Of Black Smoke and Monsters ♦ with [livejournal.com profile] go_downswinging & <user site

Oct. 12th, 2012 01:41 am
noblexcompanion: ([ DONNA ] ♦ a worried woman)
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It had been two months since Donna had said goodbye to Dean outside of the motel in the back of beyond after they had laid a vengeful spirit to rest. Two months, and she was still no closer to finding the Doctor. It was almost as though he'd disappeared from reality. A thought that scared her to the core.

She had invested in a laptop and had been looking into a number of weird and bizarre things. Mostly conspiracy theories. After all, wherever there was trouble, there was likely to be the Doctor. And it had worked the last time she had tried to find him. Of course, it had taken her a year of searching and investigating to do it.

Her latest investigations had led her to Woodruff, Utah, but it was like nothing she had ever seen before. She debated for some time whether or not to try calling Dean. She had found herself often wanting to call him, but always chickened out. But now, she wasn't sure what choice she had. Eventually she gathered the nerve to dial the number he had left her with. She half expected it to be a dead number, after all, Dean seemed the sort of guy to change his number regularly. But it rang and she got the voice mail of one 'Erik Turner', yet even with the fake name she totally recognised the voice.

"... Dean, it's Donna - I don't know if you remember me but I could really use your help." She paused for a second, biting on her bottom lip before continuing. "Do you know anything about black smoke monsters? Call me..."

Date: 2012-10-12 11:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] go-downswinging.livejournal.com
Dean glanced at the message indicator on his cell and then hit play wondering who it was. As soon as he heard the British accent before she even spoke much into her message, a smile teased his lips but it didn't quite form. As he listened, he sat up straighter all business, then called her back.

Once he found out exactly where she was and what had happened, Dean told her to stay put he would be right there. He'd been in Alamogordo, New Mexico so he hadn't been that far from Utah, relatively speaking. Sixteen hours later, he pulled into the parking lot of Donna's motel and knocked on her door.

Date: 2012-10-13 12:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] go-downswinging.livejournal.com
"Turn down an invitation at a chance to hunt with you again?" Dean winked as he stepped into her room. "Definitely no." Actually Dean had thought, until that phone call, that she'd been reunited with her alien time traveler. His gaze traveled over the area that had her research and his eyebrows rose slightly, he was again impressed. "Nice work."

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Date: 2012-10-13 03:39 pm (UTC)
likely_evil: (Sexy - Arms crossed)
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The first time Dean had run off and disappeared for a few days, Sam hadn't been awake to know he was gone until the next day. He had freaked out, trying to call his brother while being essentially trapped in the middle of nowhere.

So when Dean snuck off again a few weeks later, Sam was ready. He wouldn't tell his brother that he had turned on the GPS in his phones - turnabout it fair play - and was only a few hours behind him in the dirty Chevelle that he had jacked. He was glad to find the Impala in a motel parking lot and after talking to the owner a moment, went to knock on the door of the room.

After listening to it for a moment first. Because really, if he was tracking his brother just on a long distance booty call, Sam was going to be pissed. Amused, but pissed.

Date: 2012-10-13 05:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] go-downswinging.livejournal.com
Dean had like a second sense when it came to people listening or Sam nearby. Call it Spidey sense, though Dean liked to think of it more like having the ears of a bat. His spidey senses were working, but he answered Donna, "as much fun as it is to raid a church..." Dean could have been kidding or not, "all we have to do is bless any water and it works."

Date: 2012-10-13 06:39 pm (UTC)
likely_evil: (Annoyed - You must be kidding)
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Well, there was a girl inside, but that wasn't sex talk. Another hunter?

He shook his head before banging on the door. "Dean, I know you're in there."

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Date: 2012-10-15 12:14 am (UTC)
likely_evil: (Confused - Thinking/Looking down)
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Sam was amused. "A nun? That takes a lot of guts. Most people can do the FBI agent, but a person of the cloth. You know you're going to hell now, right?"

He was looking at the names of the victims, trying to come up with a pattern. His fingers itched for a computer to work with, but it was locked in the car at the moment.

Date: 2012-10-15 12:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] go-downswinging.livejournal.com
"Only if you were a stripper nun." Dean said and might have had a happy place expression on his face when he said it. His attention focused on what was in front of him and he paused not sure if he saw what he thought he saw. "Hey. Is it just me or do each of these locations where the people live sort of make a pattern?"

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Date: 2012-10-19 01:29 am (UTC)
likely_evil: (Confused - Thinking/Looking down)
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"I don't think so. I think this is something unrelated."

He tapped the pen against his chin, then turned. "I'm going to get a journal out of the car. You can explain to your girlfriend about your obsession with dick."

Yes, he said it exactly like that, and heads for the car to get more research.


[ooc: feel free to skip me until you want Sam again. I'm not going to be around tomorrow night]

Date: 2012-10-19 10:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] go-downswinging.livejournal.com
Dean just rolled his eyes at Sam as he left before he turned to Donna. "Dick Roman is a Leviathan. A hell of a lot worse than demons." Though he had to admit that he'd kind of hoped that Dick and Crowley would have killed each other off.

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Date: 2012-10-21 12:42 am (UTC)
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Dean told Sam where they were going and that they'd be back as soon as Donna got the ink. He'd grabbed a page out of the phone book that listed tattoo parlors and picked one that was close and looked clean. Not that he gave a rat's ass but it was something women would notice.

"There." He pointed it out as Donna's car got closer. "That one."

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Date: 2012-10-23 02:37 am (UTC)
likely_evil: (Happy - Love the Puppy)
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Sam took the beer that his brother handed him, and nodded to Donna's question.

"So I got access to bing and pinpointed each location down better and then did measurements, and it looks like the final place is going to be this children's hospital. Which opens it up for a lot of possible victims."

Date: 2012-10-23 11:22 am (UTC)
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"Son of a bitch." Dean really hated when kids were involved. Whoever or whatever was behind this was seriously one sick mother.

"And a lot of possibilities." He cracked his head side to side to ease off the tension in his neck muscles. "Demons like to go after kids and Leviathans have gone after nurses and doctors."

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Date: 2012-10-31 02:50 am (UTC)
likely_evil: (Happy - Love the Puppy)
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"Nope."

He packed up their gear, planning to toss it into the trunk before they drove off towards the hospital.

Date: 2012-10-31 03:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] go-downswinging.livejournal.com
The ride over didn't take long at all to do, especially with Dean's driving. For the first time he let Donna see exactly what was in the 'boot' of the car when he opened it up and lifted the false lid.

"Welcome to the real world of Hunters."

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