Ain't No Grave Can Hold My Body Down [Closed]

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

Dean had made sure to keep himself to the house. He was too worried about the next time he'd lose more memories to do much on the house expansions for now. It meant he spent his time pacing around like a caged tiger.

And then things shifted again. His hair became more mussed up, and his hands looked abraded and bleeding, like somebody who had to claw out of a coffin and the ground. He glanced around, trying to realize where he was. It wasn't Bobby's, and yet it seemed familiar. Everything was mixed up.

Sammy, he had to find his brother. Had to see him again after so long.

(ooc: closed, but open to anybody who'd be by the house or know the Winchesters well.)

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[chosenfamily]

Sam wished he didn't have to go far, but he was trying to keep things as normal as possible until the last minute.

Still, he was only by the river when he suddenly got hit with a blinding headache and the image of hands pushing up out of the ground. Once the vision let him go, he turned and ran straight back for the house. He pushed the door open, looking around wildly. "Dean?"

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

Dean's eyes were wide as he searched the place, clearly not completely sure where he was.

"Sammy! Where are you?"

[chosenfamily]

"By the front door...you know, never mind. Just keep talking and I'll come find you." God, this was bad news, wasn't it? At least it wasn't Hell. Though, for a moment, he'd almost thought that maybe, just maybe, they'd skipped that all together.

Yeah, that wasn't going to happen.

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

Dean continued to walk around, stumbling in his steps at times. He was actually upstairs so when he hit the stairs, he almost tumbled down them.

"Shit!" Luckily he only skidded down a few, and his side hit the wall.

[chosenfamily]

Well, that made it easier to actually FIND Dean. "Dude, stop," Sam said, taking the stairs two at a time until he was at his brother's side.

He'd never seen Dean like this. Bobby'd been the first one to see Dean when he'd come back and Dean'd had time to clean up a bit. And he'd cleaned up more before the two of them had tracked Sam down.

So he only stared a moment before he grabbed Dean and pulled him into a hug. Because, damn it, he remembered those four months when Dean had been gone and he'd HATED it. And now they were both going to have to relive it.

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

This time Dean hadn't had a chance for any of it. Last he remember was stumbling out of the ground, and trying to get his bearings. But when Sam grabbed him, he clung back, and tremors ran through his body.

"I'm back, little brother. I'm back," he murmured into Sam's shoulder.

[chosenfamily]

Sam reached up, pressing his hand to the back of Dean's head. Didn't care about the dirt. Just needed another moment of solid connection before he pulled away.

"Dean." Shit, how the hell was he supposed to explain this? "Dean, do you remember where you are?"

[on_errantry]

Rhiow wanted to jump instantly to the Winchester house, but since she was already in the City and energy was of the essence, she took Arhu over the scenic route.

It was a long trek. By the time they got there, Rhiow needed a moment to sit down and cool off before doing any kind of wizardry, so she led Arhu into the house and trotted toward the living room. "Ssam and D'hean live here with a couple other ehhif. D'hean's mate is around every so often. They welcome me, I'm sure they'll welcome you too."

[seeing-eye-cat.livejournal.com]

He followed after, looking around the ehhif-dwelling with what he told himself was perfectly-disguised-curiosity. Well, if perfectly-disguised meant peering around wide-eyed at every new little thing. He honestly only rarely got to enter ehhif dens, and so it was an adventure every time.

"You've talked about 'em often enough that they've got to be interesting," he said, twitching his tail a few times as he trailed after her.

[chosenfamily]

It was a very quiet house, with a scent that was somewhat like dog, though Bobby wasn't around at the moment.

Sam came out of the kitchen, looking tired. More like bone-weary, but he was doing his best to ignore it. "I thought I heard voices out here," he said, smile flitting over his face. Not there long, but true enough. "Hey, Rhiow. And this is Arhu?" The pronunciation was probably off since he was going by what he'd read. "Dai stiho."

Hey, he'd hung around Rhiow long enough to pick up a few things.

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

Dean had been trying to nap upstairs by this time, but while his body was weary, his mind was too active for sleep. Any time he shut his eyes he was getting those flashes, things in his past only now because this regression it's in his future too. He almost expected the Hellhounds to show up.

[seeing-eye-cat.livejournal.com]

Arhu paused, peering up at the ehhif-tom who'd emerged. Finally he headed toward him.

"Yeah. You'd be Ssam, then?" Well, he might be D'hean, but Rhiow said that he wasn't doing well, so it probably wouldn't be likely that he'd be down here. The ehhif's accent wasn't bad either, but Arhu attributed that to spending so long wit Rhiow. He wasn't as good as Rosie, but that was hard to do. "Dai."

Arhu knew that he didn't look quite as impressive as Rhiow - he was still growing, after all - but at least he was getting some size to him. He was a full-grown tom now, not the half-grown one he'd been when Rhiow and the team found him. He just needed to bulk out.

[chosenfamily]

Sam knelt down, offering the back of his hand for Arhu to scent, if he wanted to. It was polite, after all. "I am. Thank you for coming to help out."

[governorkang]

Kang had already prepared, gathering what he'd need and taking Karen over to Eva's, so when Sam sent out the message, he was able to get there within twenty minutes. Normally, it was alright for him to go into the house without knocking, but just to be safe, he did so this time; he wasn't sure how much Dean had regressed yet.

[chosenfamily]

The knock wasn't expected, so Sam was more careful as he approached the door, ready to send whoever it was on their way. He was tired and
tense. Not a great combination.

"Look, this isn't a good time for..." He trailed off, looking up. And actually relaxed a bit. "Hi, Kang. I am really glad to see you."

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

This time Dean wasn't sleeping, he was currently lounging in the living room. At least watching movies were a little distracting even if he felt like a damn ticking time bomb waiting to go off.

He heard some noise, but kept his focus on the TV. It was also helping him keep awake and away from thinking of what he was going back to.

[governorkang]

"Hopefully this won't last very long," Kang's wings rustled as he came in, leaning the staff he'd borrowed from Aibghalien against the wall and setting his bag to the side. He glanced over at Dean and frowned. "Have Rhiow and Arhu already stopped by?"

[chosenfamily]

"Yeah, they have." Sam closed the door, rolling his shoulders. "Umm. Look, I better warn you. He's may not entirely remember you and the reaction may be bad." Dean had just come out of Hell, after all. And Kang could be mistaken for a demon by somebody whose mind wasn't terribly clear. "Just...don't take it personally."

He took a breath, stepping back and into the living room. "Hey, Dean. We have company."

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

Dean's eyes slowly to look up, and up. Something... something wasn't right here. The figure Kang, a hand offering a drink seemed very familiar a hand offering a blade and a choice but he couldn't figure out why. Did he know him from here, or... He tensed up with clear confusion on his face as he looked to see if the being was armed.

"Sam?"

Some time later

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

Dean stirred again, slowly waking. His eyes were green, but then he noticed he was tied up. He started to panic, and fight to get himself loose. It's only rope, maybe he can get away.

And go where? It's hell, where can he go? Not like anybody can open the Devil's Gate again to let him go, Sam wouldn't go that far. Would he?

[chosenfamily]

Eventually, Sam had to leave the living room. Not for long, he just needed to take a leak and get a drink. He had every intention of being back within a few minutes.

He was lucky he didn't brain himself when the vision hit.

Sam caught himself against the wall as the vision released, ignoring the blood drops that fell from his upper lip. The visions weren't really getting stronger, it was just that they were coming far more often than he was used to. Shaking himself, he headed back for the main room. "Kang? How is he?"

[governorkang]

Kang glanced down at Dean from where he was sitting, then at Sam, "He just woke up. What happened to you?"

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

Dean's eyes widened further, shit, they knew he was awake. He didn't understand why he was only tied with rope this time. Maybe it was a new game. Alastair always had some game for him. A new plan to break him. He tried to control his breathing and slowly back away.

[chosenfamily]

"Bloody nose. I'll be fine." He'd be better once these regressions stopped, but that was out of his control.

He made a motion to Kang, asking for him to stay out of Dean's direct line of sight, then padded over to Dean. "Dean? Dean, I need you to stay calm. I know it's not something you're going to believe easily, but you're safe."

[governorkang]

Kang frowned slightly and nodded, getting up and moving out of sight. He understood why.