Forward dated to after Iris-Roderick shenanigans

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[Private to Barbara Gordon]

We oughta do a check in, you and me.

[he's seething but managing to hide it. Kind of.]

[Private to Iris]

[This is the first time she's ever death tolled that he hasn't waited at her side for her to wake up. But he knows himself, and he knows that right now the safest thing for everyone is if he is nowhere near her.

So instead there's a message waiting for her.]

You've got a lot of fuckin' nerve doing what you did, darlin'.


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[And between all that he'll be wandering, mostly hanging out at the pool, which so far has only pretty happy memories. Nothing that he has the urge to scream at or shoot; progress!

Feel free to come poke the bear.]

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[surfaceshine]

[Back home. It's funny that after everything, that's a word that still bothers him; Chitaqua wasn't home. A ruined world wasn't home. The Impala was home but she's gone now - where is back home?

He knows what Cain meant, of course, and shakes his head.]

Of course not. So?

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So are you so locked up in your head that you really think this is just another part of Hell?

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[surfaceshine]

Is there really any way you see this conversation going where you think you know better than I do what would fit in with Hell?

I'd be really, really happy to let you take that prize, but something tells me you can't.

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You're not the expert you think you are, Dean. But I know if anyone hints at that, your brain just starts shuttin' 'em out with sirens and fog horns, so I guess we'll agree to disagree or whatever civilized people pretend to do.

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[surfaceshine]

And then we can go ahead and pretend we're civilized too, right?

Why should I agree to disagree? What makes you think you know better than I do what I'm talking about?

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[anewlanguage]

'Cause I know the Barge better than you do. Been here longer, have more access, seen more happen on it. [He hardly sees this Dean as the same person he had graduated under, anymore, which is for the best for everyone he figures.]

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[surfaceshine]

Well gold star for you. A position I aspire to. Truly an inspiration to all around you.

[He is not, of course, convinced. But he's also sick of arguing about it.]

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[He snorts]

Well praise the Lord, I was about to think you were too jaded and wise to be inspired.

See you around, Dean.