sirenspull | third hunt ⇝ video

[When the feed flickers on Dean's figuring out how to angle it right over his shoulders so it's not too close or too far from him when he starts talking. The whole video thing's still new to him, and he's not sure how to turn it off half the time when he's talking to someone on it.

For a split second you get the image of a folded up assless hospital gown, Mary's apartment and the subtle sigils on the wall, then it's on him.

His hair is still wet from a shower and he's in a black t-shirt and jeans, the amulet looks like nothing but a small flicker of gold before he's got the receiver positioned upright.]

For those of you just joinin' us death's not permanent here. [He should've figured that out when it came to his dad but he just figured that it'd take a lot more than a bullet to the brain to kill him. He had to go out swinging.

Dean just looks tired. He's in nowhere near the same amount of pain as he was in before croaking but he's still riding some out. Not as pale but irritated and not doing a very good job of hiding it. He shrugs.] Doesn't mean you should go Berserker but I thought some of you could use the intel.

[Dean's about to turn off the feed when it hits him.] Anyone know what day of the week it is?

[TFW filter. Including all friends. None of the enemies. Screw you Meg, Crowley, Ruby, Zachy, and the rest.]

Sorry I checked out.

I feel like I got hit by a freight train and then Sam got some hoodoo priest to lay some mojo on me.

[Forget that both have sort of happened. He's not gonna go into how literal that metaphor is.]

Anyway, not sure how long I've been gone but at least I'm not some creepy night monster.

[Willow Rosenberg]

How 'bout that beer?

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Still think the black magic thing's a little risky but, yeah, you're a breath of fresh air compared to a lot of the people here.

[Well, you could, but it usually cost a pretty penny and came with a happy ending.]

Or maybe that's the beer talking.

[It's clear by his grin that it's a joke.]

... So is owning a gun.

[She grins at him.]

You know, if it's the beer talking I'm gonna up an leave.

[She giggles, unable to feign sternness.]

In my experience, guns aren't as dangerous.

[Dean folds his arms over the table and takes another guzzle from his beer.]

Uh-huh, you need cab fair, princess?

No. I'll be fine. I'm going to take a different method of travel home.

[She hadn't flexed her magical muscles for a while. She was worried about build up, It's always really frustrating when you end up accidentally make a huge change to something because of your magic overflowing.]

Besides, It's a clear night. I could use the air.

Yeah, it's night. Which means if you're not payin' attention you're gonna wind up monster chow. I can't let you bail alone in clear conscience.

[Especially not after the beers that they had.]

So, whatever your plans are. I'm comin' with. We live in the same building, anyway.

I'll be fine.

[She smiles, Awww. He's so protective. She should be able to carry him too. Well, if she can teleport a giant submarine across the world, she should be able to carry Dean. She finishes her beer.]

Okay then. I hope you don't mind flying.

[Dean finishes his too, slams it down on the counter with a ding, and then levels a look at her when she mentions flying.]

Depends on what you mean by flying.

... How else would I mean flying?

[She levitates herself a foot off the floor. There is a slight bounce as she hangs from midair.]

Like this.

[Dean's eyes go wide, he leans out of his chair to make sure he's really seeing it right. That there's space between her and the floor.]

Where'd you learn the Criss Angel stunt?

[He doesn't look too sweet on the idea of flying anywhere with her. It's all over his face.]

Well it started with putting a vampires soul back in it's body, then it progressed through floating pencils, fire from ice, controlling elements, resurrection breaking mystic laws to save the world and then learning to fly.

[She smiles, his facial expression is priceless.]

I can teleport if you don't like flying.

I'd rather take the express. Nothin' against your piloting skills but I don't do flying.

[Not since 2005 and never again. He wasn't hopping on a plane ever again if he could help it. He was used to teleporting with Cas so he'd rather go that route.]

Doesn't come with any nasty side effects, does it?

[He has to ask.]

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Yeah. You'll have a tail. And want to pee on the couch for a week or so.

[Are you insulting her prowess? Oh. Dean. She loves teasing you!]

No, seriously. I know a guy that can do the same thing and the last time he did I didn't poop for a week.

[Don't tease him, he's very sensitive about the paranormal. He's pushing it just by considering the whole thing.]

... You'll feel a pleasant tingly feeling and a slight chill. And if you're unlucky the worst thing you'll feel is a pinching on your arms cause you're a little wider than I am.

[... A lot wider. But whatever.]

That I can handle.

[He leaves a tip on the table for their waitress to pick up and scoots his chair back before standing up.]

C'mon let's take off.

[Willow pulls her jacket tighter around her. She smiles to Dean.]

Okay. Stand here.

[She guides him to stand directly in front of her.]

Are you ready?

Yeah, I'm ready.

[He shrugs into his jacket too.]

Let's get this over with.

[Willow looks up at the sky and pulls her hands to the side. She raises her hands to point to the sky and looks intent, as she mutters the word "Discede". There's a chill in the wind and in the blink of an eye, and a pretty shimmer of white and gold sparkles, you're outside the apartments.]

Thank you for teleporting with Rosenberg air, please remember to take all your belongings.

[Dean can't help but laugh at the little speech. She's pretty cute.]

I'll see you later, Will.

[He heads up the stairs and gets into his apartment before shutting the door behind him. Fully prepared to get a stern talking to.]

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