Monday, February 28, 2011
Supernatural Death Note Chapter 122
Lady Laran and Tisha Wyman Warnings: Bad language, violence, and some sex. Spoilers: My favorite show is Supernatural. Anyone who knows me will say I am almost obsessed, unless they happen to be Laran, who knows I am. Laran loves Death Note. We both love to write. Never in our wildest dreams did we ever think we'd be writing an alternate universe/crossover between the two. What started as a several chapter story has turned into a novel. The story had a life of its own. This saga begins towards the end of season 4 andbefore L truly got involved with the Death Note. This is a story of healing, family,friendship, humor, and horror. We do not own either show or its characters, but I'd take Dean in a heartbeat. We make no money from them. Thank you for reading. Comments are highly appreciated.
Beginning of the Guided Tour
Sarah laughed, leading them through her wing first. She and Sam had come up with ideas, keeping things in warm tones that were inviting and followed a more comfortable setting that looked elegant without making the men in the family uncomfortable.
Dean liked the colors they’d chosen. “I was prepared for red and black, Sarah. This is nice. I like it.”
She giggled at that. "I wanted to but Sam sort of convinced me not to. My studio is in the attic and is a work in progress since I've got so much going on. Ok, shall we see Bobby's next?"
“That works. Bobby’s been quiet about it.” Bobby had selected several of the rooms downstairs and had them made into a large suite with a small kitchenette, big bedroom, and a living room. A library had been added on the side of the building and all of Bobby’s books were there.
The wing was not fussy at all and had a homey feel to it. Sam was quick to spot the wards and sigils hunters used to protect their homes. Only this time, they were painted on and blended into the artwork, thanks to Sarah's genius. Unless one knew what to look for, no one would spot it.
“This is fantastic, Bobby!” Dean had noted the wards and sigils and hoped they were everywhere throughout the buildings. When they walked back into the main room, he started looking, spotting them in unusual places. He was happy to see them.
Sam leaned in, whispering to his brother. "She blended it so well, it's almost hard for me to spot."
Bobby grinned. "Sarah did the work. I just nodded and grunted if I liked something. I think she did well."
Dean whispered back, “It’s everywhere...solariums, storage, library, L’s?”
"Everywhere," he said. "Every room has been warded, even storage sheds outside. She devoured Bobby's books, even some of her own, and then went to work. She told me she'd keep the family safe but wanted it to look nice."
“Sarah, this is fabulous! You did a great job on everything.” Dean stressed the last word.
She smiled brightly at him, happy he was pleased. The young woman had taken a lot of time to get the protections into the artwork where it would blend and still offer the protection the household needed without looking disgusting.
"Ready to see Watari's wing?"