genessia | So far from home

[Well he's a tall one, isn't he? She does like to keep an eye on new arrivals in order to scout out their potential. This one seems fairly ordinary, but who knows? He might have talent.]

The pamphlet sums it up well enough. Sad to say, none of us are able to return to our homes. For now, at least.

Yeah, I read it a few times, but it doesn't make much sense. Who brought us here? Why?

No one knows. It's all very mysterious.

Where have you come from, I wonder?

You don't really get home, not yet anyway. People will vanish once in a while, but...welcome to Genessia.

[She's normally perkier, but things are kind of shot to hell right now.]

[Stare. Stop. Stare again.]

I.. ah..

Mom?

[She freezes as his words register. Mom? She only had two kids...one was Dean, the other-...]

Sammy?

[Sitting up straighter, she was shocked, but still pleased at this turn of events. Kind of. Lord, what next?]

[She's just as beautiful as he remembers from their trip back in time.] Yeah. Yeah it's me, Mom.

Where are you?

[She was already slipping on her shoes to go see him. They had a lot to talk about, but she wanted to see him in person first.]

Not far from where I got dropped off. I just got a weird message from Dean. Said he's been here for almost two years?

[And she's on her way to the Bay.]

That sounds about right, honestly. I've been here just as long as him...it'll be good to finally see you.

[Might even make things a little better.]

I don't understand how that's even possible.

... I'm not dead, am I?

I don't understand either, but it is.

[Pausing, she frowns before shaking her head.]

Of course not. No one here is dead, not yet anyway.

It feels weird, you know? Kind of like heaven. Dean's here, you're here. I feel like I'm just waiting for Bobby or Dad to come on the line. [But Heaven was currently free of angels and under the control of a lunatic who'd kicked every angel to earth and broken their wings.]

Well....I can tell you with certainty your dad's not here.

[As much as she wished it, he wasn't.

Coming around the corner, she could see the bay. Looking around, she looked for the man who seemed to be her little Sammy.]

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[Just because he's not currently overly active on the comms doesn't mean he's not watching them. His buzzes with a new meassage and-

Oh. My. Fucking. God.

Is that-]

[Okay, so he'd pretty much given up on seeing this face again because he's never that lucky. But holy crap it's-]

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[...Waitasec]

[Or is it? It's not like he's not had people from other times brought in before. Example number one: Mom.

He's going to need a closer look. Or in this case scent. Time to put that Dog thing to useful work for a change!]

[He's not going to be hard to find. While Sam should be investigating, he's proceeding carefully. Reading up before he starts moving.

Follow your nose Dean. Sam might smell a little different, but he's recovering. Getting better.]

[Okay. Okay. If there was one thing he was going to emerge for, it was definitely going to be this. Hell, it's not like he just lost a week hunting M to being a unicorn or anything anyway.

Shit.

Well, he can do both. He needs to see if this (a) really is his brother and (b).... you know, fuck it. He's got his comm if Alvin or Milla decide to report in, and what he's doing right now can wait for his maybe brother.

Calm. Caaaalm. Which, you know, he maybe should have thought of before starting the message...]

[Yep, all the shock and confusion and pondering is gone for poker face. Not that it took longer than two seconds for all of these emotions to pass over his face, seeing as his mind is racing] You still by the entrance to the bay? Wait there. If not, go back to the entryway. You shouldn't be able to get back in it though, just a tip. [And hangs up.]

[He goes tearing through the streets to the entrance to the bay, picking up Sam's slightly off but basically normal scent as he draws close. It's enough for him to ascertain that it's just Sam. It makes him wonder about when, but it can all come later. He's pulling up just short of Sam, face all lit up like a kid on Christmas.]

It's you.

[He grabs a hold of Sam in a tight hug now, however. It's been nearly two long years since he last saw him and Goddamn it he missed you so very, very much. If you'd been here, there's no doubt there's things that would have been different if Sam had been there to balance him out like that limb it feels like he's been trying to live around missing, but hey ho.

Don't care, he's here now.]

The hell took you so long, asshole?

[He just hangs there for a moment more before reluctantly letting go. Not that he's one for hugs but he doesn't think you understand nearly two years. He's lost quite a lot of friends that he'd made, watched one of them die after he failed to save her, lost a best friend (and somewhere along the lines almost surrogate little brother) of a death god, and his house has been blown up. Just to name a few things.]

What? [Sam doesn't pull away from the hug. Yes, he's still pissed and hurt and a hundred other unhappy things but Dean is his brother.]

What are you talking about? Dude, you walked away from me and Cas like two hours ago. [he's just not going to think about why and what brought them to that point.]

[It's Sam, it's Sam it's Sam It's- Wait, what? Is pretty much the mental process here. Why the hell would he...?

Okay, so, he's missed something big. Especially by the way Sam's holding himself. Uh oh. He's going to have to get Sam to play catch up with him. And if it's big, possibly end up in the dream dock again, as much as he has a love-hate relationship with that place. After M, naturally - the dreamdock, that is.]

Okay, you me, bar and catch up is what's happening in a minute. First, and don't freak out, but I've been here over a year and a half, dude. I know, it's weird, you'll get cliff notes at the bar. Which is this way. [If you don't come, he is dragging you. Seriously.] It's, like, two years in... May. I think. April or may. It's been so goddamned long, I don't really... [He couldn't even say for sure it's April or May, but he's pretty sure. It's not like he was avidly looking at and taking note of the date on that first, extremely weird day.] Whatever. [Shrug.] It's been a long time since I last saw you.

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Shh, I'm not here, I'm really sleeping. [video - private- 1/? (probably 4)]

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4/this was longer than I thought. But YOU NEED ALL THE FACES HE'S MAKING IN MY HEAD

gimme all the Dean love!!

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