Dean Winchester (
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Same face, different time (For
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"Jimmy?" Dean's voice was full of disbelief when he laid eyes on the man in front of him. There wasn't any doubt though, the change in his tone of voice and the way he spoke, his mannerisms. They were all... destinctly human and so familiar from the brief time he'd seen the man.
Well, this probably wasn't a good sign at all. "Where's Cas?"
Well, this probably wasn't a good sign at all. "Where's Cas?"
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But he finishes, spits a few times, and wipes his mouth on his sleeve again. "... Sorry." But Dean mentioned food. That was hopefully still on the table. And the shower. And not sleeping in the car? Well, he'd see on that one.
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"If you're done, let's get inside. Sam's gone out for food."
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"Sam should be back with some food soon too."
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He shrugs out of his coat and looks for a place to hang it up before acknowledging that it's filthy and dropping it on the floor in the corner.
"I'll.... I'll be back.. in a bit, then?" He ducks out of sight and Dean can hear shuffling around as Jimmy sets about getting clean.
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But dumping him off somewhere didn't exactly seem that smart either.
And where the hell was Cas? In a new vessel, back in Heaven with nothing? Not that he thought Jimmy was going to be offering himself up as a vessel again anytime soon, but Dean couldn't help but worry.
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The light's dim, but enough to see by, and it's a lot better than the fluorescent lights. Easier for him to get his head together, eventually.
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And swimming in Dean's clothes. The lost weight accentuates it, but that doesn't change the fact that Dean has four inches and thirty or so pounds on Jimmy under healthy circumstances.
"You... You said Sam... was.. was going out for food, right?"