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[savesomeidjits.livejournal.com]

[Answers phone] Slater, FBI, who's this?

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[samanthawinchester]

And the weres and Jinn acting strangely, not to mention the vampire activity, and everything else going crazy.

[savesomeidjits.livejournal.com]

Guess nobody's quite sure what to do with the damn apocalypse being derailed.

[samanthawinchester]

Or something about the cage opening has thrown the world out of balance.

[savesomeidjits.livejournal.com]

Maybe. You doing okay out there?

[samanthawinchester]

I'm fine. [Lying has become impossibly easy.] I met up with Dad.

[She says it casually; oh, by the by, my father's back from the grave and we had lunch, nbd.]

[savesomeidjits.livejournal.com]

[There's silence for a long moment, not even breathing]

With who?

[samanthawinchester]

...

Yeah. Uh. [She's got that valiant stranglehold on the emotion in her voice, but Bobby knows her better than almost anybody, and has seen more clearly than anyone what she's been through.] He's back from... from Heaven.

[savesomeidjits.livejournal.com]

Ah.

[that was all he had to say on the matter, really]

[samanthawinchester]

Yeah. [She doesn't have anything else to say: Bobby doesn't need to know about Gabriel, or their attempted angel-roasting party, or any of it. He has enough on his plate as is.

Speaking of which, there's this thing she's been doing where she tries to stop taking him for granted constantly.] How're you, Bobby?

[savesomeidjits.livejournal.com]

Doing fine. [Though he sounds tired, just a little] Been busy, you know how it goes.

[samanthawinchester]

Whatever happened to Rufus?

[savesomeidjits.livejournal.com]

Turns out they had the wrong guy, if you can believe it. Identity theft is a bitch.

[samanthawinchester]

Imagine that.

Well Bobby, I gotta go. I probably interrupted your soaps anyway.

[savesomeidjits.livejournal.com]

Just surprised I haven't got another call incoming yet. Anyway, take care of yourself, kiddo.

[samanthawinchester]

You too. [Click.]