ya_assemble | [LN] Dean can have firearms, but not nice things.

The motel that Dean went to sleep in was the same one he woke up in, until he walked outside.

For one thing, he'd gone to sleep at night, and knew he'd been asleep at least a full 8 hours. In defiance of this, the stars were still twinkling. This was doubly odd, because the motel he'd gone to sleep in had been on the outskirts of Chicago, under too much light pollution for any stars at all, but this motel was so far out of any town that the road leading up to it was unpaved.

"What the hell?"

Someone was playing a piss-poor game on him, and nobody ever played games on Dean Winchester for harmless fun. He reached into his coat for a weapon, and found a fully loaded sig sauer right where he'd . . . not actually put it the night before.

And yet there it was in his shoulder holster. Huh. Had he seriously slept with a loaded gun? It wouldn't be the first time, but seriously, how had he forgotten that the night before?

There was no real time to look this gift horse in the mouth, so Dean kept the muzzle of the firearm to the ground as he looked around for a trace of movement, any clue as to what he was not currently doing adjacent to a major city.

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It wasn't long before something - or someone - was watching Dean from the shadows. They lived a busy existence, now that they'd been enlisted to help the Guardians, and that meant when someone new showed up, they couldn't exactly send out everyone to roll out the welcome wagon.

The others had been busy, so when Manny informed them that a Dean Winchester - who Raph had been told was the brother of another of the new myths - they'd figured that not many would have to go out and collect him. After all, he was the brother of a relatively friendly person already on the team, right?

It shouldn't have been that difficult and it didn't occur to them to wait until Sam was available to go get him.

Still, Raph wasn't used to just walking up and introducing himself to someone. It was the exact opposite of the way Master Splinter had instructed him and his brothers to interact with humans. So, now that he'd tracked him down, Raph was lurking in the shadows as he tried to figure out the best way to introduce himself. He was watching and waiting for the best time to strike -

And say hi. (It was kind of hard.)

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