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avandell2007-05-27 12:44 pm
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And It's Really Good to See You (TNverse)
Title: And It’s Really Good to See You
Characters: Dean, Jo, OFC [Kate] (Dean/Jo, implied Dean/OFC)
Rating: PG
Word Count: 271
Summary: Jo turned back to the doorway to look at the intruder. The girl was tall and pretty, with dark wavy hair. She was blushing, Jo noted with a small amount of satisfaction.
Notes: Part of the TNverse. Takes place sometime after Two Lost Soles. Title is from “Leaving the Country” by Diana Anaid.
Characters: Dean, Jo, OFC [Kate] (Dean/Jo, implied Dean/OFC)
Rating: PG
Word Count: 271
Summary: Jo turned back to the doorway to look at the intruder. The girl was tall and pretty, with dark wavy hair. She was blushing, Jo noted with a small amount of satisfaction.
Notes: Part of the TNverse. Takes place sometime after Two Lost Soles. Title is from “Leaving the Country” by Diana Anaid.
And It's Really Good to See You
They were eating dinner one night when the door was suddenly opened. Dean and Jo both rose, both grabbing their dinner knives and Dean taking the silver candlestick off the table.
“Dean?” a soft voice said. Dean made a strangled noise in his throat, and Jo turned to look at him. He had gone pale, and, had she been closer, she would have seen the fine sheen of sweat glistening on his face. “Hel – oh.”
Jo turned back to the doorway to look at the intruder. The girl was tall and pretty, with dark wavy hair. She was blushing, Jo noted with a small amount of satisfaction. She would have laughed at the tableau she was sure they must have made – she and Dean holding their dinner cutlery like weapons, ready to face off against a girl who obviously could not have harmed them – but neither of the other two appeared to find it very funny.
“Can we help you?” Jo finally asked when it became clear that neither the girl nor Dean were going to speak.
“I – um – I was just passing through,” the girl said, speaking to Dean rather than to Jo. “I – I wanted to see how you were doing. I guess you’re making it all right.” The girl shuffled nervously, looking everywhere except at Jo and Dean. “Bye, Dean.” She headed for the doorway.
“Kate.” Dean spoke at last, and Jo could see the muscles clenching in his jaw.
The girl turned. “Yeah?”
“Where you headed?”
“Australia, I think.”
He swallowed. “Good luck.”
The girl’s lips twisted into a half-smile, half-grimace. “Thanks.” She ducked out the door.
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Lyrics to “Leaving the Country”:
I laughed when you were leaving so you'd remember me that way and then I
Found a little hole to crawl in and I cried for a year and a day and it's
Really good to see you, I'd love to touch you to
I know things have changed and you keep away but, can't I say I miss you
They were eating dinner one night when the door was suddenly opened. Dean and Jo both rose, both grabbing their dinner knives and Dean taking the silver candlestick off the table.
“Dean?” a soft voice said. Dean made a strangled noise in his throat, and Jo turned to look at him. He had gone pale, and, had she been closer, she would have seen the fine sheen of sweat glistening on his face. “Hel – oh.”
Jo turned back to the doorway to look at the intruder. The girl was tall and pretty, with dark wavy hair. She was blushing, Jo noted with a small amount of satisfaction. She would have laughed at the tableau she was sure they must have made – she and Dean holding their dinner cutlery like weapons, ready to face off against a girl who obviously could not have harmed them – but neither of the other two appeared to find it very funny.
“Can we help you?” Jo finally asked when it became clear that neither the girl nor Dean were going to speak.
“I – um – I was just passing through,” the girl said, speaking to Dean rather than to Jo. “I – I wanted to see how you were doing. I guess you’re making it all right.” The girl shuffled nervously, looking everywhere except at Jo and Dean. “Bye, Dean.” She headed for the doorway.
“Kate.” Dean spoke at last, and Jo could see the muscles clenching in his jaw.
The girl turned. “Yeah?”
“Where you headed?”
“Australia, I think.”
He swallowed. “Good luck.”
The girl’s lips twisted into a half-smile, half-grimace. “Thanks.” She ducked out the door.
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Lyrics to “Leaving the Country”:
I laughed when you were leaving so you'd remember me that way and then I
Found a little hole to crawl in and I cried for a year and a day and it's
Really good to see you, I'd love to touch you to
I know things have changed and you keep away but, can't I say I miss you