[Written for lollobrigida as Raph doesn’t have a journal yet. (But he should.)]

“Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it.”

This wasn’t the way things were supposed to work.

For as long as she could remember, Brandi was the fuck up and Mary was the big sister. That was just the way things were. Dad was gone, and Mom was a mess, but Mary was there, and Mary would take care of them. That was what she did. It was what she was for.

Closing her eyes as she leaned back in the chair in the hospital room, she watched as the machine that kept her sister breathing pushed her chest up and down with a loud whoosh! that was starting to get under her skin more than she would have liked. She had one knee pulled up to her chest, and the other leg dangling off onto the floor, her ankle leaning to the side slightly. The chairs were a bit taller than she was used to, so her feet didn’t quite touch the floor when she was sitting back in the chair, and it was more comfortable than sitting up straight completely, especially when they were sitting there for long period of time.

They had been taking shifts since it happened. Her, Raph, Jinx, Marshall, Stan, they just cycled through, waiting for the moment when she would open her eyes, crack a joke about how they all shouldn’t be showing they cared so much—it didn’t suit them. Brandi desperately needed that to happen, kept hoping that would happen each time they set foot in the hospital room because while yes, her sister could be a cankerous bitch when it came to her family and the things she had to do for them, but they would rather have her be a cankerous bitch than be dead, or worse like this, when her family didn’t know if she would live or die.

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[sorella_italia used by request from her mun. This is also may have slight meta touches and not set in a verse where Eva knows the Winchesters. Not binding on any other muses.]

They were clearly not supposed to meet, ever.

Like, not even in a parallel universe. Their meeting was destined to be a herald of the Apocalypse or something equally bad, and clearly needed hot men in leather to come and stop them. They were dangerous, dangerous people, and they needed to be stopped, once and for all. Acceptable dissuasions were large amounts of cash, or maybe just saying please, or simply putting Eva on a plane and sending her back where she came from. Rock salt and fancy knives really weren’t all that necessary, but if the boys were pretty, who was she really to complain?

She was finding that she wouldn’t really be all that opposed to men in leather coming to stop them. Seriously, have you seen the asses on Jensen Ackles and Jared Padalecki lately? She was subconsciously making a note to herself to introduce Eva to the gorgeousness that was the Winchester brothers on her next visit to Phoenix.

God, she needed to get laid.

Anyway.

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