Peace of mind? Yeah, right. [Open, and probably R for language.]

[pie-bitches.livejournal.com]

In the past few days, Dean has: been manhandled by a bunch of animated vines, been called an incestuous homosexual, nearly gotten into a fight with Blondie, nearly gotten into a fight with a giant blue horse, watched his brother try to fix his brain, gotten beaten up by a girl, and had to listen to the same Blondie and a giant wolf argue. It has not been a good week.

So Dean is wandering the ship, drinking straight from a bottle of booze, trying to unwind. By the time he reaches the sensoriums, he's feeling a bit better, so he sits down in the middle of one of them, ignoring the open door, and lets Stacy take over.

What unfolds around him is, in fact, Bobby's house. The car junkyard is off to the side of where he's sitting, and Bobby's messy house is behind him, and he's sitting on the lawn, feeling the sun shine down on him. It's nice.

So to anyone wandering by? You'll see Dean, on the grass of the lawn, soaking up the sun and occasionally sipping from his bottle.

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[pie-bitches.livejournal.com]

Dean just grins to that.

Oops, she got it right. Dean wrinkles his nose, and then sighs. "If you tell him I stole it, I'll cut your hair off." He threatens.

[deputyjo.livejournal.com]

She closes her eyes, tilting her head back and enjoys the sun - even if it's not real.

"You do that and I'll really truly kick your ass," Jo replied before peeking over at him through an eye. "But seriously, don't worry. Your secret is safe."

[pie-bitches.livejournal.com]

He's got his eyes closed, too. The sun feels good, and Dean wonders when the last time he sat in the sun was.

And he wouldn't really cut her hair off.

"Good." He says sleepily. He's realized he'll be able to sleep today, because of the booze, and that's exciting. "Just like sleeping. Good like sleeping."

He's probably more drunk than he's letting on.

[deputyjo.livejournal.com]

Thing is, Jo really would kick his ass - though not without a good reason.

She turns her head a little, and opens one of her eyes. "Dude, you're wasted..."

So maybe it's something he knew already, but Jo really wanted him to know she knew.

[pie-bitches.livejournal.com]

Dean opens one eye, and gives her a look that clearly is reminding her he knows that.

"No shit, Sherlock."

[deputyjo.livejournal.com]

"Well maybe you should dig a little deeper then Watson," Jo said with a smug smile.

Oh yes, she'd totally said that.