20: [Video/Action] Open Arms

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Dean is slumped in one of the easy chairs in his room, seemingly completely oblivious to the camera he's left on the bedside table.  It's at enough of an angle that half his face is obscured by the shadows in the dimly-lit room, and the only sources of illumination are the floor lamp off in the far corner, and the soft electric glow of the radio's face.

The only thing it's been playing today are Journey's greatest hits, but it's been stuck on a loop of Faithfully and Open Arms, which made Dean think, and thinking is always a bad idea when he's convinced that he's fucked up almost every close friendship - or relationship - he's had with anyone since coming here.

Dean is starting to see a pattern, and if the expression of grim pain on his face isn't enough of a giveaway that something is wrong, then the beer bottle dangling from his fingertips over the left arm of the chair ought to be.  Reaching down, he tugs off one of his heavy biker boots and chucks it at the radio, which clatters to the floor and fizzles out of whatever reception it was getting.

He knows he should be happier.  His brother is here.  Sam, Sasquatch that he is, is here - albeit older - the the guilt he feels over moping when he should be catching up with Sam is...really awful, actually.

But everyone has those days, right?

Right?

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[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

"...Ehhh. Yeah, all right. Works for me."

He'd never considered the whole five lives thing with killing off crazy sonsabitches here. Dean twiddles his thumbs quietly for another minutes. It's not an awkward silence, it's just one of their comfortable lulls that they have. It reminds him of how things used to be.

That, and Dean is not talking about Castiel.

"You up to speed on everything else this place does?"

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[demon-bitch.livejournal.com]

"The closets give you anything except personal items which you have to go to the vendors for," he began ticking off. "The library has your sense of humor. The kitchen supplies food automatically unless you want to cook it yourself. Don't go into the forest. Remember to turn of the camera. Random events will fuck with you mind. Always carry a gun. Don't talk to strangers. You only have five lives. What happens in Wonderland stays in Wonderland. And the people in the mirrors are watching you."

"Did I miss anything?" he asked, giving his brother a questioning look.

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[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

Dean's a little impressed, so he just nods and tries to re-adjust himself to getting used to having Sam around. Sam, the hulking know-it-all with the puppy-dog face that could make the surliest of bikers break down and cry.

"You've learned well, young padawan," He chuckles, sporting a crooked grin. "I think you're set for a magical new life here."

[Action] That puppy-dog face is one of his super-special secret techniques.

[demon-bitch.livejournal.com]

"Yay," Sam deadpans, but he is smiling too.