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Feb. 14th, 2013 01:22 am
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One day Donna was determined to phone Dean for something that didn't involve monsters. Maybe a chat or a drink. Anything that didn't involve the killing of and/or almost being killed by monsters. That day was not today.

She pulled out her phone and dialled Dean's number. As usual she got his voicemail. She knew that one of these days she was going to leave a message and it'd never get heard because he would be dead or something. It was hardly the safest of careers, after all.

"Hi, Dean. It's me. I know, I know. I only call when I want something, typical woman. I'm in the hospital, don't worry, I'm not dead, yet. Just a little beat up. See, there were these deaths and it sounded pretty vampy so I came to check it out. And I found one, and it attacked me - don't worry it didn't bite me. But it was pretty weird, see, it had the fangs but it also had this weird spike thing on it's wrist. Well, I beheaded the bastard before it could kill me, but I dunno, the deaths don't seem to've stopped.

Give me a call if you can?" She also left the details of her location, just in case.

Date: 2013-02-15 02:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] go-downswinging.livejournal.com
Dean had called Donna to let her know that he was on his way. Getting injured was part of being a Hunter so it seemed that Donna had earned her medical badge in Hunter. He wondered how many times he'd been in a hospital but pushed that thought aside as he stepped inside Donna's room.

"Hey." He said with a hint of a smile, "you're becoming more and more like a Hunter every day. First hospital say over."

Date: 2013-02-15 12:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] go-downswinging.livejournal.com
"Not a freaking clue. I've got Sam looking into it." Which always suited Dean just fine because even now, research was boring. He much preferred the hunting. "I did come bearing real food instead of this hospital shit." He unzipped his jacket and held out a bag of fast food heart attack inducing food. IE the good stuff.

Date: 2013-02-16 03:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] go-downswinging.livejournal.com
Dean handed over the food with a chuckle and sat on the chair next to the bed. "No you won't, because the time that you do, there's probably going to be a vamp-wraith-shape shifter bartender that's handing you a beer as you make the call."

Because that was the life of a hunter.

Date: 2013-02-17 03:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] go-downswinging.livejournal.com
"That's only the heart wing and intensive care." Yeah he'd know that by heart sadly. He pulled out his phone, "what have you got?" Dean felt the tension begin to build. It was not a good thing that Sam had it narrowed down to a couple of thing but nothing conclusive. At least not yet.

Not for the first time, Dean missed Bobby.

Date: 2013-02-17 06:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] go-downswinging.livejournal.com
Dean listened to Sam, scowling. He really, really, really, really would rather have some weird thing from Japan. Why is it that when they kill something they never stay dead? It was getting to be a pain in the ass.

He hung up, "Sam seems to think it's these creatures that we'd killed before. I thought they were gone but he says it's too many witnesses and clues point to it. So it looks like I'm going hunting."

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Date: 2013-02-25 11:04 am (UTC)
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Dean glanced down at her injuries with a half smirk and shake of his head. "I think you've already passed the initiation hazing. And don't feel bad, me and Sam didn't know about Hunter bars until after my dad died and we stumbled on them. Once you know about them, though, they are a great resource."

Date: 2013-02-26 06:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] go-downswinging.livejournal.com
"Yeah, you do." It was one of the things he loved about the job. Killing the bad guys being the first. "Okay, keep an eye out and your cell on. Sammy should be here shortly but I'm going in to do a recon."

Date: 2013-02-27 09:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] go-downswinging.livejournal.com
"You can't get rid of me that easily." Dean smirked but there was a slight softness there, too. The kiss on the cheek was nice.



[ooc: Want to skip ahead passed the destroy monster of the week and him coming back?]

Date: 2013-02-28 11:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] go-downswinging.livejournal.com
Just as Donna was thinking that, Dean came back out with a wide smile. Sure, there were cuts on him and he probably had bruised ribs but the other son of a bitch was dead. That part always felt good.

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Date: 2013-03-05 12:44 am (UTC)
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"We need our space sometimes." Dean agreed with a nod. "And we take it. It never lasts long and it helps that Sam's the researcher so while he's doing that I go off and do shit."

Date: 2013-03-05 11:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] go-downswinging.livejournal.com
"Hell don't apologize for that. That's what the Hunter Network is for. You get help when you need it and information when that's all you need." Dean glanced over at Donna, "besides it's nice to see you." And it was nice to be used like Bobby for someone else. Like he was helping doing a pay it forward Hunter style.

Date: 2013-03-06 12:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] go-downswinging.livejournal.com
"You'll be the first one I call." Dean chuckled, "or Scully." But since Scully was a fantasy it would be Donna.



[ooc: Fade?]

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