Blood will Flow

Ah the weirdness of dreams. Warning for long rambling narrative - this is really just here for me.

(I also have no idea who the 'we' was. I know I wasn't alone most of the time, but my companion seemed to be some sort of amalgam of all my fanfriends).

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Did you hear the one about Dean Winchester owning a VW campervan? And that time the Queen of England was touring the US of A in her vintage VW Beetle and broke down in a gas station in Arizona? No? Funny, I thought it would have been all over the news at the time...

It was Sam who noticed her first; though really, she was a bit hard to miss. The love bug was bright orange, and had a giant sky blue flower painted on the trunk, and Her Maj was wearing a trouser suit straight out of 1967, also orange. And very flowery. And, as Sam was quick to point out, not really the kind of things you wear when you’re presumably travelling incognito.

Dean was inside the minimart paying for gas and snacks and by the time he returned to their campervan, Sam had already volunteered Dean as Royal mechanic for the duration of Queen Liz’s road trip.

Sadly, after that lovely moment – Dean’s face was a picture, believe me – the dream morphed into a strange holiday in Stansted Airport for the hubby and I, with bus trips, missing bags, and ridiculously lax security, so I never found out how Her Majesty got on with the Winchesters on the back roads of America.

Dreams, huh? Weird.
 

So this is the sort of Supernatural/J2 dream I get, while my friends are having sexy time dreams with Jensen.

It starts off with me looking at this photo of the boys walking around the set with Icarus and another dog, and when I crop the pic I find that I am outside a hotel and there's Jared, Jensen and Misha, together with a lot of crew. So I start talking to J2 about the photo. Then I'm inside the hotel at a dinner table with Danneel and Jensen, making awkward conversation - and suddenly we are in the hotel gym instead, and Danneel and Jensen are working out - so cue sexy times, eh?

Nope.

Because they are wearing taekwondo type robes and those silly rugby padded hats they wear in the scrums, and all I can think about is how it's typical of Americans to wear those things, and then I'm saying to Paul I'm going to ask Danneel why Americans always wear those hats when they are working out - and that's when I wake up.

So I don't even get Jensen all sweaty from lifting weights or doing press ups or anything!
But is was still more fun than the dream I had earlier in the night which started with a bus journey, then ended up in the Post Office in a weird queue for counter service which just kept going round and round and never actually getting to the counter. Then the bloody office closed, I was shouting at a Postie to complain because all I’d wanted to do was make an enquiry, and ended up in a big outdoor theatre trying to find the exit.

At least my other dream had Jensen in it.