Charlie paced gently with crossed arms. Mentally, she was running through the plan. Her family would be there intermittently. Friends even. It should be fine, she had told herself. "You'll get to meet Dean and Sam". Charlie murmured to her 'partner'. They were like her older brothers. "D (Damon) should be there, but I know he'll be late". She stopped and rubbed her neck. "And then some of the girls I used to game with". Charlie paused. "Am I being crazy? Can I pull this off?".
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On the flip of the coin, Damon had packed up. He had a range of clothing from formal to casual and swim trunks. In that time of packing, he thought about how much time had passed since they last spoke. Did she still play video games? Was she still crazy about the supernatural folklore? He smiled in thought and then sighed. Maybe it would be nice to get away.
Damon grabbed his jacket and left shortly to the airport. It would be a long day of travel.
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James sighed in frustration when he took his key out to unlock the door in the front of the house he shared with his partner Holden. He had went through all the trouble to buy the watch the man had been looking at, he had ordered it ahead of time even and expected it to be wrapped up when he got there. But it seemed that they had to go looking for it and it took them a good while too and on top of that he wanted to get Holden a giant thing of roses but at least with the roses they were ready when he got there.
Even with the roses being ready it still made him late and now he pushed open the door seeing a trail of rose petals. James shut and lock the door behind him taking his shoes off as he tossed his bag to the side before taking the flowers and gift with him hoping the other wasn’t too annoyed with him. James followed the trail coming to the door and when he caught sight of Holden on the bed he blushed almost dropping the flowers on the ground but managing to flail a bit and catch them. James let out a breath he held briefly before setting aside the flowers on the computer desk along with the gift.
“Happy anniversary to you too love” The older man responded giving the other a fond smile as he pulled his neck tie loose and walked closer to the other allowing Holden to pull him into a kiss humming lightly.
“Hmm I went to pick up what I got you and they didn’t have your gift ready that I ordered AHEAD of time..it was frustrating” he informed Holden wrapping his arms around the other letting his hand trail up to play with the others hair “seeing you makes it way better though”.
Holden couldn’t get the grin off his face just seeing James walking in, the sight of his adorable boyfriend looking happy with his surprise meant the world to Holden. He moved just a little to sit up properly on the end of the bed as James approached him, reaching up so he could gently cup the man’s face while he tenderly kissed the man he loved so much.
“Yeah I can get how annoying that would be, your plans foiled by them being lazy… just not OK” he agreed while his hands moved around to rest right on James’ chest, just enjoying the sweet intimate little touch from the man “Glad to know I can be the cure for your bad day, I do try” he whispered, slowly letting his fingers slip to his partner’s button up shirt and undoing the top button just so he could run hsi fingers over the man’s chest a little.
“So, now you’re all home, I think it’s only right I give you your present… cos no, I didn’t do all this to suggest your present was me. I did think about just wrapping myself in a big bow but that would’ve been pretty presumptuous of me” he teased, stealing another little kiss before getting up from the bed and going over to his sock drawer, pulling out a little wrapped box and bringing it over.
He’d been so sneaky in getting a couple of their photos from when they were starting to date and putting them in a little loveheart locket, complete with their initials etched into them. He’d carefully wrapped it in golden paper, just trying to make it look as elegant as he for his partner. He smiled and handled the gift over to his partner, trying not to bounce with glee just looking into those eyes that never failed to make him melt.
"You are a hard man to track down, Dean Winchester-" Henry said, folding his arms as he set down the gift. "My father sends his regards and would like to remind you that you can still be a certain type of naughty but be on the nice list."
The gift was undeniably beautiful in decoration and frankly luminous with the beautiful paper. It sat on the diner table right next to where Dean's food would be going.
Dean had been alone in the booth a moment ago and Henry suddenly sat across from him as if by magic. Because it had been.
Dean was frantic he woke up and Baby was NOT where he left her. He frowned a bit and looked at Sam. “Sam is it just me or is baby not outside the window right now?” Dean asked him trying very hard to not freak out. Someone stole his car!!! “No Dean it’s not there, do you know when it went missing?” Sam asked. “No Sam, we need a car, so I can go look for her.” Dean sighed and ran a hand through his hair. the phone ringing and he sighed. “What?” He answered the phone rather rudely he was upset right now. “I have your car.” the woman on the phone said. “What the hell does that mean?” Dean asks her. “It means I have your car, all though it’s not really a car anymore.” The woman on the phone told him. Sam was already typing trying to trace the call so Dean could calm the heck down. Sam nodded at him and he hung up on the woman and they drove to the location in a stolen car. He didn’t see his car anywhere though. They walked in and Dean saw a man. “Okay bitch where’s my car?” She asked him.
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“Then we either need to move this to bed or you need to make a fucking decision before I make it for you!” Gabriel snapped, trying not to raise his voice as much as Charles.
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“I’d be honoured to teach you, Baby. I owe you. You might not know it, but I’ve learned a lot from you, over the years.” Once Baby was dressed, Dean went over to him and gave him a small hug.
“– Anything you’d like,” he answered, walking him to the kitchen. “Make yourself at home.” The pantry and fridge were both stocked, Bobby usually living alone and not being much of an eater. Lady neighbours also left unwanted casseroles and mediocre cobblers.
“I know it’s your first day, an’ I don’t wanna overwhelm you, but I’d kinna like to hear that explanation you mentioned earlier… ” The hunter pulled out a chair for his car-like companion, straddling a seat across from him.
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Damon found his parents speaking in hushed tones. His mother bore an angry expression as she spoke to her husband. Giuseppe dismissed her with a scoff, a common occurrence. Though, his mother looked to be more concerned than usual. "What's going on?". He spoke up, catching his mother's frightened gaze. Giuseppe, on the other hand, gave him a charmed grin.
Instead of shooing him away, his father had grasped him on the back and mentioned something in regards to upholding what it meant to be a Salvatore. Legacy. Protecting the town. He had heard it before but Stefan and him dismissed it often. He handed Damon a vial with red liquid. "I need you to go out there and give this". Damon rolled it around in his hand. His mother spoke up frantic, quick Italian directed towards his father. Damon jumped at his father's booming voice as he put a finality to the task.
He looked back at the vial in his hand and then his mom. "It's okay". He gave a reassuring nod, unsure why she appeared to be worried. Damon looked at his father, having no words to share with the man. Perhaps it was another animal in the shack, caged. Maybe it was something he had to lure out. He didn't prepare for the sight of finding another person once he opened the door, no less a person who appeared shackled and confined. The floor had unknown markings.
He paused, hesitant. His mother's behavior felt valid. His shoulders tensed, unsure what to say. If this person was even listening, breathing, alive. Surely, there had to be a reason for this. He looked at the vial in his hand. Damon went to grab at the door when he heard father's voice, warning him not to. He pressed the vial to his father's chest, storming out in anger. Soon the older man followed, the two bickering between Italian and English until Giuseppe raised his fist. A common occurrence between his sons.
That next night, Damon snooped for information. Then, he appeared the next night. He turned on the lantern, knowing the night could be dark. Under the light, he could see more of his features. "What's your name?"
