT binge watch, deal?

DAMON: Bon, I…

BONNIE: I know, the Jon Snow stab, we’ll skip that part.

Cut to – Freaky old mansion library, Darius anxiously holding the black box Matt gave him. A voice speaks…

VOICE: Patience, Darius. The time will come, you have my word. For now, prepare the ground troops.

DARIUS: But it’s too soon, we haven’t even run tests.

VOICE: We don’t have time for tests, and timing is essential to the game.

DARIUS: This is a very risky move…

VOICE: I know, but sometimes we need to take calculated risks. Trust me, this move will end in checkmate.

Cut to - Early next morning, Bonnie’s room. Damon and Bonnie are asleep in her bed (fully clothed, be patient, the time will come😉). Damon had fallen asleep the night before while they were binge-watching GOT. Caroline comes into Bonnie’s room.

CAROLINE: Hey, Bon… (looks at Damon and Bonnie laying in bed, makes her signature OMG face; Damon and Bonnie wake up).

Finally!! Now, was that so hard to admit?

BONNIE: (Throws her pillow at Caroline) Get your mind out of the gutter, we fell asleep binge watching GOT.

And, have you ever heard of knocking? What if we were actually doing what you were imagining…?

DAMON: (Teasing) Isn’t it obvious, Bon? She’d want to stay and watch… (signature wink n’ smirk).

CAROLINE: (Throws the pillow back at Damon) Ew, no! You’re disgusting! Anyway, our Halloween party might have been hijacked but we are still going all out with our costumes. So, finish whatever this is, and get ready to go shopping.

BONNIE: Really, Care? I mean, what’s the point?

CAROLINE: Are you seriously asking me that question?

BONNIE: Never mind, forgot who I was talking to. Give me half an hour, okay?

DAMON: (Teasing again) Oh, Bon, it’s going to take much longer than that! (Winks).

BONNIE: (Hits him with the pillow, pushes him out of her bed) Shoo, shoo!

DAMON: Fine! But I’m coming too! I already know what I’m looking for.

CAROLINE: Fine, you and Stefan will need some supervision, so, go get ready, we are leaving in 30! (Damon leaves). (Mocking Bonnie) Say what you will Bonnie, denial only makes it more obvious… (as Bonnie throws the pillow at her again, Caroline vamps her way out just in time to miss the hit).

Cut to – a freaky underground bunker, a man dressed in a military uniform comes out of heavily guarded and shielded door.

MILITARY GUY: As per orders, Unit 1 has been activated, Sir. Are you sure it’s safe to proceed against protocol?

DARIUS: No, General, but we don’t have a choice.

MILITARY GUY: Sir, if I may say so, this is very irresponsible; should the program fail, in any way, we will have a serious problem on our hands.

DARIUS: I know, so let’s hope it doesn’t.

MILITARY GUY: Hope, Sir? It scares me that a man of science is relying on faith…

DARIUS: As it does me…

MILITARY GUY: I only signed off on this mission because I was given a direct order from the boss, but make no mistake, Sir, if this gets out of hand, I will make my own decision on how to address the situation.

DARIUS: That’s a smart choice, General. Anyway, I need to leave, I have to go buy myself a Halloween costume. I trust that you will keep a close watch.

MILITARY GUY: As instructed, Sir.

Cut to – a costume shop. Bonnie, Caroline, Stefan, and Damon are scrolling through the shop.

CAROLINE: (To Stefan) Ohm, don’t even think about it! (He is holding a poop emoji costume).

STEFAN: Oh, come on, Care, it’s hilarious!

BONNIE: (Defending Stefan’s choice) Got to admit, it really is!

CAROLINE: No, it’s not, so please stop encouraging him and go supervise whatever dumb ass costume Damon is probably picking.

BONNIE: (To Stefan) Sorry, I tried…

STEFAN: Fine, so what do you suggest?

CAROLINE: Whatever you want, except that!

STEFAN: I don’t even know why I’m getting a costume if I’m not going…

CAROLINE: We are having a pre-party at the house and taking the girls trick-or treating.

STEFAN: Okay, what about this… (picks a Britney Spears costume).

CAROLINE: Are you kidding me?

(Katherine, who just happened to be at the same shop, walks towards them holding a costume)

KATHERINE: I think this one would be perfect… (she is holding a Dracula costume)

CAROLINE: Oh, great! What the hell are you doing here?

KATHERINE: Isn’t it obvious? Guess it’s true what they say about blonds…

CAROLINE: (To Stefan) Thought you locked her in?

STEFAN: What can I say, she’s resourceful.

CAROLINE: Listen Jeeper-Creeper, get out of my eyesight before I…

KATHERINE: Relax, Care Bear. (Sarcastically) I was just trying to help, but whatever (hangs the costume back) … I’ll leave you to your bickering, I have my own costume to find.

CAROLINE: God, I hate her! But… (grabs the costume Katherine had chosen) it is ironically perfect, right?

STEFAN: It is... got to have a sense of humor!

CAROLINE: And, you'll look hot as hell in it (smirks, they kiss).

In another part of the shop, Bonnie finds Damon.

BONNIE: Find anything?

DAMON: Actually… (turns around with two costumes, Batman and Robin, hands her the Batman costume). What do you say?

BONNIE: (Laughs) You’re crazy… but I’m in!

DAMON: That’s my girl! (Awkward moment… then Caroline walks up to them just in time to save them from themselves).

CAROLINE: So, Bonnie, what you pick?

BONNIE: (Shows her the Batman suit) What do you think?

CAROLINE: Good, I was afraid he’d (referring to Damon) go for a stripper costume or something along those lines…

BONNIE: It’s not Damon’s, it’s mine… (with a funny low voice) I’m Batman…

CAROLINE: Oh god! I should have seen this coming. (To Damon) Is there anything you don’t ruin?

DAMON: Oh, come on, Care! You are just jealous because you know you could never pull it off.

CAROLINE: Definitely not as good as you can pull off green fairy shorts and a lame cape.

DAMON: No, wait, what?

CAROLINE: (Caroline takes the modern cool looking Robin version costume from Damon’s hands) Sorry, this one is taken, so you’ll have to do with this one (takes an old-school Robin costume, which is, in fact, a tight AF spandex green short & shirt with a yellow cape).

DAMON: Oh, hell no! I’m not wearing this!

BONNIE: Hey, we had a deal!

DAMON: Bon-Bon, there is no way I’m wearing this…

BONNIE: But it’s the only Robin costume left, a pact is a pact.

DAMON: Oh, you are… fine. I’ll do it, just know that I’ll get you back… both of you.

CAROLINE: (Mocking him) Oooo, I’m sooo scared… fairy boy! (laughs and walks away).

DAMON: This means war, Bennett…

BONNIE: Bring it on!

Cut to – Matt’s house. Khuyana and Tyler are having lunch in the kitchen, Matt comes downstairs, he just got up.

KHUYANA: Another all-nighter?

MATT: You know it…

KHUYANA: You look… tired.

MATT: Is that a nice way of telling me I look like crap? (He does).

KHUYANA: What’s going on with you, Matt? We are worried.

MATT: Don’t be, I’m fine. Just getting ready for the big night.

TYLER: Man, you seem off lately, are you sure you’re O.K?

MATT: (Snaps) I said I’m fine! So, drop it!

KHUYANA: Matt, stop! We are just trying to help.

MATT: I’m sorry, I’m just under a lot of stress…

KHUYANA: We all are, Matt… talk to us, what’s going on?

MATT: I can’t right now, I need to go.

KHUYANA: Again? You are barely home anymore, or in contact with any of us, you don’t even know how the final plan is going to come down.

MATT: I’m working as hard as I can on my end. You can brief me later. (Sarcastically) I’m sure whatever “genius” plan you have cooked up, I’ll be able to jump on board.

TYLER: You’re being a dick, Matt.

MATT: And you are being as useless as usual. I mean, if this is what you are bringing to the table, you should have stayed dead, bro.

KHUYANA: Matt!! What the hell has gotten into you!

MATT: Oh god, sorry man, I’m just exhausted. You know I didn’t mean that; I am being a dick, I’m really sorry.

TYLER: Just chill, man, talk to us…

MATT: I really want to, but I need to go; I promise we’ll talk later. (Kisses Khuyana, bro-hugs Tyler, then leaves).

KHUYANA: I’m worried about him.

TYLER: So am I…

Cut to – Salvatore mansion, Alaric putting the twins to bed.

ALARIC: So, girls, pinky swear?

TWINS: Pinky swear!

ALARIC: We have a deal! We’ll go trick-or-treating, then mom and I will leave to another Halloween party, and uncle Stefan will stay here with you. So, there is nothing to be afraid of, okay?

JOSIE: Okay, daddy, but promise that you and mommy will be fine…

ALARIC: I promise.

LIZZY: Pinky swear?

ALARIC: Pinky swear! Listen, mommy is on her way to give you guys a goodnight kiss, how about I read you a story while we wait for her?

TWINS: Yes!!!

JOSIE: Sabrina, daddy, please!

ALARIC: Sabrina it is!

Caroline, Stefan, Damon, Bonnie, and Katherine walk through the front door.

KATHERINE: Thanks for the ride! I’m gonna grab myself some comfort food and call it a night. (Leaves).

CAROLINE: I swear she is tempting my patience! Let me go kiss the girls goodnight and I’ll be right down… I think we can all use a nightcap, am I right? (To Stefan) Bourbon on the rocks, please?

STEFAN: Sure thing. (Kisses him then goes upstairs. Stefan, Damon, and Bonnie serve themselves a drink and sit down in the living room).

DAMON: So, Stefan, what costume did you end up getting?

STEFAN: (Pulls his costume out of a bag, Damon and Bonnie crack up). You got to admit, it’s kind of ironic… What you two get?

BONNIE: (Pull hers out of the bag with pride) How cool is this?!

STEFAN: It’s badass! I’ll trade you…

BONNIE: Don’t think Care would be okay with that… plus, my costume is part of an ensemble (to Damon) right, Damon?

DAMON: Don’t you dare go there, Bon…

STEFAN: What, come on, show!

DAMON: Nop, don’t want to spoil the surprise.

BONNIE: It’s not that bad, Damon… come on, show him.

STEFAN: Can’t be worse than mine…

DAMON: Oh, trust me, it can (pulls out his costume, Stefan bursts into a hysterical laugh).

STEFAN: Oh, this is too good! Well, I hope you shave your legs… fairy boy (keeps laughing along with Bonnie, Caroline comes back down).

CAROLINE: I see Damon showed you his costume… (Mocking Damon) I’m sure you’ll look fabulous! (They all laugh).

DAMON: Sure, laugh all you want…

BONNIE: Well, the time has come (puts up her drink for a cheer) … whatever happens tomorrow, I just want you to know that I love you guys…

CAROLINE: Bon… don’t.

BONNIE: Care, we don’t have to act like it’s no biggie, it is… and no matter how confident we are about our plan, there is no way of knowing it will work.

CAROLINE: I know but let’s keep it positive and just have a good time tonight, okay?

DAMON: In that case… who’s up for some drunken twister?

They spend the night drinking, playing and laughing…

To be continued... Halloween special coming up next!! Hope you stop by, read and enjoy! =)

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