If there's a bar, we might as well use it. ((Closed rp with the SPN crew and Claire Saunders)

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Once he reached the Ravenclaw bar Dean grabbed a table and a cold beer, he made sure to mention for some chilled wine and a few good bottles of hard liquor, make sure every one had some thing they could enjoy. He guessed it was kind of a party, but more so just Team Free Will hanging out with Claire, who if Dean was reading right fit in pretty well with their rag tag crew of misfits.

He reclined back in to the chair, flipped the tape deck on to the sound of AC/DC Back in Black as he took a long drink from the beer in his hand and waited for the others to show up.

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Cas nodded at Adam, not quite sure what the point was, but he was at least observant enough to discern that the young man was trying to be helpful.

He froze for a second when Claire reached toward him, and flushed as he saw what she'd just found. "Um. Thank you." He took the feather carefully from her fingers and stuck it into a pocket, hoping she wouldn't ask where it had come from. But at least it had given him an idea, and he promptly seized onto and ran with it. "I must have...picked it up...at the Yule party. You were there, I believe? Did you have a good time?"

Only then did he glance around and realize that all his friends had left him to sink or swim. He shot Dean a betrayed look over Claire's shoulder before fixing his attention on the conversation again.

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Adam was getting Cas a bottle water, with one eye on the door and John at all times, when Sam actually asked him if he was okay with it, Adam turned and looked at him a little surprised.

Some how he figured they just assumed he would be and he gave a nod with the first hints of an actual smile "Thanks, but I'll be fine." He squared his shoulders, eyes wandering over to the table where Claire and Cas sat trying to act as if he didn't see John and Dean there.

Instinct is all that Adam would blame when he got a chagrined look and pointed at Sam and Dean "Hey, that's these two, I'm just the water boy" He held the bottle up as if to say see look Dad, I am being good. There was even a partial smile on his face, now if only he could rid his eyes of the uncertainty and pain he might actually pull this off.

"Uh.." When he realized how he had just naturally behaved the way a younger brother would when caught by their father doing some thing they shouldn't Adam looked away "I better get this water to Cas, keep his hands busy."

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Dean had his hands full, between watching the interaction between his brothers and their father, which if any one noticed Dean seemed to naturally place himself in the midst of them all, ready to soothe any Winchester mouths that got out of line, funny when Dean was usually the one running his mouth the most.

He did catch Cas and Claire as she removed that feather and the hunter grinned at Cas' response,casting his eyes to the side he pursed his lips and grinned at John "Junkless or not, that guys got somethin' goin' on there." He snorted out as he reached over and took the beer Sam had gotten for him and took a long sip.

"Although, y'know Sammy, maybe we should have talked to him first, after all he isn't a ladies man." Dean chuckled and nodded his head towards the table as Adam walked off

"Kids got the right idea, let's sit down and get drunk, maybe I can get Sammy to let me whip him in some pool."

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Sam watched his brother with a half-smile. Always on guard and always trying to keep things together, even when the world wasn't coming apart at the seams.

"Us? Seriously Dean, considering our track record with women? Hell no." Sam shook his head and nudged their Dad with his elbow. "Dad's the only one who ever managed any success in that respect."

He followed him over to the table. "Pfft. I can still kick your ass at pool."

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John caught the half smile Adam flashed in his direction and returned it with one of his own. Maybe he could salvage things between them after all. He started to move in Adam's direction when Dean spoke and he coughed into his beer.

He smiled a little at Sam. "I got damn lucky."

He trailed behind the boys, glancing back towards where Adam sat. A part of him wanted to walk over, but he also remembered his promise to not push.