Phoenix Rising

This ain't Frontierland anymore

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joanabethharvelle:

elias-finch:

Elias shoots her a blank look, not knowing what a cell phone was yet, but hanging on tight to her hand when she squeezes it and refusing to let go.  It wasn’t himself he was worried about, but the idea of leaving the roadhouse and getting separated from Jo.  This place had become his home, and Jo was the only thing that mattered to him in this life anymore, the only person he really knew or loved and the idea of that being ripped away from him like his last wife is terrifying.

“Can’t we leave in the morning?  Spend one more night here?”

“You know, for a phoenix, you give pretty good puppy dog eyes.”  She tried to look stern like her mom always did when she was trying to get her way but how could she say no to Elias?  She sighed and took his hand to lead him back into the bedroom.  “One more night.  And then you promise me that you’ll be in that car with coffee bright and early in the morning.  Ok?”

Feeling pretty victorious, he scooped her up into his arms and carried her right back into the bedroom, feeling accomplished at stalling leaving the home for at least a few more hours.  “Will I need to make the coffee myself?  Because last time I tried the machine attacked me with scalding water…”

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joanabethharvelle:

elias-finch:

joanabethharvelle:

elias-finch:

The name Dean sounds familiar, but Elias brushes it off, as it’s an old name and he’s probably crossed a Dean or two at some point in his long life. 

“But if we both go, who will watch over the Roadhouse?  Won’t the hunters riot or something if they come by and see that you’re closed?”

“The roadhouse will be fine for a few days.  After all, it was burned down for three years and I don’t even think anyone cared or missed it.”  She stopped talking about that because it reminded her of Ash and she still missed him some days.  She slings her packed duffel over her shoulder and smiles at him, waiting for him to follow her out to the van with his own stuff.

Follows after her, looking a bit like a lost puppy following it’s owner.  He wants to ask what happened when it was burned down, but the look in her eyes makes him stop and grab his hat on the way out instead. 

“Do you even know where to find your friends?”

“Honestly?  Nope.  Hunters don’t usually stay in one place for long.  I’ve only stayed here so long because my mom refused to let me hunt until I finally said screw that and went off on my own anyways.”  She looked hesitantly at Elias and took his hand, squeezing it gently to reassure him that she wouldn’t let anyone hunt him.  “But they invented cell phones for a reason ya know.”

Elias shoots her a blank look, not knowing what a cell phone was yet, but hanging on tight to her hand when she squeezes it and refusing to let go.  It wasn’t himself he was worried about, but the idea of leaving the roadhouse and getting separated from Jo.  This place had become his home, and Jo was the only thing that mattered to him in this life anymore, the only person he really knew or loved and the idea of that being ripped away from him like his last wife is terrifying.

"Can’t we leave in the morning?  Spend one more night here?"

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joanabethharvelle:

elias-finch:

The name Dean sounds familiar, but Elias brushes it off, as it’s an old name and he’s probably crossed a Dean or two at some point in his long life. 

“But if we both go, who will watch over the Roadhouse?  Won’t the hunters riot or something if they come by and see that you’re closed?”

“The roadhouse will be fine for a few days.  After all, it was burned down for three years and I don’t even think anyone cared or missed it.”  She stopped talking about that because it reminded her of Ash and she still missed him some days.  She slings her packed duffel over her shoulder and smiles at him, waiting for him to follow her out to the van with his own stuff.

Follows after her, looking a bit like a lost puppy following it’s owner.  He wants to ask what happened when it was burned down, but the look in her eyes makes him stop and grab his hat on the way out instead. 

"Do you even know where to find your friends?"

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joanabethharvelle:

elias-finch:

Now that Elias knows that he’s going to personally meet more hunters, he’s not sure which is the worse trade.  Trying to shake a hunter’s hand or bartending a bar full of them.  He’s starting to think the bar is the safer bet since most of the regulars have seen him around enough to not ask questions but if Jo wants him to come along, he won’t say no.

“Am I going to be allowed to have some sort of protection if one of them decides they don’t like me?”

“Of course, you already have protection.  It’s called Joanna Beth Harvelle and Dean might think he’s all tough and threatening but I’ve aimed a gun at him before when we first met and I’ll do it again.”  She smiles innocently as she gets up and gets a duffel bag to start packing up.  “Lucky my mom’s van is still here so we won’t have to take a bus or anything.”

The name Dean sounds familiar, but Elias brushes it off, as it’s an old name and he’s probably crossed a Dean or two at some point in his long life. 

"But if we both go, who will watch over the Roadhouse?  Won’t the hunters riot or something if they come by and see that you’re closed?"

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joanabethharvelle:

elias-finch:

Elias looks down at her, startled at the idea of her leaving so soon but not wanting to seem clingy. 

“Where are you going?  Isn’t there anyone else who you’d rather leave in charge?”

Mostly because what if a hunter figured him out?  There’s a chance Jo could come back to a burnt down roadhouse and a dead boyfriend, well, a boyfriend waiting to revive.  Hopefully in this century again.

“There’s some guys that’re like brothers to me that seem to have come back…and I just want to go and find them and make sure it’s really THEM and not some monster with their bodies.  But if it IS them…well, they’re hunters.  I didn’t think you’d want to risk it.”  Although now that she says that out loud she realizes that she’s going to be leaving Elias alone in a bar full of hunters and maybe that isn’t a better option. 

“On second thought…maybe you’d better come with me anyways.  They’re nice guys and all of you are going to be in my life from now on anyways.”

Now that Elias knows that he’s going to personally meet more hunters, he’s not sure which is the worse trade.  Trying to shake a hunter’s hand or bartending a bar full of them.  He’s starting to think the bar is the safer bet since most of the regulars have seen him around enough to not ask questions but if Jo wants him to come along, he won’t say no.

"Am I going to be allowed to have some sort of protection if one of them decides they don’t like me?"

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joanabethharvelle:

elias-finch:

Elias makes the most kicked puppy look in the history of forever.  Centuries later and women still assumed everything meant they looked fat and centuries later and Elias STILL didn’t know how to handle it.

“I…I…your hair looks really nice today.”

“Relaaaax I was joking.”  Jo laughs and snuggles closer to him and finds his reaction adorable.  She can’t believe the movie is already over and hoped she didn’t distract Elias too much from it but now that it’s over she’s feeling a little guilty that she hasn’t gone and tried to find Dean or Sam since they’ve come back.

“Would you be ok if I left for a little bit?  I mean, like can you watch the bar while I’m gone?”  She hoped he wouldn’t freak out too much if hunters came in and started talking about killing things but things have been slowly lately anyways.

Elias looks down at her, startled at the idea of her leaving so soon but not wanting to seem clingy. 

"Where are you going?  Isn’t there anyone else who you’d rather leave in charge?"

Mostly because what if a hunter figured him out?  There’s a chance Jo could come back to a burnt down roadhouse and a dead boyfriend, well, a boyfriend waiting to revive.  Hopefully in this century again.

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joanabethharvelle:

elias-finch:

“…Not as terrible as I used to think?”

He chuckled as he looked away and tried to find some way to fit a feeling into words, not really knowing how to explain what he was talking about. 

“I used to…pity humans.  Mortal and living in filth…but once you’re among them you start appreciating the small things.  Like when you see a mountain from far away and it’s just a big blog of color.  But once you get up close you can see the different shades of the leaves colors, the different flowers, the small animals and hear the birds singing…”

“Are you calling me a mountain?  Most girls would assume that means fat and punch you ya know.”  Jo joked and nudged him to try and get him to look back at her.

Elias makes the most kicked puppy look in the history of forever.  Centuries later and women still assumed everything meant they looked fat and centuries later and Elias STILL didn’t know how to handle it.

"I…I…your hair looks really nice today."

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joanabethharvelle:

elias-finch:

His hand trails over to her shoulder to tighten his grip, drawing her closer, and finally fully relaxing against the couch. 

“I used to not think I wanted a normal life either…When I was young I couldn’t imagine how humans lived but now…  Well things change.  Don’t try to make up your mind about the future too soon.”

Jo’s heart flutters as she melts into his embrace, feeling warmer than usual and not just because of the close contact. 

“And how do you think humans live now?” she whispered to him.

"…Not as terrible as I used to think?"

He chuckled as he looked away and tried to find some way to fit a feeling into words, not really knowing how to explain what he was talking about. 

"I used to…pity humans.  Mortal and living in filth…but once you’re among them you start appreciating the small things.  Like when you see a mountain from far away and it’s just a big blog of color.  But once you get up close you can see the different shades of the leaves colors, the different flowers, the small animals and hear the birds singing…"

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joanabethharvelle:

elias-finch:


Leaning back against the couch a bit, he lifted an arm to play with one of her long strands of blonde hair, sighing.

“It’s not so much you hunting that I’m worried about as…something hunting you back.  Or more hunters coming around and realizing you’re with a monster or…I just…I thought that now that Ellen vanished you’d be staying here and taking over the Roadhouse?”

You’d be safe…he adds mentally, frowning, unable to stop the sickening worry in his gut.

Jo looks away because she refuses to believe Ellen is gone for good and as far as she’s concerned, she’s only taking over the roadhouse until she comes back.  And then Jo can go back to her own life.  Maybe even get away from this place with Elias. 

“…I don’t want to make the roadhouse my life.  I don’t want a normal life but…I don’t want this either…”  She takes Elias’ hand that’s playing with her hair and pulls it around her shoulders so she can lean back against him.

His hand trails over to her shoulder to tighten his grip, drawing her closer, and finally fully relaxing against the couch. 

"I used to not think I wanted a normal life either…When I was young I couldn’t imagine how humans lived but now…  Well things change.  Don’t try to make up your mind about the future too soon."

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joanabethharvelle:

elias-finch:

Tensing, he glances uneasily at her, despite trying to get comfortable and cuddle back at the tv starts showing what looks like colorful moving drawings with sound.

“So you’re…still hunting?”

“Well…yeah…”  Jo stated slowly and looked over seeing his uneasy expression and felt her stomach twist in a knot.

“It was how I was raised…what I’ve done all my life and just because mom isn’t around doesn’t mean I can stop.  I mean, I won’t hunt anyone like you…just real monsters.  Blood thirsty and uncontrollable things that kill people that actually NEED to be hunted.  Not all monsters are as sweet as you, you know?”

Leaning back against the couch a bit, he lifted an arm to play with one of her long strands of blonde hair, sighing.

"It’s not so much you hunting that I’m worried about as…something hunting you back.  Or more hunters coming around and realizing you’re with a monster or…I just…I thought that now that Ellen vanished you’d be staying here and taking over the Roadhouse?"

You’d be safe…he adds mentally, frowning, unable to stop the sickening worry in his gut.