canon au } { post-1112: don't you forget about me

[hasperkynipples]

Alex: Don't worry, I borrowed one from Stiles.

Stiles: No... no you didn't. [deer in headlights]

Dean: [glances between them. this is better than Dr. Sexy]

Alex: [smug] Totally did. Thanks for those safe sex tips, bro.

Jody: [just ... mentally facepalming]

Sheriff: [looking at his son over his wine glass]

Stiles: She's totally lying. I don't remember doing that at all.

Dean: Dude, you are just digging yourself a deeper hole.

Stiles: Half the time I'm trying to hide the fact I'm having sex!

Sam: [looks at Dean because what have they gotten themselves into]

Dean: [he glances over and shrugs, dropping his voice] Remember that time we had to have dinner with Joyce and she thought I was trying to date Buffy after all that Angel crap? That was way worse than this.

Alex: We're supposed to be family, right? He's just making sure that I'm being safe.

Jody: [just rubs her eyes] I'm so not drunk enough for this.

Stiles: That makes two of us.

Sheriff: [clears his throat] Stiles...?

Stiles: I'll admit to the drinking, okay?

Jody: [and to change the subject, to Sam:] How long are you guys going to be in town?

Sam: I'm picking Olivia up in LA Sunday, so we're here till then. Seeing how Ben's settling in and all.

Alex: [she nods] Cool. Does Liv know you're coming? [because she's going to guess that Sam doesn't really know why she's in LA]

Sam: Yeah. She went out to Boston with a friend she met. She's coming back on his way back to Berkley. [no, he's not an idiot. She is texting ALL THE TIME]

Claire: [she nods] Cool.

Alex: [is about to say something about how awesome it is that Sam lets his daughter do her own thing but that's going to get silenced by a swift kick to the shins from Claire]

Sheriff: She thought about going up to school herself?

Dean: [shrugs] She's never actually been in one, so I don't know? She would have to do a lot of work to catch up and I don't think she has the patience for it.

Sheriff: I'm sure she has the intelligence for it. You'd be surprised.

Dean: Oh, intelligence isn't the problem. It's the shit - [he cuts off when Jody flashes him a look for that one] - sorry, the boat load of tests she'd have to pass to even get in the door. You're talking about a girl who's never even been to kindergarten.

Sam: Yeah, but she and Michael have been working really hard to catch up in things like that. [that he thinks]

Jody: She's sat in on some of Cora’s classes. And she seemed like she was having a lot of fun with Professor Mason when he was rambling about history stuff. [But that's because all of it was new to her]

Sam: All she has to do is pass a GED.

Jody: So we'll see. Things could change.

Stiles: So can I leave the table now?

Sheriff: No. We haven't had dessert yet.

Stiles: [puppy eyes]

Sam: If we're stuck at the table, so are you.

Dean: [he shrugs] Hey, I say if he wants to abandon his pie, it's his poor, poor life choice.

Stiles: Hey, my house, my pie.

Jody: You're not taking the pie with you. You leave, your forfeit dessert.

Stiles: So not fair. [leans back and crosses his arms]

Jody: [she shrugs] It is what it is. [and she will get up to go get said pie]

Sam: So are you ready to finally head off to Berkeley, Stiles?

Stiles: Well, yeah. There's some stuff going on around town that we're trying to work on first so...

Sheriff: No, no so. We had a deal.

Stiles: But Dad -

Sheriff: Stiles...

Jody: He has time before school starts. I'm sure we can figure out how to stop Zombie Beast.

Sam: Zombie beast?

Claire: [sighs] Some creepos called the Dread Doctors used a kid in town to resurrect this werewolf called the Beast of Gévaudan.

Sheriff: And we don't know which teenager is it yet.

Dean: [is just going to stare at them all and sum up with] And here I thought we got into freaky shit.

Jody: Dean.

Alex: No, I think that's accurate.

Sam: Do you want us to stay awhile longer and help with this too?

Jody: That is Scott's call. Not mine. Though Parrish mentioned something about a crazy Argent patriarch, so I really doubt Scott will say no.

Sam: .... Gerard Argent is still alive?

Jody: [she shrugs] You'll have to ask Parrish if you want more than that.

Sam: [looks at his brother] You thought our grandfather was crazy... he was friends with Gerard.

Dean: [is just enjoying his pie and he looks back at Sam] ... We're staying, aren't we?

Sam: Like she said, up to Scott. But you want to talk to Parrish tomorrow and get some intel, we can see what the danger is.

Dean: [sighs] Yeah, sure. I'll drop by while we're looking into Claire's thing.

Stiles: [just going to sit here and eat his pie]

Jody: [and they eventually will finish their pie and she will glance up at Stiles with a smirk] Alright. You're free.

Stiles: Thank god. [and he will get up and flee as fast as he can before they try and pull him back]

Jody: [smirks as she watches him go, figuring he's probably heading to the loft to see his girlfriend]

Stiles: [yup, because that is Roscoe trying to turn over a few times before it takes]

Jody: [sighs] Before you head out of town, would you mind takin' a look at that Jeep? I could use an actual knowledgeable touch.

Dean: Yeah, sure. He comin' back tonight?

Jody: Or in the morning. Hard to say.

Sheriff: If he doesn't come back, he'll be at Derek’s loft in the building's parking lot.

Dean: There's probably more space there. I'll see where we're at tomorrow.

Sheriff: Thanks. Derek's been helping pay for parts since he knows Stiles drives his sister around. Whatever you need, just ask him.

Dean: Will do.

Sam: Well, I think I'm done.

Dean: Me too. We should go check in and get settled. Just in case we're here a while.

Sheriff: Sure thing. You two boys take care, alright?

Dean: [he nods] You too. [and with that, the Winchesters will head out]