22 November 2007

Remote Wipe

Written by Nessa and AiMsTeR

Faith and Lindsey

Faith glanced over at her phone as it started ringing. She closed the lid of her laptop a little bit and reached over for it. She flipped it open.

"Hello?"

"There are three flowers in a vase," Lindsey said, his voice even. "The third flower is yellow."

The line went dead and Faith's eyes closed for a second. She dropped the phone.

"Did I fall asleep?"


Sam & Dean

Sam glanced up from his own laptop.

"What?" Dean looked confused.


Faith

Faith looked at Sam, a small smile of recognition appearing on her face.

"I know you, don't I?"


Sam & Dean

Sam just stared at her.

"Not funny," Dean said sternly.


Faith

Faith drew her knees up against her chest, rocking back and forth slightly.

"What's not funny? Where am I?"


Sam & Dean

"Faith?" Sam frowned, still not moving.

Dean stood from hisbed and walked over, picking up Faith's cell phone.


Faith

"No, I'm November," Faith replied automatically.

She recoiled from Dean slightly.

"But I think... I think you're allowed to call me Faith."


Dean & Sam

Dean held up the phone as Sam finally stood to attention.

Quickly, Dean searched through her phone for the last number answered.

"Type it in, quick," Dean instructed as Sam quickly sat down again at order.

He opened a web page and typed in the numbers Dean gave him, frowning as the next page came up.

"LA," Sam looked up at Dean.

"Lindsay," Dean scowled, closing the phone.


Faith

Faith watched the two of them, backing up against the bedhead slightly.

"Lindsey?"


Dean & Sam

"Pack your crap," Dean ordered as he started packing his.

Sam ignored him a moment as he punched the phone number into his cell phone and hit the call button.

"What are you doing?" Dean asked, suddenly seeing the phone at his brother's ear.


Faith and Lindsey

Faith just sat there, watching blankly.

~*~*~*~

Lindsey glanced at his phone, and letting out a snort, he slammed his foot down on top of it.

"Sure, like it would've been that easy," he mused, starting to pack his stuff up.


Sam

Sam gulped as the line went dead, then began packing up his laptop.

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