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Neil McCormick ([personal profile] likeaplanet) wrote in [personal profile] forthedog 2012-05-23 07:20 pm (UTC)

I hold myself perfectly still, afraid I'm gonna spook him, afraid of shattering the moment. His fingertips graze my cheek and I let out a shuddering breath. It takes me a moment to realize what he's even asked of me.

"Uh... The summer after you... After, this whole world appeared, under our feet. Access in the caves, you had to ride this weird submarine car down to get to it. There were supplies... a whole fuckin' city full of 'em. Shari and I went down to see what we could find. I brought Tom's Glock, I figured we'd be fine. But there were people down there. Not really zombies, but... close. We got cornered down in the winery. She ended up breakin' her arm and I got hit in the head pretty bad. We would've been fucked if Sam and Dean hadn't come to get us out."

I'm quiet for a moment, my eyes dropping down to our clasped hands.

"Tom was so pissed at me, and then... 'Bout a week later, he was gone. For a long time, I thought... I dunno, I thought maybe that was why." That I was being punished.

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