Title: Resurrected Our Thoughts
Author: Jmaria
Rating: FR-15
Disclaimer: I do not own the concepts of Hunters (Kripke), Slayers (Whedon), or Gleeks (Murphy) & sundry others.
Summary: Ten snippets of the Resurrected Verse. Multiple focuses.
Words: 200
A/N: Set before the final part of 'You Were Never a Son of Mine.'

Resurrected Our Thoughts


So Much

"I'm not working on a car with them," Sam frowned at Dawn.

"Yes, you are or else I'm going to climb up you and beat you over the head repeatedly," Dawn crossed her arms.

"Yeah, I'm not going in a garage with any of them either," Adam coughed, looking away when Dawn's glare landed on him.

"Idiots say what now?" Dawn demanded.

"Look, Twiggy, they don't want to -" Dean started towards her.

"Did anyone ask you, Winchester Matriarch? No, so shut your trap," Dawn snapped. She heard the youngest Winchester male shift behind her, and turned to level the glare on him next. "What about you Motard, you got any wise-assery to add?"

"What did she just call me?" Puck's head jerked up from where it had been studying his feet.

"You four Neanderthals are going to bond over something. Or so help me God I will hog-tie you all up in the damned garage and force you to escape to survive!" Dawn cried, her arm jerking out in the direction of the garage.

"She's a little bloodthirsty," Rachel murmured as the boys started off.

"She's not a morning person," Cassie shrugged. "Coffee'll work it's wonders in about three seconds."