Hey JudeThey were wiped.Hey Jude by ~Ryoko-Shonen
After their hunt, Dean and Shelly laid on one of the beds in the motel room, not talking, just staring up at the ceiling.
It was one of those hunts that neither of them wanted to remember. In their eyes, they failed.
Finally, Dean looked at her. He was frowning. She was pretty messed up. Face swollen from hits, cuts all over her arms, blood on her face. She looked worse than she really was, but it was still bad. He let his hand shift to his gently, trying to comfort his companion. Since Sam left, he felt right having someone at his side.
Shelly pulled her hand away somewhat quickly, face contorting. She sat up, pulling gin
Other Side"Okay, now just sit there." She smiled brightly, trotting up to gently move Xadrian to the left a little.Other Side by ~Ryoko-Shonen
The poor boy was so confused. His face was a little red and he kept staring awkwardly at Amanda. "Amanda, can I just... Seriously, why do I have to be shirtless?" He felt so naked without anything covering his chest. He kept trying to use the pillow to cover him as he laid on the couch.
Amanda sat in her chair, facing him. She smiled softly as she picked a piece of charcoal from her box. "You promised you'd model for me," she scolded softly. There was a faint smile pulling at the corner of her lips. "And I need to paint you like one of
And That Was Just ItAnd that was just it. Standing in the mirror, Yume kept her own stare steady. She had a knife in one hand and an empty fish bowl in the other. She looked down at the fish bowl. She could feel the lump rising in her throat. She wasn't sure if she wanted to cry or throw up.And That Was Just It by ~Ryoko-Shonen
A little splish, and the fish was out of the water, making a circle over the bowl as he dropped back in.
"Tha's pretty nifty, Puddle," Said the taller of the two women, smiling fondly down at Yume.
Yume grinned, picking up the bowl and hugging it to her chest. "Isn't Rupert the smartest?" She giggled happily as the fish blew some bubbles at her. "Watch this! I love you Ru
Lost Lamb The sound of breaking glass stopped her. With one arm still poised above a shelf, fingers touching the soft, fake fur of a stuffed lamb, she froze at the sharp, sudden sound. Her palms quickly started to sweat as her heart leapt into her throat, body locking up in preparation to fight or flee. After three long, merciless, silence-filled seconds, she turned her body back around, her hand clutching the neck of the plush animal as if to use it as a weapon. If anything she could throw it at someone's face and run away while they spat faux fur out of their teeth.Lost Lamb by ~Completely-Koi
But, there was no one behind her. Just another decrepit shelf, holding the same, d