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Oliver sat heavily on the steps of Watchtower, his shoulders slumped as he waited for Lois and the kids to show up. Sam and Dean had returned a few minutes before, and while Dean was leaning against the wall, Sam was staring at the computer equipment with something akin to fascination on his face.

He drew in a breath and glanced up as he heard Lois and the kids making their way into the room, and he rose to his feet slowly, despite his body's protests.

"Lois."



(Tag order Lois, Michael, Mia, Ollie, Dean and Sam?)

Date: 2010-10-20 03:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dp-lois.livejournal.com
"I thought you were going to be in the apartment," Lois said, pushing the door open and watching as the kids and the dog ran inside.

She raised her eyebrows when she saw the two strangers standing there, they were definitely easy on the eyes, but they were not her cousin.

Date: 2010-10-20 04:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mirrorsmirk.livejournal.com
Michael skid to a halt once he was inside at the sight of the two new people. But his eyes grew round with recognition at the taller one. Without any hesitation he ran over and grabbed his legs. "Uncle Sam!"

Date: 2010-10-20 07:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] need2speed.livejournal.com
Mia hung back, not sure about the strange men, even if Michael was hugging one of them. She didn't think Oliver looked very well either, he was moving like an old, old man. "Ollie? Are you sick?"

Date: 2010-10-20 07:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
He looked down at her, his chest tightening at the worry in her voice. He rubbed a hand over his face and slowly sat back down on the steps. "I'm okay, Kiddo," he whispered.

Date: 2010-10-20 07:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] helluvahunter.livejournal.com
Dean had to raise an eyebrow the way the kid clung to Sam. It took him a moment to remember that his little brother had been in Michael's life while he...had been dead. But now wasn't the time to focus on that. He stepped forward. "We gotta get this show on the road."

Date: 2010-10-20 07:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lost-lastcookie.livejournal.com
Sam's eyes widened when the little boy wrapped his arms around his legs. He hesitantly reached down and patted his head. "Hey there, Mike." He raised his eyebrows at his brother. "He's right. We need to get this done with so we can focus on that other...thing." He picked up the book they'd borrowed from Bobby.

Date: 2010-10-20 07:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dp-lois.livejournal.com
Lois shook her head and frowned, looking at the two men then back at Ollie, "what other thing? Who are you?" She asked Sam and Dean then turned back to Ollie, "where is Chloe? Why do you look like hell?"

Date: 2010-10-20 08:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mirrorsmirk.livejournal.com
Michael looked back at Lois with a frown. She was supposed to know Uncle Sam. They did lots of things together. Still holding onto Sam's leg, he spoke up. "It's Uncle Sam, Aunt Lois, 'member?"
Edited Date: 2010-10-20 08:34 pm (UTC)

Date: 2010-10-21 12:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] need2speed.livejournal.com
"You don't look okay," Mia argued, a concerned pout on her lips as she looked from him to the strangers and back again. The pout only deepend when she couldn't see a familiar face. "Is Mrs. Chloe working? How come she's not here?"

Date: 2010-10-21 01:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
"Come sit with me," Oliver said softly, a pained expression on his face at the mention of Chloe's name.

Date: 2010-10-21 01:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] helluvahunter.livejournal.com
Dean cleared his throat, going over to his duffle bag and pulling out some of the supplies they were going to need. Fingering a piece of chalk, he walked toward the center of the room and began drawing sigils. Without looking up, he answered Lois'. "We're specialists. Here to help. Sammy, get the rest of that mix together."

Date: 2010-10-21 01:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lost-lastcookie.livejournal.com
"We know they're not exactly...themselves at the moment," Sam explained, glancing at Lois, too. He leaned down and picked Michael up off the floor, grinning a little involuntarily. The kid was definitely cute. A very young version of his brother. "Wanna help me with something, buddy?"

Date: 2010-10-21 01:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dp-lois.livejournal.com
Lois wasn't paying attention to the answers to her questions when she really took in the look on Oliver's face, and then his lack of answer to Mia's question about Chloe's whereabouts really made her stomach turn. Something was definitely wrong and she was gonna have to get it out of Oliver as soon as the brats were normal-sized again.

Date: 2010-10-21 01:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mirrorsmirk.livejournal.com
Michael smiled when Sam picked him up and nodded eagerly. He always loved helping his uncle. "What can I do?"

Date: 2010-10-21 01:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] need2speed.livejournal.com
Mia wandered over to where Oliver was sitting, Fletch at her heels. She climbed up onto the steps beside him and sat with her hands folded into her lap. "Will we get to play with the chalk too? I can draw a rainbow."

Date: 2010-10-21 01:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
"Maybe in a little bit," he told her quietly, leaning down and pressing a kiss to the top of her head.

Date: 2010-10-21 01:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] helluvahunter.livejournal.com
Dean straightened slowly, finished with the sigils they would need. He blew out a breath and looked at the kids. They were cute, and if it hadn't been natural, he'd probably have taken more time to get to know them at this age. He approached Mia slowly and crouched down next to her, not wanting to frighten her.

"Mia, right? I'm Dean." He held up the piece of chalk he'd been using. "You can take this and draw in the middle of all those pictures over there."

They needed the kids in the middle for this to work right, and if giving her chalk would do it, then he'd go that way.

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