Third Floor Common Room, Sunday Morning

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn was wearing the same jeans and sweater she'd been wearing yesterday, not wanting to head back to her room and too tall to borrow Molly's. She was also freezing, which had led to her mixing up a very large pot of oatmeal. The fixings were in the cupboard if anyone wanted them, but she wasn't setting them out.

Instead, she was sitting with her bowl of healthy goodness (once you ignored the raisins and brown sugar she'd added to her own) and a very, very large mug of hot cocoa with mini marshmallows. She read through a large pile of books and scrolls she'd brought with her and that Giles had sent since May (not all of which were in English), trying to find anything that explained what was going on.

She made occasional notes on a pad as she worked.

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[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"I Christo'ed him," Dean said. "Not to mention he admitted it when I called him on it."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

She didn't know what Christo'ed meant, but she wasn't going to ask. If Anders, er, Alec admitted to being a demon, then she believed Dean.

"He was hard to stay away from yesterday. Wonder what the heck he wants around here."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Nothing good. Demons never do," Dean said. He looked her over more closely. "You okay?"

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Bel is a demon of love and stuff. Asked me if I wanted to have sex with him." Annette had to laugh at that. It might not be funny. But she had to laugh.

"He might be good."

She looked at Dean. "I'm okay. Really. My day was, uh, just eventful yesterday." She glanced over at Alec who was really Anders. I think.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Bel asked me if I wanted to have sex with him," Dean said. "He's not really himself at the moment."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette might have smiled. "Yes, well, he did say that he would have sex with everyone. I almost slapped him, trying to knock the joy out of him."

Her lips twisted and she lowered her voice, asking him, "What did you tell him?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Thanks but I'm good," Dean said wryly.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

She chuckled. "Good answer. I hope he didn't pout at you."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Nope, which is good because that would've been just too weird."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, it would have been. Almost as weird as when he asked me if I was sure I didn't want any."

Which...really wasn't the same as Bel asking Dean. But she didn't need to keep going on about it. Really.

"Meet boy wonder yet?"