Quest 203

[primrosella]

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He came back. He really did come back.

It's funny, I suppose. I've always looked forward to those days with all the visitors because it always meant the chance that Mother and Daddy and Alexander would come to visit, and then I'd get to see them all again for a little while before they had to go. It was just enough to keep me going, I think, and to give me hope for all the times when they aren't here, when I'm scared or lonely or sad and I wish that they were. This was the first time I've ever found myself hoping for Sam to come, in the same way.

I wasn't sure if he would, honestly. It took Daddy quite some time to find his way to me, and then Mother and Alexander even longer after that. But I suppose it's different for Sam, since he was here once already, so of course he would know the way. I wasn't sure if I could be so lucky, either, that I'd have that chance again.

He's fine. He saved his whole world for the second time now. And--and he didn't forget me. As selfish as it is, I think that's really what I was worried about most. Because...because if Sam didn't forget, then I know I won't forget, either. Because it's the same for me. He was missing me as much as I was missing him, even though we were in separate worlds. We still knew each other that well, even though he was at home in his own room instead of here in his room at the Warehouse.

I won't forget him. And if he could find his way back to me, even after all that...then I can find my way back to him, too. I can find his world, and his house, and his Autobots and his Princeton and all of it. It's there, somewhere, and it's just waiting for me to strike out and find it. Or perhaps it'll be Sam that does the adventuring, and finds his way to Daventry, after all.

When he left, and said goodbye...it hurt so much, because it was everything coming to an end all at once. I'd never had to learn to live here in the City without Sam, and then suddenly he was gone and I was here and I just didn't know...I just didn't know what to do. I had to learn that for myself.

I miss the time when I never knew what it felt like, being here without him.

But it always gets better. He promised me that himself, and he wouldn't lie to me. So of course it must--and perhaps that's what he was thinking of, that day all those years ago when I met his older self and he told me that. Perhaps he knew that I would need to hear those words for this day, this time, to give me the strength to go on. And I will. I have to, because it always gets better, and if I don't keep going forward, then I'll never have the chance to see it get better at all.

It was his birthday yesterday, too. He'd be twenty now, if he were still here. How strange to think that I was only seventeen when I met him, and now all these years have gone by. How strange, and how wonderful, that things turned out the way they did and we had that chance to go forward together.

Birthdays are a good time for growing older and wiser, aren't they, Sam?

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My, that weekend when the visitors come is always a terribly busy one, isn't it? But it's a fun one, too, I think, and everyone seemed to have a fine day of it. I know I certainly did! Rin managed to come back for a visit, and so did Billy and Ferris and even Kanda, and there were quite a few new faces to see, too--one of which was my own, of all things! Well, rather my own, anyway, since she did look just like me, only older. And, er, a vampire.

Sam came back, too. And it was just in time for his birthday! It's a pity he couldn't stay for the actual day, but we managed to celebrate it a day early and we had a wonderful time and...and it was just like he was really here again, instead of only visiting. We had cake and went around the whole Warehouse looking at everything and spent the whole weekend together, and it was the nicest present I could've asked for--which is silly, of course, since it was Sam's birthday and not mine! But I hope it was a fine present for him, too.

Wishes are funny things, aren't they? They often go along well with birthdays--blowing out the candles on the cake and making a wish as you do, and all that. But wishes...are things to be careful with, too, because oftentimes I think we wish for things without being careful, and then it leads to all sorts of trouble in the long run. And sometimes, the most sensible thing is to not make a wish at all, because oftentimes things will all work out on their own anyway, without the wishing to begin with.

And they always get better, no matter what. If there's one thing that I've learned in all of my time here, it's that. Curses always end at the stroke of midnight, and as bad as things get, they always get better.

And today's curse will, too, even if it's making it fairly impossible to eat anything for the duration. I wouldn't mind the French fries if I could only have a normal hamburger to go along with them, but every time I try, it seems that it all comes out fried, as well. Even when I haven't fried anything myself! Really, it's utterly ridiculous.

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[Voice]

[bloodcakedarmor.livejournal.com]

Think I'm shooting for a liquid diet today... but when this curse is over I intend to chow down.

[Voice]

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

I suppose that might work just as well, though I think I heard that even soup is turning out to be fried today, too! And goodness knows how they ever manage that.

[Voice]

[bloodcakedarmor.livejournal.com]

fried soup? Gotta say that's unnatural.

[Voice]

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

I should certainly say so!

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

I love this day [It's said with a full mouth]

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

[She's trying not to laugh and not entirely succeeding.]

Do you really? Well, I'm very glad to hear that, Dean. And did you have a nice weekend, as well?

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

huh uh [That's a yes in 'I have my mouth stuffed with food' speak. He takes a minute to swallow.]

Hell yeah. Mom was here. I got to spend the whole day with her. [Rosella probably doesn't understand how cool that is for Dean considering his Mom died when he was four] Saw some other people and b--talked to Life a long time. It was cool.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

Your mother came? That must've been just lovely. I'm glad to hear it!

[True, Rosella may not understand the full significance of her visit, but she does know how nice it is to have a relative come to visit. Perhaps for Dean, a visit from his mother is a lot like a visit from her father is to her.]

But, er. I beg your pardon, you talked to...Life?

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Yeah. It was awesome. It's kind of weird I guess? She's like twenty. I'm thirty-one.

Yup. It was--she was really cool. I talked to Death too but I had pizza with him in Chicago not that long ago so it wasn't a big deal.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

My, that would be terribly odd! She'd be just a year older than I am, then. But did she manage to recognize you, then, if you were older than she is?

Really! How very odd. I know Penny and Neil sometimes mention speaking with a Life and a Death on those sorts of days, but I've never had the opportunity to speak with them myself.

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Cas bamfed us back in time a couple of times to take care of some shit. One of the times I had to tell Mom who I was. The first time I told her I was Dean Van Halen.

Yeah? She was cool. Hot too.

[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

I'd find it more than a little disconcerting to meet someone who looked like me but was a vampire. I'm surprised you're so calm as you are.

Are you enduring this curse well enough, Rosella? We're reduced to nothing but tea, milk, and juice here.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

I think I'd find it much more unsettling if she hadn't been so...well, almost absurd, in a way. She did look like me, certainly--or at least, the way I expect I will when I'm older--but she didn't act anything like me at all. And she was much more...er, suggestive, really, than sinister.

Oh, I'm managing well enough, I suppose. Sam used to eat fried things like this sometimes, so I at least know of a few things that I wouldn't mind eating, if I should get hungry today.

[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

I see. Well, then, I suppose it could have been far worse, no matter how peculiar it might have been.

Well, that's quite fortunate. Merry, I think, burned her mouth on something this morning. We're waiting for midnight now, I think.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't have wanted to meet her in person, certainly. But I think she was more unsettling than anything else, really. Most of the visitors seemed to be like that, I think. The Goblin King certainly was.

Did she? Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. I suppose waiting would likely be for the best, yes.

[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

The Goblin King? You know, I think I might be rather envious of the people who paid you a call during the week-end.

I'm sure she'll be all right soon enough. We've a proper supper planned for the moment midnight is struck.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

Envious? Oh, but I'm sure yours were just as interesting as mine--the ones that weren't all screaming girls, that is. The Goblin King was an interesting sort of person, but...well, a bit dangerous, too, I think. But I think I impressed him a bit, so it all turned out all right in the end, and he gave me a present, too.

What a nice idea! I might just have to borrow it.

[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

If he really is the Goblin King, I would expect him to be a little dangerous. And I suppose my visitors were quite interesting--I saw a number of people whom I'd not seen in some time, which is always pleasant.

The supper or the idea?

[had_not_lived]

The food's not so bad, I think, but I don't want to do our grocery shopping 'til this one's over.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

Cain and I are hoping that all of our food will turn back to the way it's supposed to be at midnight. But until then, I've been mostly snacking on things that aren't so bad when they're fried, like chicken and French fries and things like that.

[had_not_lived]

I hope it will, too... But even if things I bought today turned out all right tomorrow, can you imagine how unpleasant it would be picking them out and carrying them around?

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

Oh! Goodness, I hadn't even thought of that. But you're right, that must be just awful, with oil getting everywhere and--ugh!

[had_not_lived]

Some of our guests over the weekend ate, well, most of what was laying around, but that's all right. We can get by on chicken and french fries and things for today.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

And how were your guests this weekend, Neil? Did you see anyone that you were looking forward to?

[had_not_lived]

Oh, there are always a few strange ones but I had a great time! I saw some people who used to be here, some people who come every time that happens... Our roommate Billy had a couple of friends show up, too, which was nice.

I'm glad to hear that Sam came by to see you, Rosella.