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New Orleans, house, 1am
Anni: *rolls button across floor*
Katie: *whistles*
Carly: *drums fingers on floor*
Dean: *paces around* You sure you got the right house?
Sam: Maybe we got here too late.
Dean: Great. The bitch was scared off by Charlie's Angels.
Katie: *smiles* Aww. He thinks we kick ass. *lifts hand* I CALL FARRAH FAWCETT!
Anni: So we came here for nothing?
Sam: The night's still young, maybe we should just wait.
Dean: I want every case to be finished in 43 minutes, Sam. It's the rules.
Sam: What? Since when?
Dean: Since I've been watching all that TV. They always wrap everything up in a nice tiny bow. I want that.
Sam: ...That's not how real life works, Dean.
Dean: Well it should. I'm tired of spending 6 hours here and 4 hours there and going back to the motel disappointed. Our lives aren't as exciting as people think.
Katie: *lifts hand* I have a question. Does anybody else here think Cas and Ruby would have made a good pair? I mean, not that stinky NEW Ruby. The hot one.
Everyone: *staring at Katie*
Katie: ...I'm gonna stop talking.
Anni: I thought this whole thing would be...scarrier. I'm just a little hungry.
Dean: Yeah me too. Hey Sam, you bring any snacks?
Katie: I BROUGHT MUSTARD!
Dean: *looks at Katie*
Katie: ...If you like mustard.
4am
Dean: Well this is just getting ridiculous. I could be in bed right now. I could be with a beautiful woman.
Katie: *smiles* You've got 3 here.
Dean: *sigh* Does this woman ever stop talking?
Sam: *smirks* Annoyed already?
Dean: *whispers* Her voice is
grating. If I don't get to kill a ghost, I'm sure as hell gonna kill her.
Sam: *scratches head*
Dean: Sorry ladies, I'm taking off. Some of us have angels to chase after and demons to fry. *walks away*
Sam: I er...uh...I'm...he's my ride. *walks away*
Katie: Did they just leave?
Anni: I think they did.
Katie: *grabs Anni* They just left us in a haunted house! WHY!
Carly: I think it's because you're so annoying.
Katie: Pfft, I don't drive men away.
Anni: *rubs temples* I'm beginning to understand why Tim used to hit you.
Katie: HEY! *slaps Anni*
Anni: OW. Sorry. It's late and I can't think straight. Ooh! If we start to go crazy, maybe we'll see a pretend ghost!
Katie: *kicks old bed* I hate this place. We had more fun at Mardi Gras.
Anni: ...You got drunk and fell off a balcony.
Katie: Yes but I did so with honor.
Anni: You were naked and you got arrested for exposure and property damage.
Katie: Why do you have to rag on the details?
Anni: It's okay, I love you anyway. *hugs Katie*
Katie: YAY! *hugs Anni*
Carly: Think we'll ever see those guys again?
Katie: Sure, if you have cable.
West Miami, apartment, 4 months later
Lori: *places phone against ear, grabs pen* Right, I can be in tomorrow morning no problem. *writing* Uh huh.
Tom: *leaning against wall, staring at Lori*
Lori: *smiles* Thank you, I appreciate it. *closes phone*
Tom: New job?
Lori: Old job, new position. *lifts head* Day supervisor.
Tom: ...Already?
Lori: Well, it's just a fancy way of saying 'you handle the crabby customers'.
Tom: I'm sure you'll be great at it.
Lori: *smiles*
Tom: Never really pictured you working with clothes and...people.
Lori: I know it's not a career but...I like it. It's stable.
Tom: *nods*
Lori: Plus it pays the bills. *walks over to couch, sits*
Tom: Seems like you're on your way.
Lori: Mhm. *grabs folder, opens it*
Tom: *walks over, sits* Store paperwork?
Lori: Yep. *clicks pen, writes*
Tom: Have you spoken to Scotty lately?
Lori: No. Been busy.
Tom: You know I don't mind bringing the kids here for a visit but you'll need to talk to him someday.
Lori: I just haven't had the chance.
Tom: Well you'll have plenty of time this afternoon. I told him you'd head over to his place to see Steph today.
Lori: *looks at Tom* What? Why?
Tom: Because I'm a good friend.
Lori: *sigh* Alright.
Tom: Great. *stands* I'll see you later.
Lori: *frowns*
Gables Estates, driveway
Lori: *slams truck door, looks up* ...Someone's been doing some painting. I distinctly remember my house being yellow, not brown. *looks back* And when the hell did this driveway become pebbly? *looks over hood* Oh my GOD! He bought a bike! *runs over to bike* Yamaha R1...
nice.
Scott: Thank you.
Lori: *jumps* AH! *turns around* Don't do that!
Scott: *smiles* You're early.
Lori: *frowns* Put on a shirt.
Scott: Sorry, I was doing yard work when I heard you pull up.
Lori: *nods*
Scott: Steph's inside.
Lori: ...Would it be okay if I...took her out for dinner?
Scott: No. You know the rules.
Lori: You let Tom take the kids to my place.
Scott: That's because he's there.
Lori: *crosses arms*
Scott: I'll be inside in a minute. *walks away*
Lori: *shakes head*
Inside house, kitchen
Steph: *grabs crayon, colors*
Lori: *sits*
Steph: *smiles* Momma, look! I made you a picture. *lifts paper*
Lori: *takes paper, looks down*
Steph: Do you like it?
Lori: *smiles* It's beautiful. *wraps arm around Steph*
Scott: *walks into kitchen* You want some food?
Steph: HOTDOGS!
Scott: *smiles* Great, I'll get the barbeque started. You would you like, Lori?
Lori: Oh no, I don't want to impose.
Scott: It's no problem. *walks away*
Lori: *frowns*
Steph: Momma come see Dommy! *grabs Lori's arm*
Lori: Okay okay, I'm coming!
Living room
Steph: *pushes bouncy swing*
Dominick: *giggles, flails*
Steph: HE'S CUTE, MOMMA!
Lori: *smiles* Yes he is. *picks up Dominick*
Dominick: *grabs Lori's face*
Lori: *smiling*
Dominick: MAMA!
Lori: That's right!
Steph: Momma come outside.
Lori: Okay, just let me get Dom ready.
Backyard, 4pm
Steph: *chomps hotdog*
Scott: *sits*
Lori: Steph, eat slower or you'll choke.
Steph: *nods*
Lori: *places Dominick on lap, picks up piece of hotdog*
Dominick: *grabs onto hotdog, chews*
Scott: Stephanie's having a school play next week, I think it would be great if you came.
Steph: *smiles* I'm a TREE!
Scott: It's about the environment.
Lori: What a waste of the education system.
Scott: *shrugs* It's fun.
Lori: *drinks soda*
Scott: How's work?
Lori: Fine. I got promoted.
Scott: *smiles* That's great.
Lori: Mhm. *wipes Dominick's cheek*
Scott: *stares at Lori*
TBC........................................