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Post by alayna marten on Apr 5, 2008 9:11:20 GMT -5
 Well I Just Heard
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the news today, it seems my life is gunna change
[/center] This past year had been Alayna's worst. Ever since the hell gates opened work has been non stop and Alayna was never safe. Well there were few times period where Alayna felt she was safe, ever since her parents died, because of demons. She has been hunting non stop ever since the gates were opened, and Alayna has run into some pretty wierd things ever since that night. There were so many things going through Alaynas mind as she walked into Harvelle Roadhouse. She had ran into Gordon by accident not that long ago and it was definetely not an encounter that Alayna would want to repeat. She was lucky to get out of that town alive. Now she just needed some piece and quiet. Harvelle Roadhouse was the only place Alayna could think of to go. Jo was one of Alaynas closest friends and she knew that this place would be the perfect spot to just rest and get caught up on things. Though she didnt know who all was going to show up at Harvelle.
Parking her truck Alayna walked into Roadhouse and plopped into the first booth she came to. Alayna was so tired she had been driving non stop since California, where she had just gotten rid of some vampires, and Alayna was definetely sporting some new cuts and bruises with that one. Alayna had bandages all over her and just wanted to get a beer and sit for awhile. Relaxing was something that she oh so desperately needed. Grabbing a beer from the bar Alayna just sat there for a moment until finally she was fast asleep. Only her dreams were tormenting her. Fire was everywhere and all Alayna could see were screaming children attatched to crosses sticking out of the ground. The children were bleeding with bite marks on their necks...the fire getting worse and the screaming was nearly tormenting. That was the first assignment that Alayna had. And it was one that she would never forget.
Jerking awake Alayna realized that she was shaking and sweating, god its been a horrible year. She would have to yell at Sam and Dean when she saw them. It had been nearly two hours since Alayna had walked in and now the Roadhouse was nearly deserted. Alayna continued to drink her beer not really caring much about anyone or anything. There were so many things that Alayna regretted, things that she so desperately wanted to forget. But then again...it probably wont happen.
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Post by Sam Winchester™ on Apr 5, 2008 14:21:49 GMT -5
Finger's tapping on the wheel of the Impala, Sam's brown eyes took in the surrounding greenery that flanked the highway. He'd left Dean at Bobby's, deciding if he had to spend one more minute with his brother criticising every little thing he did - he would kill Dean. It didn't matter he'd then follow Dean to hell and save him again but he would, without a doubt, kill him.
His brother had decided that salting and burning bones was bad, even though it was he who'd taught an eight year old Sam how to do it. He was such a hypocrite and Sam seriously wanted to punch him. Since rescuing him from hell, all the fun had been taken out of hunting. So, he'd asked Bobby to keep an eye on Dean while he took the car and went to see Ellen. He hoped Jo wasn't there; the last thing he needed was to listen to her whining about 'where's Dean?' There was only so much he could take.
It was almost dark when Sam pulled the car into the parking area in front of the roadhouse and he was momentarily thankful the haven had been rebuilt on hallowed ground. He made sure to slam the door to the car behind him, smirking at the look Dean would have been giving him had he seen that before he wandered towards the door and entered, ignoring the looks some people were giving him. Many hunters still blamed him and his brother for the gates being opened. Hadn't they realised Dean had other things on his plate? And Sam couldn't do much considering he'd been, oh you know, dead. Shaking his head, he slipped onto a stool and motioned for a beer from Ellen. |
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Post by alayna marten on Apr 5, 2008 16:10:22 GMT -5
Well I Just Heard
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the news today, it seems my life is gunna change
[/center] Alayna was just sitting there listless for a moment when she heard the bell for the door go off. Looking around Alaynas bruised face let out a smile when Sam came into the room. She had always had a thing for Sam, but even more so fo Dean. But she had done absolutely nothing about it because she was always out hunting and Sam and Dean did not want Alayna to get hurt hanging around with them. Sam and Dean were always a magnet for trouble. Alayna got to her feet and for a moment her head pounded. There was a bandage on her forhead that she had taped up herself, didnt really go to get it looked at. That would definetely be a good idea. For a moment Alayna was confused, Sam was here but Dean wasnt. Alayna knew though to not press the matter with Sam or the poor boy would explode. She knew that sometimes Dean just bugged the crap out of Sam and Sam just needed some time off.
Alayna wrapped her bruised and scraped up arms around Sam's neck and squezed tightly though it was a very painful hug. Hey Sam. You look like hell. Sitting in the stool next to Sam, Alayna took another swig of her beer and sat there. Her whole body was covered in scraps, scratches, and bruises but she didnt really care. Alayna could patch herself up herself and sometimes she went to the doctor when she needed to. That was one thing about Italians...they were tough cookies. Looking over at Sam Alayna could tell that something was bothering him. She had known him well enough to be able to tell by a glance if anything was wrong with him. You look like something is bothering you. Want to talk about it? Alayna has always been there for Sam. Out of the blue sometimes he would call her and vent and she would just sit there and listen, giving advise when need be. That was one good thing about Alayna she was a good listener.
Alayna had to keep shifting on her stool not being all that comfortable. There were probably some broken ribs thrown into the mix somewhere. The cuts and bruises on Alaynas face almost hid her concerned expression as she looke at Dean. Getting more beers from Ellen Alayna waited patiently for Sam to start talking.
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