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Check-In November 15
Next week was Thanksgiving, and Caroline's preparations were well under way. She had a list of food, all of the bartenders were working on drinks. There would be entertainment - the new guy, Coby, had said something about performing and she'd heard that he'd played on his balcony over the weekend.
Since it was one of the usual days for check-ins, Caroline had decided to take the opportunity of waiting for arrivals to decorate the lobby. As with every other holiday, the inn had a huge storage room full of decorations, all labeled and packed away for the right season.
Gourds had arrived in the last delivery, so now the pink of the lobby was complimented by the orange and yellows of pumpkins and squash. A cornucopia spilled fake fruit onto the front desk, where the staff kept coming by and rotating one apple a few degrees, as though it would look more real that way. They had lapel pins on, she'd noticed. Well, who said non-real people didn't deserve a little holiday cheer too?
Caroline perched on a ladder and fastened a streamer into the high corner of the roof, and watched the door.
Since it was one of the usual days for check-ins, Caroline had decided to take the opportunity of waiting for arrivals to decorate the lobby. As with every other holiday, the inn had a huge storage room full of decorations, all labeled and packed away for the right season.
Gourds had arrived in the last delivery, so now the pink of the lobby was complimented by the orange and yellows of pumpkins and squash. A cornucopia spilled fake fruit onto the front desk, where the staff kept coming by and rotating one apple a few degrees, as though it would look more real that way. They had lapel pins on, she'd noticed. Well, who said non-real people didn't deserve a little holiday cheer too?
Caroline perched on a ladder and fastened a streamer into the high corner of the roof, and watched the door.
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She tensed. Her years of being trained as a hunter meant that she knew something wasn't quite right and she immediately looked around to try and figure out what the Hell was happening.
There was a structure in the distance. Since she was practically naked she figured the safest bet, hopefully at any rate, would be to go find shelter and help if she could.
By the time she got to the Inn, her feet were covered in dirt and were sore from walking without shoes. Mary looked around for someone who looked helpful or who might be in charge.
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"Hi." She greeted the woman cheerfully and grabbed on of the many offered towels in the process. "You look like you could use this. Not that there is anything wrong with how you're dressed." Abby hastened to add not wanting to offend her.
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"Thanks..." Reaching out of the towel, she unfolded it and began to wrap herself as best she could. "I'm... not really sure where I am."
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Mary shelved the thought again and focused on what the woman was talking about. "So... A different dimension." Her eyes scanned what she could see. "...How do we get back?"
She thought about her boys and John - they would be worried.
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"But, I think we're getting closer to figuring it out. There's a couple of times a window of opportunity showed up, where we could visit a different world than this one. We just haven't found the one that leads us back to ours." At least not yet.
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Mary's shoulders tensed. Something was in the house. She remembered something was in the house.
She looked back to Abby with a more stubborn expression that was not willing to give in to an unfavourable answer. Her voice was more assertive, but there was an urgency there as well. "I need to go back. Now."
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"Some people have left, or disappeared. My friend Johnny was one. I hope he went back and not just to another place like this. But it's only happened once." That Abby knew about.
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Her hand holding the towel bunched up as her mind reeled. There had to be a way. Some spell or something. She hadn't been hunting in so long she wasn't sure she could remember any spells that could be helpful. "I need a knife."
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"That's not right. Not that anyone being taken away to here is right, but it's especially not right for families to be torn apart. And definitely taking a mom away when her kids are in danger is not cool. I promise, and I never break my promises, I promise that I will try to find a way to send you back to your kids. Even if it means I work 24/7 to figure it out."
Abby neatly avoided the topic of the knife.
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She closed her eyes, going completely still as she focused. Someone was in the house. No. Something. Lights had flickered. Ghost? No, she felt way more scared for her family than a ghost.
An image flashed through her mind. 'Come on, let's say goodnight to your brother'. Dean was always a good big brother. Her lips pressed into a tense small smile that was still filled with foreboding.
Nothing. Nothing more. She hands turned into fists and the towel dropped to the ground as Mary's brow knit further. She murmured a 'come on. come on.'
Sammy had woken up. John was -
Mary's eyes flashed open with newfound urgency mixed with horror while she breathed "Sammy" from her lips.
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She hoped that by focusing the woman on Sammy and what he looked like, it would be a good enough distraction to get her not as panicked. She hoped.
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She glanced over to the woman and took a deep breath, trying to steady herself but the panic insider her chest felt as if it wanted to burst out at any moment. "He..." Her lips pressed together with a little tremble. She couldn't bring herself to talk about Sam out loud at the moment. Her poor baby boy.
Mary told herself to focus. This girl was offering to send her home. "He's my boy. He's... he's just a baby."
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"Oh it is so on. I am definitely going to find a way back for you now. I know this won't help much, but one of my theories is that time works differently here. I mean since I think we're at a nexus point, whoever took us can send us back to the same time. I've met people that are from the same place but different times and they didn't know the other was missing. So, either time works differently or this is like an astral projection where we're in both places at once and then we go back to our own time"
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"I'm sorry." She tried to slow her voice and calm down. "I'm here asking for your help, and I don't even know your name." She paused. "I'm Mary."
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"I'd rather... not get my room. Not yet." It didn't feel right. "I know you said you'd help, but... I think I'd like to try to find a way out on my on." She 'd still need a knife for that. "....Could be a spell."
It felt strange to say it out loud after so many years of 'normal.'
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Sometimes you just had to find out for yourself rather than take the word of a stranger. "Whenever you're ready, or if you feel like taking a nap and getting a fresh start with a clear head, you'll have a room here."
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Mary's expression looked insulted. "I am not a witch." Her run-in with witches when she had hunted with her parents in the past were not favourable ones.
"But I know how to dispell things. It... U Used to be what my family did."
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She could picture her father giving her a stern expression at 'outing' herself.
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Maybe witches and magical people were bad where she was from and she hunted them like NCIS took care of the bad guys. Abby gave her the benefit of the doubt and tried to reassure her.
"Well, that kind of explains how you're taking this pretty good. I mean considering everything you've gone through. And I swear, you won't have to hunt them here. Magical people are good here."
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"If they're not the ones responsible for me being here then right now I don't care about them. I just want to get home to my family."
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It was the second or maybe third time he'd walked through today when his gaze snagged on Abby talking to a distraught woman half-wrapped in a towel. Something about the woman made his heart flip over and he moved toward them instinctively.
He hadn't made it another two steps when she turned her head and his breath went out of him like he'd been punched in the gut. He had. He knew that woman.
Tongue rolling behind his teeth, Sam approached them. The only word he could get out of his mouth was, "...Mom?"
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She could feel her jaw drop and she snapped it shut. "Uh, woah. Um. Wow." Sadly, that was all that Abby's brain could produce in a reaction to that stunning revelation. It wasn't the most intelligent conversational bridge, but it was all that she had at the moment.
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