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Zombehs //Dean// Jan 13, 2015 16:11:03 GMT -5

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Post by Dean Winchester on Jan 13, 2015 16:11:03 GMT -5

Everyone in the room was staring as Teddy flung herself at Past Dean. Present Dean crossed his arms and tapped one foot impatiently. When they'd finally separated, he asked with exaggerated annoyance, "you done?" They had a serious mission to talk about. Teddy could stay if she wanted to, only because he knew that it would waste even more time trying to wrestle her out of there. He knew he could do it too. He knew she was scared of him, whether she admitted it out loud or not. But it was just a whole lot of time and energy that could be better spent mapping out how they were going to take down the devil.

Present Dean waved Past Dean closer to the table, laying out a map. Several red circles were drawn all over it, indicating open croat hot zones. Chuck, Cas, Reesa, and Past Dean all leaned closer as Present Dean jabbed a finger at one of the circles in the middle. "That's where the devil is." Chuck and Reesa leaned back, exchanging grim looks. Cas said out loud what they were all thinking. "Great. It's in the center of a hot zone." Present Dean lifted his finger from the map, eyeing Cas accusingly. "Are you saying my plan is reckless?" Cas leaned back in his chair, kicking his feet up and resting them on the table. "Are you suggesting we march right up through the front doors, past all the croats, demons, and human shields and shoot the devil?" Present Dean didn't beat around the bush with his simple, blunt answer. "Yes."

Cas nodded, thinking this over. "Then yes, that's what I'm saying" he finally agreed. "Or if you don't like reckless I could call it insane. Or insusient maybe." Present Dean rolled his eyes. "Are you in?" Cas dropped his feet to the ground with a sigh. "Of course. You know I am." Present Dean nodded briskly, waves of authority practically rolling off of him. "Ok. Let's load the trucks and gather the others. I want to be on the road by midnight." Which was only an hour away.

Past Dean watched in silence as Cas, Chuck, and Reesa shuffled past him out of the cabin. When it was finally just him, himself, and Teddy, he spoke up. "Not that I'm complaining or trying to rock the boat or anything, but uh...why ARE you taking me?" Present Dean was rifling through his open duffel bag. "Relax you'll be fine" he assured Past Dean dismissively. "Zach's looking out for you right?" Past Dean had been leaning against a wall for awhile but at these words he pushed off of it, straightening. "No, that's not what I mean." He was not scared of the mission or the devil. Which probably should have said something right there. "I want to know what's going on" he finished, narrowing his eyes.

Because something was definitely going on.

Last Edit: Jan 13, 2015 16:13:16 GMT -5 by Dean Winchester

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Zombehs //Dean// Jan 13, 2015 16:24:02 GMT -5

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Post by Teddy Wilson on Jan 13, 2015 16:24:02 GMT -5

Teddy listened as they briefly planned out what to do on their map while she stood on the sidelines - aka. the wall behind her - and she lent back against it, fiddling with the old friendship bracelet she carried on her wrist. It was a bracelet her mother made her when she was small. She brought it to show and tell once and never took it off her wrist again. She always went into a daydream state when she twisted her bracelet around slowly, with a lack of any effort whatsoever.

Teddy then looked up as Reesa, Chuck and Castiel all left the building. Leaving her and the two Deans alone. She looked Past Dean and she could tell what he was thinking. She also thought it was strange herself but she didn't want to say it out loud... seeing as Past Dean did that for her. A look of gratitude would've shown up on her face if she hadn't looked at Present Dean as coldly as she did. If he harmed his younger self she would flip out; possibly castrating him and putting him in handcuffs in a hot Croat-filled zone.

And she wouldn't hesitate in doing so.

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Zombehs //Dean// Jan 13, 2015 16:45:58 GMT -5

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Post by Dean Winchester on Jan 13, 2015 16:45:58 GMT -5

Present and Past Dean engaged in a brief staring contest that only lasted a few seconds before Present Dean dropped the straps of his duffel bag, dusted off his hands and nodded, taking a step closer to Past Dean, who inadvertently felt his spine stiffen. As though he knew what was coming next was not good. Present Dean locked eyes with himself. "Yeah alright. You're coming because I want you to see something." This wasn't really what Past Dean was expecting to hear as a reason. Nor were the next words out of Present Dean's mouth, which hit him like a building. "I want you to see our brother."

For a minute, a very long minute, Past Dean couldn't breathe. He kept opening and closing his mouth like a suffocating goldfish out of water. "Sam" he finally said, mystified. "But...But I thought you said he was dead." A muscle in Present Dean's jaw twitched. "Sam didn't die in Detroit" he finally corrected. And before Past Dean could rejoice in the fact that his brother was alive, Present Dean was continuing darkly.

"He said yes."

Last Edit: Jan 13, 2015 17:12:35 GMT -5 by Dean Winchester

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Zombehs //Dean// Jan 14, 2015 10:34:07 GMT -5

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Post by Teddy Wilson on Jan 14, 2015 10:34:07 GMT -5

Teddy looked in confusion as they both stared and talked to each other. She felt like she wasn't truly there and she never liked that feeling. People always ignored her at school and she thought it would be different now... but even in a dying world, nobody took notice of her as much as she would've classed as normal enough...

When she heard the name Sam her eyes shot to Past Dean, she felt sympathy for him but she knew she had to let him go now. She placed a hand on his shoulder and looked at him. "You should go see him, Dean-" She began before being cut off by Present Dean's answer and she blinked in confusion. "He said 'yes' to what exactly?" She questioned out loud, crossing her arms and shooting questioning looks at both Deans.

Saying she was beyond confused would be an understatement.

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Zombehs //Dean// Jan 14, 2015 10:57:28 GMT -5

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Post by Dean Winchester on Jan 14, 2015 10:57:28 GMT -5

"He...he said yes" Past Dean echoed faintly, feeling his legs go weak beneath him. It took everything he had not to collapse. Present Dean, although it wasn't usually his first choice to explain things to Teddy, felt he had no choice, seeing as how Past Dean had no color left in his face and was concentrating on simply breathing. So he faced her directly, his jaw set. "He said yes to the devil. Let him possess his body. Lucifer is wearing Sam to the prom. You get the gist." He turned back to Past Dean, a dead look in his eyes. "And you need to see it. You need to see him. And you need to see me empty this"- He pulled the colt free of its inner jacket pocket and held it up. "-into his head." Past Dean closed his eyes weakly. Present Dean kept going regardless. "You need to Dean. You need to see how damn bad it gets. So that you can do it differently."

Past Dean opened his eyes. Present Dean was staring hard at him. "I don't" he began hoarsely, but Present Dean got right in his face. "When you get home Dean, you say yes. Immediately." Past Dean was beginning to regain some feeling in his numb limbs. The ice in his veins was beginning to thaw. "If I let Michael in, he'll fight Lucifer" he pointed out stubbornly. "The battle will torch half the planet!" "Look around you man" Present Dean cried in despair. "Half the planet is better than no planet, which is what we have now!" He didn't give Past Dean much of a chance to retaliate before going on heatedly. "If I could do it again, I'd say yes in a heartbeat." "So then why don't you" Past Dean challenged.

Present Dean threw up his arms in frustration. "I've tried! I've shouted 'yes' until I was blue in the face! The angels aren't listening! They just...gave up and left!" He backed off a step wearily. "Dean, I'm begging you." Locking eyes with Past Dean, his tone shifted into a desperate plea.

" Say yes."

Last Edit: Jan 14, 2015 11:03:59 GMT -5 by Dean Winchester

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Zombehs //Dean// Jan 14, 2015 11:25:05 GMT -5

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Post by Teddy Wilson on Jan 14, 2015 11:25:05 GMT -5

Teddy's eyes widened. "T-The Devil? He left Lucifer inside him?" She spoke quickly and in disbelief. For somebody to do that... they must've had no choice in the matter, or they did... but they agreed because of some sort of term... something must've happened to make Sam allow Lucifer to posses him.

That's what she thought anyways. Teddy looked to Past Dean, she wanted to comfort him but seeing as his future self was practically shoving words into his throat, she couldn't interrupt without feeling like she would be chowed down. She kept quiet but her eyes read everything she was thinking and feeling about it all. She disagreed at points, felt confused, but she did finally think it through and she did want this future to be different... she didn't want to witness the countless lives she could've saved when the virus spread...

She felt like it was her fault. She looked to Past Dean and she placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, her eyes reading the same comfort and reassurance. "Whatever choice you make, Dean... I won't disagree with you." She said softly, a shaky smile on her lips. Teddy did feel like she could agree with Dean, whether he said 'yes' or 'no'. She did hate this future but she wasn't too sure what the future would be like for her if he did agree to this Michael dude to posses him.

She trusted him. That was all that mattered.

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Zombehs //Dean// Jan 14, 2015 11:42:09 GMT -5

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Post by Dean Winchester on Jan 14, 2015 11:42:09 GMT -5

Past Dean could see in both Present Dean and Teddy's eyes that they were done. Done with this world. He could sense that even though Teddy promised she would agree with whatever he decided, she would give anything to not have to have the world take the path it had taken. Past Dean opened his mouth with a heavy heart. "I..." Present Dean nodded bitterly, knowing the answer even without it being verbally finished. "You won't do it, will you? You know how I know? Because I didn't. It's just not us." He turned, walking away from Past Dean resentfully. "I was just like you" Present Dean went on with his back still turned, ignoring the irony of that statement. "Cocky. Smug. Never actually thought I'd lose. Kept thinking there had to be a different way." He finally turned to face them again and Past Dean could see unshed tears sparkling in his eyes, which unnerved him more than anything thus far. "But I was wrong Dean."

There was another brief staring match. This one was broken by Chuck's voice calling out from the porch, "we're ready to go". Present Dean ran a hand over his face, ridding any evidence of his near break-down, and called back gruffly, "start the trucks." He glanced dismissively to Teddy, then over to Past Dean with a blank expression. "We're leaving in five." With that, he stepped out of the cabin, giving Past Dean five minutes to say goodbye.

He wasn't sure where to start.

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Zombehs //Dean// Jan 14, 2015 12:02:56 GMT -5

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Post by Teddy Wilson on Jan 14, 2015 12:02:56 GMT -5

Teddy looked at Past Dean and she kept her shaky smile. She did truly want this world to be different. And whether Dean made the decision or not, she wouldn't mind either way. Her life was shitty before the virus, it was a little bit better now... for her it was. But for others it was a nightmare come true.

She watched Present Dean, she saw the tears but said nothing, even though her eyes had widened a tiny bit in surprise at the emotion shown in his broken eyes. Sure he was a dickhead at times, but he did have Human emotion. Teddy watched him as he left before her attention was thrown towards Past Dean. She didn't know what to say... so she did what she felt like doing...

She hugged him. Tightly. She was afraid of losing him... maybe she did have a small crush on him after all? Teddy wasn't sure. She hadn't felt love for anyone besides her family and even then... it was different. Crushes and boyfriends were something she never had throughout her life. And she felt like she would probably die alone anyways. She closed her eyes briefly, opening them when she slowly let go of him.

"Dean... try not to get yourself killed. And that doesn't include future you by the way." She muttered the last part, a small smile on her face. Her worry was shown clearly in her eyes before she lent in and kissed his cheek gently. "That was for good luck." Teddy said quietly before patting his shoulder. "Go get 'em tiger."

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Zombehs //Dean// Jan 14, 2015 12:23:25 GMT -5

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Post by Dean Winchester on Jan 14, 2015 12:23:25 GMT -5

Past Dean returned the hug. He'd only known her for a day, but going through something like what they'd been through certainly landed her in his list of friends, which wasn't very long. He'd always tended to live by the moniker that friends and connections weren't possible in this life. You just had to cut everyone out and not look back. He punched her shoulder lightly in a friendly gesture. "I'll see ya around kid" he promised sincerely. And with that, he was gone.
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The truck he was riding in was occupied by Cas, who was driving, and two guys with buzz-cuts that stared out opposite windows and said nothing the whole ride. Finally the silence was beginning to get to him, so Dean struck up a conversation. "Cas...don't get me wrong...I am very glad the stick is finally out of your ass, but uh...what happened?" Cas chuckled, keeping his eyes on the road. "Life." He paused and then gave an actual, more helpful, answer. "I think it had something to do with the other angels leaving. My powers just sort of dwindled off. I guess...I guess they figured I had chosen humanity over them when I decided to stay. So they figured I should be a human." He shrugged carelessly. Dean nodded, considering this. "And you're ok with that?" "I dont have much of a choice now do I" Cas pointed out reasonably. "There are good aspects...like the women and booze and drugs...and then there are bad ones..." "Like" Dean prompted. "I broke my foot last year...laid up for two months." Cas made a face. "No healing powers. I'm all but useless." Dean looked away, hiding a smile.

"Join the club."

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Zombehs //Dean// Jan 14, 2015 14:02:36 GMT -5

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Post by Teddy Wilson on Jan 14, 2015 14:02:36 GMT -5

Teddy smiled and giggled at his friendly punch to her shoulder. She nodded a little to take in his small goodbye. She felt like this was going to be the last time she would see him... and that made her stomach churn. She walked over to the window and watched them leave inside the trucks and she sighed sadly. Looking around the empty room. She felt lonely. Just as soon as she feels like she could make friends and have a nice group of survivors... it is ripped from her because of Satan. Sounds stupid right?

Teddy watched outside for a few minutes before she huffed and adjusted the sniper rifle that she had strapped on her back. She took out the box of ammo Past Dean had given her when they had just met and she smiled fondly as she opened the box and refilled her dual pistols. She aimed them and then lowered them. She didn't feel tired or weak so she decided to set foot down a road she hoped she wouldn't come back from.

She may have promised Past Dean she was going to be in Cas' place just in case he needed her... but she felt like he wasn't going to come back... so she decided to walk. Walk and never look back. That's what she did on the day she found her family mangled inside her family home... and she will do it now just like back then. She readjusted her sniper rifle strap and then walked out of the building and down the road, her eyes forward as she continued on.

'Don't look back.' She thought as she solemnly walked, alone, down the empty road. Away from the camp. Away from the life she wishes she had from the beginning.

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Zombehs //Dean// Jan 14, 2015 14:34:31 GMT -5

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The small group of ten parked their trucks a few blocks from the devil's lair and walked the rest of the way. Each of them carried at least one weapon and tread lightly. "This is the place" Present Dean announced with authority as they approached a tall three story house with peeling white paint on the walls and a small garden around back. As far as 'devil-y' went, it was a little unimpressive. Present Dean held up one hand as a signal they should stop walking. The nine other members of his posse, including Past Dean, got low to the ground, squatting and kneeling, peering up at the house. "You're sure the devil is here" Reesa wanted to know, apparently feeling the same "un-devilish" atmosphere Past Dean had been experiencing.

Present Dean pulled out a pair of binoculars and directed them at the house. "I'm sure" he confirmed. "We'll go in there. The front door. They'll never be expecting us to do that." There was a bit of murmuring from the others at this news but Present Dean nipped it in the bud by saying briskly, "weapons check; we're on the move in five."

Past Dean lifted a doubtful eyebrow. Walking in through the front door was exactly what croats would be expecting. What was he talking about? "Hey, uh...me. Can I talk to you for a second?" He gestured with his pistol, straightening and meeting Present Dean a few feet away. "What aren't you telling us?" "I don't know what you're-" Present Dean began calmly but Past Dean wasn't having any of it. "That's not going to work with me. See, I know your lying expressions. All of them. I've seen them in the mirror" he stressed. "Now, there's something you aren't telling these people and I want to know what it is." When Present Dean said nothing, he kicked it up a notch. "No...ok, well I don't seem to be the only member of your little posse with questions so maybe I'll just take my concerns over to them." He had only taken half a step when Present Dean's hand shot out to grab his upper arm by the sleeve. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait a minute!" Past Dean waited with a somewhat smug expression that melted from his face when he heard Present Dean's explanation. "Take a look around. We're in the dead center of a hot zone. This place should be crawling with croats. Demons too." Present Dean let go of Past Dean's sleeve with a significant look, waiting for him to piece it together. Which he did rather quickly. "They cleared a path for us."

It was a trap.

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Zombehs //Dean// Jan 14, 2015 15:01:00 GMT -5

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Post by Teddy Wilson on Jan 14, 2015 15:01:00 GMT -5

'Shit. Shit. Shit!' Teddy screamed inside her mind as she ran quickly. She had stumbled upon a bit of woodland and hadn't realized the Croat until it charged for her. She grabbed one of her dual pistols and turned to skillfully shoot it through the forehead. The bang of her gun will have attracted others so she ran as quickly as she could out of the woodland to meet herself with another long road...

But she did not know that this was in fact the same road that the trucks had gone down. So now she was on their tail, and she didn't even know it. She walked along the middle of the road, knowing steering to close to the sides could get her killed, and not many people drove anywhere. She wished she had gotten her motorbike but she knew it will be long gone by now... and that made her shudder and clench. She didn't like the thought of her favourite motorcycle being damaged, whether it was a small scratch or it was smashed to pieces - she couldn't deal with it.

Teddy looked around hesitantly. Sure she had five years to deal with the dying world... but she could never feel more scared than she did right now. Being alone in this world was a heavy burden she had to carry on her shoulders...

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Zombehs //Dean// Jan 14, 2015 15:23:22 GMT -5

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Post by Dean Winchester on Jan 14, 2015 15:23:22 GMT -5

With this dawning realization, Past Dean was even more confused as to why Present Dean had laid out the game plan of strolling through the front doors. If the devil knew they were there and was giving them a grand welcome, then the chances of the front doors being the first place they expected them to try went from 99% to 150%. There was no way those front doors would be left unattended. "Well then why are we going in through the front? That's exactly where they're expecting us to go" he pointed out, taking everything he'd just thought and putting it out in the open. Present Dean bestowed his past self with a look that had the word "duh" written all over it, before verbally expanding on that. "WE aren't going through the front doors" he corrected, gesturing between himself and Past Dean with two fingers. His eyes slid over Past Dean's shoulder, landing on the group of eight behind them. "They are."

Dean waited for his future/present self to finish explaining. To say he had some kind of plan as to how to keep them safe once entering the aforementioned front doors. But he'd fallen silent. There was no back-up plan. There was no way to save them. "You mean your plan is to feed your FRIENDS through a meat grinder as a diversion?? Chuck and Cas too?!" Past Dean could not believe what he was hearing. Nor what he was seeing. Present Dean's face was a blank slate. His eyes too. He wasn't worried or concerned or tortured over this decision. Past Dean shook his head, swallowing hard. "Oh man...something is broken in you." He'd noticed it before. The hollow, dead eyes. The lack of dry, quippy humor. The other brief minute behavioral changes from the way he was now. But this latest idea of his was the cherry on top. There was no doubt about it now. "I wouldn't sacrifice my friends for anything" he went on passionately. Present Dean was unfazed. "I know." He stepped closer. "That's one of the main reasons we're in this mess actually" he accused flatly.

Past Dean didn't take time to worry about what that meant. Instead, he drew himself up to his full height with a challenging stare. "Well change of plans. I'm not letting you do this." "Oh really?" Present Dean, rather than looking intimidated or apologetic, simply lifted one fist in the blink of an eye and slammed it into unsuspecting Past Dean's jaw.

Everything went black.

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Zombehs //Dean// Jan 14, 2015 15:36:10 GMT -5

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Teddy had unknowingly caught up to the people that had left her in that camp. And she was beyond pissed at them as she reached the truck. Sure she could've put up a fight but she was determined to keep Past Dean safe... and in doing so she felt like she should've fought back at Present Dean's asshole attempts at keeping her there. If only she had fought and kept to Dean's side!

Teddy walked past the trucks to be met with two distant figures. She couldn't make out who they were but one had definitely punched the other and that made her angry. She clenched her fists before grabbing her dual pistols out of their holsters and she went to run at them with a determined look on her face. But, a loose Croat came at her and she shot it without second thoughts, sending it to drop down to the ground dead...

She looked up and around, she had shot a bullet in a Croatoan hot zone... oh she was fucked. Even so, she wanted to make sure that guy was okay but she had to do it slowly, the other guy was still there. She approached a place of hiding and hid behind a piece of wood, it was big enough to cover her from anyone's view and she deemed it sufficient enough to peep over and wait for the right time to approach.

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Zombehs //Dean// Jan 14, 2015 15:51:15 GMT -5

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Post by Dean Winchester on Jan 14, 2015 15:51:15 GMT -5

Dean wasn't sure how long he'd been out. All he knew was that when he opened his eyes, his head was pounding and his vision was a little foggy. Scrambling to his feet, he whipped his head around in all angles, looking for Present Dean, who he was well beyond pissed at, or any of the others. But there was no one. And with a horrified lurch of the stomach, he could make out the distant sounds of gunfire. Coming from inside the house. They'd gone in. All of them. Dean groaned, closing his eyes briefly. He would have run off to try and save them but even he wasn't that stupid. He knew they were past saving. Well this was just a perfect ending to his day.

A sudden, much closer gun shot rang out, and his eyes snapped open, scanning the area intensely. He could have sworn he saw a flash of familiar blond hair ducking behind a large plank of wood off to one side of the yard. He approached cautiously. "Teddy?" He couldn't believe it. She'd followed them even though Present Dean had told her to stay behind. He would have felt sorry for himself, being ignored like that.

But seeing as how the guy had just knocked him out cold, he didn't.

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