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And waiting will do what, exactly? Itβs always complicated. It shouldnβt make sense. But, if thereβs something thereβ¦ deep end. Jump.

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Cordell x Geri | Walker 2x11 | BoundariesΒ
Cordell & Geri + hugs
Cordell & Geri | 2x10 Nudge
βI kept thinking aboutβ¦ you. And how you stuck around. Uh, and um, how thatβ¦ how that made me feel.β
βIβm glad itβs you and meβΒ
Walker 01.09 Rule Number 17

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Walker 1x01 - for @klutzygirl βIf we canβt be alright, letβs be crazy. Come on.β
Never Goinβ Back dir. Augustine Frizzell (2018)
βDo you remember the first night that we were together? How did you feel? Like it had happened before, and itβll happen again, like itβs happened a thousand times over and over again?β
ofinfernofireβ
Jasper surprising visiting Gen while on tiny Mystic Falls business was for no real reason. Sure, thereβs like a good three people he cares about in town and Gen just about makes that shortlist, but he wants to see her baby. Heβs convinced that for some reason or not, that he has full rights as an Uncle and Godfather. The pure irony of him wanting to be Godfather. A demon. He didnβt care. He thought it was nice that at least someone could get out of the demon drama and live a nice lil house. He used to judge her for being with Sam but now he doesnβt mind. So long as the Winchester causes him no drama. He sat at the porch of her house. He could have broke in but thatβs the old him and totally unnecessary to what he wants. Which is just to see her kid which heβs sure he can do if he just asks. Also, to check up on her. Or something. If he can admit he cares.Β βHey, Queen.β He greets with an obnoxious little wave of his fingers and a cocky smile.Β βDid you miss me?βΒ Β //Β Β @milfwinchesterβ
Normally, Gen wouldnβt be so happy to see a demon, but Jasper was usually a different story. When he wasnβt annoying the shit out of her, at least. It went either way, depending on Jasperβs mood, it seemed. With the threat of Lucifer looming over her, Sam, and their little small town family, any information from a confidante could be helpful. Even though, like with most people, she didnβt trust Jasper 100%. Not because there was anything wrong with him, but because he was chaotic beyond her new means of daily living. She had no idea on how to be prepared for an antic, as amusing as it might be. She quirked an eyebrow at him, lifting her chin, and murmuring, βYes?β she asked, expecting a request, before rolling her eyes at his question, βSure, I did.Β You here to be a bitch or can I let you in?β
sam looked up at the sound of gens voice, just a glimpse of fear in his eyes before he relaxed and his shoulders slumped.Β βsorry. i didnβt mean to wake you.β he whispered, fixing the blanket around parker before he stood up and moved to the door, leaning against the other side of the frame and looking down at gen. they were both exhausted, but sam couldnβt sleep. not since heβd known that lucifer was out there. he wouldnβt be able to sleep until the bastard was back in the cage, or even better, dead.Β βyou should go back to bed, baby.β he said, reaching down to push a strand of hair behind her ear. sam knew there was no point for him, heβd probably head downstairs and make himself some coffee. no doubt heβd end up on his laptop, looking through the mountains of lore heβd gathered on the cage over the years. it was kind of obsessive, the way he wanted to know everything about it. for security maybe, he didnβt really know. there was a lot he knew about being in the cage, but not a lot of lore existed about the creation itself. or how to get it open without the four horsemens rings, which had conveniently gone missing not so long ago. without them, he couldnβt even figure out how lucifer had gotten out in the first place.
She audibly exhaled when she knew it was him. There was always a part of her that wasnβt sure, that knew Lucifer could play anyone and that Sam was his true vessel, and that feeling lingered deep under her psycheβGen fought to push it down to that point. She couldnβt help but smile at the sight of her daughter. That seemed to be the one thing that could always make her and Sam smile despite the stress that they experienced. βYou should also go back to bed, baby,β Gen told him, reaching up on her tiptoes to peck his chin, βI donβt think that I can sleep at the moment.β She admitted, hands and fingers tense. She cracked her wrist just to feel a second of relief, but the tension returned, as always. The least that she could do was sip her coffee and keep her husband company. She was worried about him, and she could tell that he was also worried about her. Which made her more worried about him. It was a cycle, and sometimes the silence and quiet moments were cherished for the pure fact that it might be horribly interrupted by something outside of their control.

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things had been hard since sam and gen had discovered lucifer was back. despite working on it non-stop, sam could not figure out how heβd managed to bust out of the cage again. heβd exhausted himself with research and exhausted himself trying to protect his family. lucifer had left them alone since that first night, but the fear that he could come back at any time was alarming. sam felt like he couldnβt breathe, couldnβt eat, couldnβt even sleep less something happen to his wife or his daughter.Β
it was late at night, and sam was sat on the floor beside parkers cot, back against the wall and head resting against the wooden bars as he fought to keep his eyes open. azazel had come for him when he was a baby, leant over his crib and dripped demon blood into his mouth. the youngest winchester would be damned, if he ever let anything like that happen to his child, so he was watching over her as she slept soundly.Β
@milfwinchesterβ
Gen wasnβt used to feeling fear in her daily life. And then she turned human. And then, she got pregnant. Since then, fear crept up in the most innocuous of places, slowly inching itβs way into her thoughts, intruding in her every day life. Something that she was used to fearing, though? Lucifer. It was second nature to her, for centuries, it was something that plagued her life. Even when Lucifer had set her freeβwell, he hadnβt really. He made sure that she knew it.
She felt the weight of the mattress release, eyes snapping open as she laid, facing the wall. She knew that it was just Sam getting up, but they both couldnβt sleep lately. Not in comfort, at least. Only out of necessity when exhaustion became too much to fight, and for Gen this was one of those nights, but she still got up, feet stabilizing on the chilly hardwood floor before she then went to check on her husband, trying to reassure herself her husband is what she would see. She exhaled, just a little, when he saw his frame over the crib, and leaned against the door frame, βAt least sheβs sleeping,β Gen commented, a tired smile managing to crack on her features.
formerpsychokillerβ
The first thing he noticed about the woman was how hot she was. The second was that her blood didnβt smell human. That definitely ruined one of his plans. But Damon didnβt mind much when the person possibly ruining it was as gorgeous as the brunette.Β βThatβs true.β He smirked. His eyes fell to her legs as she crossed them, shamelessly cheking her out, before moving his eyes slowly towards her eyes again.Β βMaybe I can buy a lady another drink, then.β
She knew she had him the moment that she spoke. She had most women, most men, hooked right from the get go. And if they didnβt react well to her? Well, that just meant Gen would do the world a favor and remove them from this Earth. Didnβt need all the stupidity anyway. Her pride and arrogance knew no bounds, to the point where that reaction was simply a knee jerk reflex, void of any though at all. βGood,β her head tilted, gestured to her empty glass, the corners of her lips turning up into a smirk, βI have been feeling a bit empty.β
At night Damon would usually find a bar so he could find the prettiest woman he could lay eyes on. It was almost like a hobby at this point. And if feeding came along with it, he wasnβt complaining. He had set his eyes on the brunette as soon as she walked in and pleased to see she seemed to be just as insterested on him. He quickly mad ehis way towards her, leaning against the bar, by her side.Β βBourbon, huh?β He smirked, having noticed what the woman was drinking.Β βSomeone has a good taste.β
She canβt help but bite the edge of her lower lip, her eyes flirtatious with the ever present wicked glint in her eye. She took another hefty sip, relishing in the smoky burn of alcohol before responding. βClearly, as Iβm talking to you,β she commented, a quirk of the eyebrow following soon after as she poured the rest of the bourbon back and swallowed in one, fluid motion. βA lady needs a drink,β she hinted at him, shifting to cross one bare leg over the other.
Now that the morning sickness was all gone, and Elena finally entered into the pleasant second trimester of the pregnancy, she was allowed to be back to her old life. With Jeremy back in Mystic Falls, she and Damon would spend even more time in town than before. It was nice to have her brother for dinner and not be worried about Jer hold his hunter instincts back. Stopping at the grocery store, her urges almost had the best of her, and if wasnβt for her doctorβs advice, her cart would be filled with candies and junk food. Genβs voice almost startled her, as if she was caught committing a crime.Β βHey youβ, she laughed while approaching her.Β βHow are you? It looked like we havenβt seen in agesβ
How are you? It was always a loaded question for Gen. Probably because when she said that she was good, she was good, for being herself, at least. The last half century was filled with so much chaos that being good usually meant that nothing was on fire. Andβwell, nothing was on fire, so thatβs what she was going to go with. She exhaled, throwing her shoulders back, a smile creeping up on her tired features, βGood, Iβm good,β she paused, feeling the need to explain but also not make it all about herself. Mostly because she didnβt think Elena needed to know, and the last thing a pregnant woman needed to wallow in someone elseβs stress. βYeah, itβs just been busy. Parker and the dogs have had my hands full. How about you, though? Dare I sayβyouβre glowing.β
@formerpsychokillerβ
A bit guilty for being so withdrawn, at least with meeting up in person, Gen sauntered over to her best friendβs house to give him the best thing she knew how to -- fine, aged Kentucky bourbon. To drink and to reminiscenceΒ and to talk about how both of them were human and ending up as a MILF and DILF, but not with each other, thankfully. She knocked on his door cheerfully, making it clear she was about to burst into the loft,Β βRoom service!β

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@mrs-elenaxsalvatoreβ
Gen, unfortunately, had felt pretty cut off from her friends the last couple of months. Combined with the anxiety of expecting Lucifer to inevitably show up again, the dogs and Parker kept her occupied, and when she wasnβt doing that, she was sleeping, putting her mind at rest. Of course she felt guilty about it, her normally extroverted self not making itβs appearance, so when she spotted Elena in the grocery store, she bellowed across the cheese aisle,Β βHeeeeey, Salvatore.β
@formerpsychokiller
Gen canβt help but eye the man in the leather jacket and piercing, icy blue eyes from across the bar. She was finally on a break from her orders from the big man downstairs for the day, and she was looking to play just as hard as she worked. She locked eyes with him, bringing the glass of bourbon in her hand up to her lips, her gaze not leaving his own as she just waited for him to come hither.