JamesNovak

Three months, two weeks, five days and seven hours, they'd been together. James and Deanna. Jimmy and Dee. Novak and Winchester, call them what you want, it wouldn't change the fact that they were a pair. Two peas in a pod. Deanna became Deanna for him for fuck sake and now she was leaving? Not a snowball's chance in hell he was letting that happen. He was pretty sure it was the deal with the change. Men just don't cope with becoming women the way Dee did. Yet, the whole situation was infuriating. He needed her. She was his strength through Amelia. Through everything. He logic was valid, yet he couldn't seem to fathom her loss. And Deanna had lost a lot. She'd lost Castiel, while Jimmy gained his freedom. She'd lost her own body! There were so many things that made Jimmy weary of attempting to keep her around. If he honestly thought about it, this had to be harder on her, she had to see the face of Jimmy and she probably still expected Castiel. Yet, he couldn't let her leave. She was too important.  Jimmy sat on the floor of their apartment. She was never home, really. It seemed as though she was afraid to face him, though he'd never mention it. Arguing with her seems to hurt in ways neither of them care to admit. He'd read her note earlier that morning, and it was beginning to bother him. Jimmy huffed, as a key turned in the lock. Eyes darting to the blonde entering the place, "Deanna...." he spoke out, attempting to gain her attention.

Just us? I'm sure it can be arranged, Claire-bear. Any certain place you wanna go?

Hey Sweetheart

I live in Rhode Island, I just got my power back this morning, because YES there were a few neighborhoods without it. I seem to be unlucky in that way. BUT IT'S COOL! I'm back now. Unless another storm blows in, then I'll just be abos-fuckin-lutely pissed.