He's got eyes that sing to me... remind me of childhood melodies...

[likely_evil]

Just for Bobby at the moment... others to join later...

They were in North Dakota according to the map that Alec and Dean had been looking at. There was something in the back of Sam's mind that found the town familiar. Little fireflies in his mind, wanting to guide him again.

Why were there fireflies in his mind? He always saw freflies, no matter where they went.

He had sat in the Impala after Dean and Alec went to bed because he was trying to figure this out when one big firefly came by the window, beckoning him to follow it. So he did, walking along the fields quickly as he tried to catch it.

When he was able to catch them, he remembered things. But the things he remembered with them would always fly away again. Out of his mind and into the wind. Not like the memories that Dean gave him.

He had a few now. Memory of a tape measure. Of a necklace. Small things and they were always of him as a kid. There were no adult memories. And Sam wondered why.

Soon, the firefly led him along the path to a junkyard. Sam could see all the magic here, trendils that wove a web in a white light. He was careful as he walked, not wanting to touch a single strand of it until he got to the door where the firefly had landed.

Sam tilted his head, reaching for the insect and wrapping his fingers around it roughly. Which on the other side of the door would sound like someone had knocked.

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[maninflannel.livejournal.com]

"Yea...I get that." Small smirk in Sam's direction. "I mighta taken it okay that way."

[jstliketherifle.livejournal.com]

"You would have taken it better than I did," Dean muttered with a heavy sigh.

[likely_evil]

Sam just sighed and watched Dean. Finally he pushed away from Alec and got up, walking away without a word.

Dean was upset. He needed space. So Sam would take a walk. That's what Sam did when Dean was upset.

[smart-alec494.livejournal.com]

alec bit his lip, and forced himself to not snag Sam's sleave. Sam had a right to go where he wanted when he wanted. "Sam? Don't be gone to long okay?" Because that would just flip Dean out again.

[maninflannel.livejournal.com]

Bobby looked after Sam. "Where the hell's he goin'?"

[jstliketherifle.livejournal.com]

"I don't know," Dean shrugged. He knew it was his fault, he didn't need it rubbed in his face. "He'll be back though."

[likely_evil]

Sam wandered a bit until something caught his eye. It was a cross. There wasn't a cross on Bobby's land. They hung on the walls.

Sam went over to see what he was and saw two planks of wood lashed together. On the horizontal plank were the words SAM WINCHESTER.

Pain. Smoke. Fire. Dead. Pain. No. Blood. Pain. DEAN!

Sam fell to his knees and just stared at the cross, biting his lip.

[smart-alec494.livejournal.com]

Alec watched him wander away. It took so little to push Sam off balance and Alec knew that feeling and it blew. He looked over at Dean and didn't want to tell the man what to do with his own brothr. But still. . . "You should go get him later."

[maninflannel.livejournal.com]

Bobby kept his eyes in Sam's wake, concerned and quiet.

[jstliketherifle.livejournal.com]

Dean sighed heavily, before pushing himself to his feet and following Sam's wake. Sooner was better than later. He didn't say anything when he got up there, just watched Sam as he stared at the grave.

The grave itself still hurt. Even though he knew that there was Sam sitting beside it, it was still a reminder of the failure he'd made in keeping Sam safe the first time, and he hated coming up here. But this was where Sam had went, so naturally, that was where Dean followed.

[likely_evil]

Sam's hand went into the ground, and he carefully started to dig. His body was down there somewhere. He wanted his body back. This one was nice but it wasn't really his. The boy inside was in heaven now, so it wasn't like he needed it.

But Sam wanted his body again.

[smart-alec494.livejournal.com]

Alec crouched on the steps of the pourch. Just him and Bobby. Oh yeah, like that wasn't as uncomfortable as fuckall.

[maninflannel.livejournal.com]

Bobby sighed and moved back up onto the porch, then sat down in his chair and rocked slowly. Damned if he knew what to say.

[smart-alec494.livejournal.com]

Alec tapped his fingers agaisnt his knees for a couple of minutes. "Right. Fuck it." He didn't look at bobby, just kept stairing out of the the junk yard. "Look, I dig that you aren't my greatest fan. But do me a favore and trying and keep it on the down low while Sam's around. He's trying really damned hard and he doesn't need dissencion in the ranks. It'll just confuse him and screw with his karma. You do that for me and I'll stay the hell out of you way when he isn't around. Okay?" It came out as more like a demand that a question.

[maninflannel.livejournal.com]

Bobby blinked. He didn't jump, just blinked. He looked over at Alec with a mild glare. "I got nothin' against you. But keep tellin' me how to act in my home and around my boys, and I will."

[smart-alec494.livejournal.com]

"Right. Uh huh. Nothin' at all." That was why the rules suddenly changed when it was Alec's behavior in question. That was why he didn't have an iota of trust even though he hadn't done a damned thing wrong. Infact he'd tried to do things right. Hell he'd practicly watched Dean like a hawk to get it right. Nothing against him at all.

"It's your home. Your territory. Your rules. I understand that. I said I'd stay out of your way. I wont friggin touch anything." He stands from his balance crouch and pads down the few steps to be off the porch.

"And I wouldn't dream of giving you any advice about Sam. What the hell do I know. I'm jus the person the didn't upset him." Because what he did know is that while he was sure that the Sam they knew and he didn't was in there somewhere, that wasn't who they were dealling with right now. Nor was Sam the child he acted like. There was to much in his head for him to be a child. There was also a dangerous preditor under that adorable personality that Alec felt some sort of kinship to and he didn't want to walk away.

[maninflannel.livejournal.com]

Bobby watched Alec's back and rolled his eyes. No wonder Sam and Dean liked this kid. He was just as - if not more - moody than them. He stood up from his chair. "Hey," he barked. "You want respect, you give it. If you weren't welcome here, ya wouldn't be here. So sit down, shut up, and stop bein' a damned idjit about it. I got no problem with ya, y'hear?"

[smart-alec494.livejournal.com]

Alec holds still for a long moment, the he let years of training and conditioning overcome everything else and sat his ass down. He understood that sort of bark in a voice. It didn't smooth away everything though. Alec didn't turn. "If I didn't have any respect for you, you'd know it because I would care about your rules at all."

His fingers flexed against the edge of the stairs. "You might as well have said you didn't want me here when you told me I could touch anything in the house." The tone is more sullen than anything else. Nothing could sulk more than a hurt cat. "How am I supposed to not take that personally?"

[maninflannel.livejournal.com]

Bobby shook his head. "Ain't personal. I don't know you and I got things in this house that ya might not know how to handle. Think I want you to get hurt?"

[smart-alec494.livejournal.com]

Alec turns and gives him a cockeyed look. "Why would you care?" He's honestly confused. "Besides they were in a public place. If you don't want people touching things then why are they out in public places?" Yeah, confused for the win. "Besides, I can handle a whole friggin lot." That statement just sounded tired.

[maninflannel.livejournal.com]

"They're in my home. A place that doesn't often see visitors. And I got no doubt you'd find my things no matter where I put 'em. I'm sure you can handle a lot, doesn't mean I won't try to keep ya from gettin' into trouble."

[smart-alec494.livejournal.com]

Alec is clearly trying to realign his mental boundry's of privacy. "Oh." Yeah it's clearly new to him that a person would treat an entire house they we he would treat his sleeping space. He feels the need to defend himself against the statement that he could find anything. "I could find things. But you don't touch things in other people personal space." He said it like it was an unwritten rule.

[maninflannel.livejournal.com]

Bobby wasn't too sure about the kid, but could tell he was off - just like all of them. He watched the boy and nodded slowly. "Exactly. That's all it is. Nothin' personal." He leaned back in his chair and scratched his beard. "So you wanna not hate me now?" He even gave a hint of a smirk.

[smart-alec494.livejournal.com]

Alec considered him. "Maybe." He shrugged. "Never hated you. I kinda reserve that, you know?" He sighed and turned so he was at least half facing Bobby. "Am I allowed to touch any of the books?" Because otherwise he was going to get boared here real quick.

[maninflannel.livejournal.com]

"Some'a them. Long as you treat 'em with respect. Some, not even Sam and Dean get to play around with."