[GP] Réveillon & New Year's Eve & Check-In

[st_rangepalette]

Emma had said, during Winter's Crest, that she missed a tradition from home called réveillon. She seemed also to miss her cousin, as Lillith missed hers. Since she wished both to learn to cook and to be of comfort to her friend, it had been decided they would make a réveillon dinner for New Year's Eve.

Yet when Emma began to lay out the courses -- oyster soup and potato & leek soup, salad, a gumbo, venison roast, cheeses, and creme brulee, plus several hors d'ouevres not yet decided -- Lillith quailed at the size of the undertaking. Surely she would wish someone to assist who could contribute more than roasted rabbit, wheat or potato flour dumplings, and koláč.

Since Sunny likewise missed her family and would certainly wish a distraction, when she entered the cafe where they were planning, the other two seized upon her almost at once. Sunny could hardly resist their dual entreaty, even had she wished to, and Lillith thought she seemed even more ready for company than previously. Of course Sunny had offerings of her own: jolloff rice, peppered chicken, and fried plantain.

Between they three, the planning and the cooking were very nearly merry, and Lillith kept them liberally supplied with champagne (her personal favorite), too. By late afternoon of the eve of the new year, they had begun lining tables with dishes, and enlisted the help of other friends to make the evening event widely known.

Of course, in addition to the réveillon feast that took over the steakhouse, alcohol flowed freely, lights sparkled brightly, the nightclub had music for dancing. And at some point the Inn or Caroline or Regina hung mistletoe from several of the primary entrances and exits so that unless one wished to or was unaware of the tradition, no one (not even any new arrivals) need greet the new year unkissed.

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Re: OTA

[st_andingtall]

Huh. Dean didn't even sound upset about Henry. First Dean practically partitioned the hotel like the British in Palestine.

"Was here. He left after you did the first time." Sam missed him, but especially the magic Henry had been teaching him. He frowned, brows furrowing. "What happened that you got over being so pissed at him?"

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[st_illfighting]

"You know dad always thought that his dad had abandoned him?" Dean didn't wait for Sam to acknowledge that, they both knew the issues their dad had with his dad.

"Well, turns out he time traveled to our time." Dean paused thinking of the sacrifice he gave. "He was fighting a Knight of Hell - yeah they have those. Anyway, he died trying to save the world from them. That's why he never went back."

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[st_andingtall]

"Yeah," Sam said. "I know. He told me all about that and the Men of Letters, and how we should've been legacies. He taught me some magic, like how to enchant notebooks to work like cellphones for text messages."

The words came spilling out, because he hadn't ever really been able to talk to Dean about Henry before, because he'd been so hostile.

"You wouldn't give him the time of day when you were here before." So yeah, Dean was older than he'd been and all, but what else had changed?

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[st_illfighting]

"I barely gave him that when he was home." Dean admitted. "I had to get to know him and having a knight of hell trying to kill you speeds up the getting to know you process."

In the Inn, before Abaddon and definitely before spending months in Purgatory, Dean probably still wouldn't be talking to Henry.

Re: OTA

[st_andingtall]

Sam accepted that, but there was something in the story that felt fishy. Dean was being way too mellow. Besides, since when did Dean 'get to know' anyone?

"Yeah, I can see that." With enough bleeding, almost dying, and alcohol. "I told him you'd come around. In a couple of years."

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[st_illfighting]

"That's probably how long it would have taken." Dean admitted. "He died in our timeline trying to take down Abaddon, that's really what changed my mind."

He'd known then that Henry hadn't truly abandoned their dad. It also made him wonder how his father had been so different. Life hadn't changed him, the war hadn't changed him in a deep fundamental way. It was losing Mary to the Yellow Eyed demon that had broken John Winchester.

Re: OTA

[st_andingtall]

Sam nodded, saddened to hear it, but he'd expected it. "He showed up here with a gash across his stomach from Abaddon. It definitely helped me trust him."

His gaze slid off Dean to Bo, and then back. "We're obviously going to have to talk about a lot more than this. And it's New Year's Eve."

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[st_illfighting]

Dean followed Sam's gaze over toward a tall, sexy brunette and a smirk slid onto his features. It was good to see, since even having a central location of the Men of Letters bunker in Kansas, neither had time for more than quick and casual sex. Not that there was anything wrong with that in Dean's eyes, it just wasn't Sam.

"Say no more, Sam. Go have fun." His eyes crinkled, "I'd say don't do anything I wouldn't do, but we both know that's a very short list."

Re: OTA

[st_andingtall]

Sam almost told him right then it wasn't serious or exclusive, but he glanced at Bo, sleek and hot, and he suddenly didn't care whether it was serious or exclusive or not. He didn't want Dean anywhere near her.

And not just because if he knew what else she was, he'd probably think he should kill her.

He just gave Dean bitchface #267, Is everything about sex with you?, and left to let his newly returned brother think whatever he wanted about Sam and Bo, as long as it wasn't, she's hot and I'ma hit that.