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Who: Sam Winchester and the people he really owes an apology to: Dean Winchester, Jo Harvelle, Faith Lehane and Castiel. [CLOSED]
What: Sam making up for the things he did when he was soulless.
When: Friday night, November 4th, into Saturday, November 5th.
Where: Various locations in the castle.
Rating: PG-13
Notes: There are going to be sections for each person setting up location and such, and I'm setting them up in prose, but if you want to switch it up and actionspam it, that's good by me too.
Sam still didn't know what he lost for those two months, and more to the point, he wasn't sure he wanted to figure out what that was. He just knew that he had done some unintentional damage, and that he needed to fix it. He wasn't sure if any of this was actually fixable, but he at least had to try.
So he did what he had to do. He tracked down the people he had to talk to, crossed his fingers, and hoping for the best.
He just hoped that none of these blew up too much in his face.
What: Sam making up for the things he did when he was soulless.
When: Friday night, November 4th, into Saturday, November 5th.
Where: Various locations in the castle.
Rating: PG-13
Notes: There are going to be sections for each person setting up location and such, and I'm setting them up in prose, but if you want to switch it up and actionspam it, that's good by me too.
Sam still didn't know what he lost for those two months, and more to the point, he wasn't sure he wanted to figure out what that was. He just knew that he had done some unintentional damage, and that he needed to fix it. He wasn't sure if any of this was actually fixable, but he at least had to try.
So he did what he had to do. He tracked down the people he had to talk to, crossed his fingers, and hoping for the best.
He just hoped that none of these blew up too much in his face.
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Still. Like the good brother he was (even if Sam wasn't) he followed 'em, heading down to where Sam's directions led and ducked his head in the door, glancing around before he went in for some kind of sign for where this was going.
"Sam, I'm telling you, we have gotta get you out of that pie shop. It's startin' to -- " He stopped when he caught sight of the Impala. Well, if his little bro was looking for ways to brighten his day ... This made for a damn good apology. He shut up promptly, pacing towards her and running a hand over the hood to examine more closely the way she seemed to glow.
The look on his face would make you think he was happier to see his car than he'd been to see his brother.
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"And I thought you would appreciate the pie shop. All the free pie you can eat."
There was a beat as he continued to watch his brother with the car, before raising an eyebrow. "Do I need to give you two a minute?"