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lightsandlostbells · 6 years ago

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Skam France, season 3, episode 1 reaction

here we go again

So I’m actually pretty intrigued going into this season, because on the one hand, I had some giant problems with Skam France’s first two seasons, and I know a lot of people felt that it was one of the weaker remakes (myself included). On the other hand, unlike with S2, they were able to adjust for viewer feedback with S3, possibly course correcting for some of the common complaints, and they’ve promised a lot of changes to a beloved story. It will be interesting to see how much Skam France grows into its own this season.

Also that Maxence guy sure has a face

I was not a fan of Skam France’s S1 and S2; up to this point, I’d say it’s my least favorite remake. So upfront, here are my main concerns going into the season:

The biggest problem with S1 and S2 was that it was such a copy and paste of the original show, to the point where it didn’t make sense a lot of the time. It was often like they’d redone 80-90% of the original material, with some slight changes, but then they failed to account for how those slight changes would affect the story or the scene. So we got weird inconsistencies and contradictions because the writers didn’t take out stuff from the original that no longer made sense. Or jokes or events happening without the setup that made it work. Characterization that didn’t feel natural or play to the actors’ strengths. Now we have learned that apparently the Skam France crew wanted to do more changes but were told to not stray too much, and that they have been given much more leeway to deviate from the original show with their S3 and S4. S3 and especially S4 are supposed to be heavily changed; I really hope they’re not exaggerating and that they’re going to be making bigger changes like story elements and plot structure, to the point where we can’t predict the upcoming clips based on the original show.

Skam France lacks a lot of the authenticity of the original and other remakes, such as casting older professional actors for many of the roles, or the overall more “polished” look and vibe of the show. Which cannot be changed at this point, and which does not bother everyone, but for me it can seriously detract from the material. It’s one thing to watch spotty teens act like spotty teens and screw up and act immature; it’s another to watch 22-25 year-old hotties make the same mistakes on screen, because I can’t completely reconcile the fact that maybe they should know better by now, heh. Rawness and vulnerability are such an essential part of Skam’s storytelling and so they need to account for that. Actually I think that’s why they reaaaaally need to dig deep into the quiet and “mundane” moments, because often those come across as some of the most emotionally fragile.

Don’t hate me: Lucas was one of my least favorite characters on Skam France in the previous seasons and my least favorite Isak across Skams. (I mean, it had to be one of them?) It’s nothing against the actor as a person but I always felt like he was acting rather than giving a natural performance. And not gonna lie, I was kind of creeped out by him in a way I haven’t felt with other Isaks. Like when he was snaking Emma, or when she called him on it and he had to respond, I didn’t get any sense of ambiguity or conflict or messiness - there was something a little blank and robotic about the way he was reacting. Not just in an “Isak is putting on a fake persona” way but in a “I would not be surprised if this dude had a collection of human heads in a freezer somewhere” way. But I am willing to give him another chance! There is more emotional range from his character in this season, and hopefully love will bring out more softness in him. With the changes to S3, maybe they’ll also play more to his strengths, and incorporate more organic and original moments so he’s not stuck recreating Isak’s greatest hits.

Scenes are RUSHED to fit the time limits per episode. This I dread, because S3 has so many scenes that are dependent on the pacing. Part of the effectiveness of Hjernen er alene or Minutt for minutt, for example, was that we got to listen to the long pauses, the silence. The scenes felt languid and peaceful and took time to let the atmosphere build. Skam France frequently didn’t have time for that, and consequently the mood of the clip often didn’t land, the actors had to rush through their dialogue instead of sinking into their characters’ emotions thoroughly. The best way to fix this would be to rewrite scenes so they’re not rushed - like instead of trying to cram a seven minute scene into four, rewrite the scene so there’s only four minutes of material, if you get what I mean. Or write a new scene that works within the time frame. Eliminate scenes that might not be necessary - personally every scene in Skam S3 feels necessary to me, but that might not be the case with Skam France S3 due to changes in the story.

Overuse of music. Skam France is one of several remakes that use music in almost every clip, typically in predictable ways - song starts clip, song ends clip over the credits. It lessens the impact of the soundtrack and makes it feel more obligatory and less vital to the scenes. So stick to music that matters and helps the tone or impact of the clips, rather than shoehorning it just because.

The directing could feel detached/distant in a way that didn’t serve the material. At the same time, sometimes it also got so OTT and soap opera-ish that it was comical. Hopefully they can find a balance that serves the characters’ emotions without going overboard.

Previously they filmed two seasons at one so they couldn’t make changes based on viewer feedback. That’s still in effect here, as we’re getting both S3 and S4 this spring. If there’s something people hate about S3, they can’t change it in S4. However, they did have plenty of time to incorporate feedback from the first two seasons before making S3 and S4, so I do have a lot of hope that they have fixed some of the biggest flaws. We know that they have changed a title of an episode to be “the boy who was afraid of the dark” so I believe they have changed the rebirth symbolism from Skam S3 into something different, probably light and dark symbolism to match Lucas’ name associations with light, and that is a huge step in the right direction.

Anyway, that’s out of the way, so here’s the actual episode.

Episode 1

Clip 1 - Sad reflection time

The very first clip of the season is new and not an adaptation, so that’s a promising start.

Lucas is sitting alone on a bench in a park. Lots of social media WhatsApp messages and Facebook notifications going off. The boy squad is talking about going to Emma’s party later and bringing beer and weed. Lucas stares moonily at man-woman pairs and a group of girls. I don’t think either do much for him. He puts the phone in his pocket. He sees a group of dudes and is perhaps more affected, so maybe he finds one of them attractive, or he’s just reminded of his own social situation, wishing he could be completely relaxed with his squad and not hiding a secret from them. The title of this clip was “Disconnected” which he obviously is, surrounded by people but still alone. He blue steels into the distance as we cut to the title card.

I usually save social media comments for the end, but the best part of this clip is the juxtaposition with Lucas’ IG post made right before this clip. A shot of the park, about him living his best life. Of course that’s some giant irony, because we know from the clip that he’s not living his best life, he’s detached from everyone around him and unhappy. So either he made that post with a lot of sarcasm, or specifically to put up the appearance that he’s fine. Or both.

Clip 2 - Good thing they were on the ground floor?

WILD N CRAZY TEEN PARTY TIME

Daphne is talking to a girl, but gets interrupted when a guy enters to make out with the girl. Daphne is like … OK then! And walks away. Daphne, my #1 of Skam France, I missed you the most.

Daphne goes to dance with Emma who also is drawn away by make-outs, this time with Raptor Alex. Daphne again is like ... OK then! She looks around and sees so many couples making out at this party. So I guess she’s gonna feel romantically and sexually frustrated like Vilde did in S3.

I got a laugh at her trying to connect with that younger girl over not connecting with anyone, when some dude swoops in to kiss that girl. Poor Daphne, trying to assert her older wisdom, be so helpful, and it didn’t work out.

In the kitchen we see our French boy squad. Arthur (glasses), Basile (no glasses), and Yann and Lucas of course.

Can I just say, thanks Skam France for adding to the scant glasses rep across these damn remakes? It’s wild to me that there are so few characters who have glasses in the Skam Extended Universe. There’s Amira from Druck, Luca from wtFOCK, Poonam from Skam Austin ... errr… that guy who sat next to Noora in S1 … some of the theater kids ... did I forget anyone?

Lucas talks about an attractive girl by saying, “Who cares about the size of the boobs?” which is truly a 100% authentic statement from a bonafide Kinsey 0 heterosexual man, yessir.

They’re interrupted by a girl running to the sink to puke. The boy squad is really funny with their reactions, Arthur is already winning me over with his facial expressions. I laughed at Arthur and Yann in the background when Lucas is flirting.

French Emma is called Chloé. Lucas gets Basile to take over hair-holding duties. Not gonna lie, I don’t really buy Lucas as this dude with mad game when Yann is right there (or Arthur, probably). Yann has got to be just as smooth. But they gave Lucas more helpful dialogue, I guess? It’s still slick like Isak but a little milder, he’s trying to calm down Chloé, he doesn’t neg her. So perhaps that helped him win her over.

He also shotguns with her which would be smooth except about 3% of the smoke made it into her mouth, but then again she seems like a novice so she probably didn’t care.

Their moment is interrupted by Maria hacking some more, but soon she and the other boys leave, and Lucas and Chloé make out. This is a pretty big divergence from Isak, who started making out with Emma while his friends were present. It was all a performance, and he clearly got uncomfortable once he was alone with Emma and eventually shuts it down. Lucas’ flirting is presumably a performance, too, but he could’ve stopped it after the boys left. Instead he goes forward with it.

Lucas does not start to show signs of discomfort until they’ve moved to the hallway and Chloé is unbuttoning his shirt and kissing his neck. We didn’t really see him show much doubt up until this point - like we saw Isak take a moment to gather himself when he realized he would have to flirt with Emma in the bathroom, the boys were pointing out it was “his girl.” But Lucas didn’t seem to falter until this point. I wish they’d shown more conflict earlier in the clip since they are emphasizing him putting on an act (like with the IG post). IDK if there’s also more of a self-imposed struggle he’s going through - maybe he’s also putting more pressure on himself to hook up with girls, not just to look straight but to be straight? It seemed like he might have even gone through with hooking up with Chloé had the cops not come up to the door. He was even starting to kiss her neck back.

When the cops show up, he takes advantage of the distraction and literally runs away from Chloé and jumps out a window, which is HILARIOUS, except this dude just dropped the weed on the floor in plain sight. Lucas, you’re a dingus.

I want jumping out of the window to become some symbolic running gag much like Isak struggling with his locker was, like every time Lucas has a problem he jumps out of the nearest window, in an increasingly dramatic fashion with glass spraying everywhere or him leaping out of an exploding building several stories onto the roof of a car. Doesn’t matter the situation, if there’s a window and an issue he doesn’t want to face, he ain’t gonna take the stairs. And I guess at one point the window won’t open so he has to stop jumping and running from his problems, and then his version of O Helga Natt involves climbing up and going through a window. But mostly the increasingly dramatic exits.

Clip 3 - Mika, Lisa, Manon, and a cranky gay hamster

The Skam France team got the most important detail of Isak’s season right, which is the box of tissues beside Lucas’ bed.

When Lucas wakes up he has a text from his mom, a message about going to church and praying for God to punish Lucas’ father for his sins, which SURE IS SOME SHIT. That isn’t just happy cloud religion, it’s hoping a vengeful God will strike down your enemies.

The text itself seems … coherent? Just religious. IDK if anything was lost in translation. Isak’s mom’s texts often seemed more rambling, or straight-up Bible verses about sin.

But hurrah, they’re keeping the religious themes in this season! Lucas is another Biblical name so I’m interested to see how they develop that symbolism.

Lucas’ mom says she is praying for the both of them and that she misses him, so there’s more of a sense of wanting to connect with her son - like Isak’s mom’s texts were pretty intimidating and I could see how he’d feel closed off from them and would find them more judgmental and a sign of her mental illness more than anything, not necessarily a sign of her missing her son. Lucas’ mom is more clearly reaching out to him, I guess he’s just not responding or giving anything back.

Yann texts Lucas that the police found stuff at Emma’s, and he wants to know if Lucas has the weed. Lucas is trying to find the weed when Mika and Lisa come in with Manon on the phone. Lucas does not greet Manon with enthusiasm although we will see that they’ve got a fairly warm relationship.

Mika has an Alt Er Love phone case, which is very cute and a sweet nod to Skam! Every season of Skam France so far has had a shout-out to the original show, which I think is a nice gesture.

Mika says Lucas has problems like “how to get a girl to deflower him” which sure is an interesting comment. Either Mika truly does not suspect anything, which is doubtful, IMO, or he’s just covering for him in front of Manon or trying to make Lucas feel like they don’t know his secret, which is considerate of him.

Mika compares Lucas to no better than a hamster because all he does is sleeps, eats, and poops, like a hamster and Lisa thinks that it would’ve been better to get a hamster. Lucas gives her an offended look. LMAO.

Manon is being nice to Lucas, which is sweet of her. She has Lucas show off the apartment. So this is a different apartment from season 2? Were they not able to get the other one? Occam’s Razor, I assume this was a filming/location issue.

Manon asks about the rent and Lucas says his dad feels bad because he can’t take him in, so he’s helping Lucas out. Wasn’t Manon supposed to pay for Lucas’ rent because her parents didn’t know she was moving out of the flat and in with Charles? I guess their patronage stopped because she couldn’t avoid telling them that she was leaving for London with Charles. Which makes me wonder why they bothered to keep in that part at all last season. (Or maybe again, because they had to switch apartments so Manon’s parents wouldn’t unknowingly pay for someone’s rent in a place she’d never lived.)

Manon asks about Lucas’ mom, whether she will be OK, and he says that she’ll be OK (obviously he is not sure of that), and then she asks if Lucas is seeing someone. Doubtful that he realizes how loaded that question is, considering Manon has seen what’s on his phone! He does this blatant lie where he pretends Mika is calling for his phone back to avoid answering.

I do not actually get why they’re doing Manon in London? Or why they redid this scene so closely? In OG S3, there were several reasons this scene existed, such as showing the mother’s religious text and Jonas asking about the weed, and planting some seeds for Isak being uncomfortable with some of Eskild’s behavior (like Eskild talking about lavender scent). But it was also a way to explain that Isak was living at Kollektivet, and a followup to Noora after her season and a setup to explain why William wasn’t around anymore, and we don’t need either of those things here. Manon directly offered her room to Lucas at the end of S2, so we know he would be living there, and there’s no reason to write off Charles because the actor isn’t leaving the show. The only thing you’d kinda need to address is why they’re in a different apartment, which could be easily explained with a line or two or dialogue (Mika or Lisa complaining that something was better/worse at the old apartment).

Noora’s whole subplot of sorts in S3, with her and William going to London and her returning when their relationship faltered ... I don’t know what Julie’s plans were had Thomas Hayes not left the show, but that definitely seemed like a development necessitated by his decision. Julie even managed to write in some parallels between Isak’s and Noora’s romantic situations to create some thematically relevant material from this development. But we still don’t actually need to do that with Skam France! The actor who plays Charles isn’t going anywhere from what I know. Like I don’t get why they can’t just have Manon and Charles living at their own place, as planned, and then they’re in the background with parties and stuff. Especially keeping in mind the time restrictions on the episodes, and that they’ll likely need to cut stuff, and this is something that could probably go without affecting the main story.

Skam Italia also wrote out the Noora character and sent her to England during their Isak’s season, too, and I thought it was kinda unnecessary, although that I can understand more because they switched S2 and S3, so it was a reason to keep Eleonora away from Edoardo (the William) until her own season. But overall it’s not something that I think needs to be carried over from remake to remake. I hope they have a good reason to send Manon away other than just repeating the story from the original show, especially considering that IMO that drama ended up dragging down season 4 (but that’s a whoooooole different essay).

Clip 4 - That’s enough, Basile

It’s school on Monday and Daphne is running around the courtyard, handing out flyers. Daphne’s existence is one thing that improves any Monday, personally.

The boy squad is all pissing in a row, sans Lucas, who’s on his phone waiting for the others. Once again he is disconnected from his pals, this time from the manliest of all male bonding rituals, the synchronized bladder release.

Yann and Arthur wash their hands and Basile does not, so guess who is going straight to the bottom of my boy squad rankings? Ewwww.

And he says it’s because he touched the girl’s butt on Saturday? …. The girl who was puking? Yeah, he could not plummet faster.

Basile starts going off about a wildlife documentary, referring to “females” as marking their scent on males, and IDK if the connotations are the same in French but men referring to women as “females” outside of a scientific context usually is a red flag.

And he hasn’t washed his hands since Saturday? But he’s jerked off???? I’m gonna puke. Yann points out he’s gonna smell like dick.

This conversation tanked Basile for me, because afterwards I could not stop thinking of his stank hands whenever he was on screen.

Daphne hands the flyers to the guys. She’s renovating the common room and is gonna make it “the place to be”. I guess they’ve just dropped her awesome party or whatever? Or is that happening in S4? Even though it’s kinda pointless, wasn’t it supposed to attract older boys and make the girl squad really cool? It’s been like over a year since they wanted to plan that, lol.

Basile seems super into Daphne and is willing to do the project, although Arthur is like, no, you aren’t. Basile, you have time to grow on me, but right now I do not approve of you hooking up with Daphne with your disgusting unwashed hands. She deserves The Best.

The other guys think Daphne is weird but Basile thinks she’s hot, so you know, he has that going for him. Though I think he would fall for any woman who acknowledged his existence. He would fall in love with the Annabelle doll if it looked his way.

Lucas gives the others a high five as he leaves, except for Basile, because he says Basile is disgusting. My favorite thing Lucas has ever done, tbh.

Basile does a pratfall over the bench on the way to class. That’s one way to get Daphne’s attention! But what makes it really funny is that Arthur stumbles over a rock at the EXACT SAME TIME in the background. I mean Basile is obsessing over everyone woman in the vicinity when clearly he and Arthur have some kind of soul bond going. (Arthur is probs too good for Basile, though. Arthur/Yann all the way.)

Things that did not appear in this clip: penguins, helicopters, treasure maps, mysterious hot new students making eyes at Lucas. Clearly there was no reason for any of those to be present. I don’t even know why I mentioned it.

(This aired on January 21st, Skam France, do you even know your audience???) (JK but for real.)

Clip 5 - The beginning of a beautiful friendship

Lucas stares at his teacher, who is wearing a sheer top that reveals her bra. I have to say he doesn’t look like uninterested. Arthur comments on it, too, that Lucas is checking out the hot teacher. Which is what I would believe if I did not have deeper insight into Lucas’ preferences.

Imane shows up and shoos Arthur away, and she asks Lucas whether he lost something on Saturday. When he asks, “What are you talking about?” she’s like, “Your virginity.” HA, that is an excellent burn, Lucas is toast.

We didn’t see Imane when Lucas jumped out the window, but she had to have been nearby for her to realize it was Lucas’ weed instead of anyone else’s. He didn’t take the time to plant it, he just dropped it, so that was less snake-like than Isak. And maybe a little less deserving of the roasting that Imane gives him, since this isn’t a matter of him being inconsiderate, just dumb. Sana was pissed off that Isak would do something like that on purpose and potentially get Eva in trouble; Lucas did it by accident. I guess the end result is the same if weed was found at Emma’s house, no matter how it was left behind.

Imane says they find Daphne’s project annoying, too, so I assume they’re all just doing this to make Daphne happy.

When Imane gets up to leave the teacher is like, no, Alexia and Arthur are now partners and Imane and Lucas are now together. Both Lucas and Imane look positively thrilled about this. Just delighted. I think Arthur’s reaction is meant to be sarcastic but lmao, dude, you get to work with Alexia, that’s a damn privilege.

Clip 6 - Lucas is bad at subtlety

It’s time for Daphne’s meeting! Just the girl squad, boy squad, maybe that girl who was making out with Lucas, and no other new characters of importance.

Lucas shows up, looking as eager as you’d expect. The girls are there sans Manon. They talk about how sad and depressing the room is. It looks OK to me? Like, not super warm and inviting, but they describe it like it’s Azkaban. Daphne is the only one who’s peppy and says they’re going to turn it into something so great people won’t want to leave high school. That sounds like the premise for a horror movie.

Some dudes show up and Daphne is all ready to greet them to her meeting. At first I thought that this lounge was their usual place to hang out, since it looks like one of them had a board game or something, and they had zero idea that a meeting would be happening, lmao.

We get another shot out of the window and for a second I was wondering if a mysterious new student might be standing below, lurking around, perhaps stalking somebody.

The boy squad actually joins Lucas for this meeting, which is nice of them, although in a second I’m going to wish they’d stayed away. Basile thinks Daphne is winking at him, Arthur says she’s just rubbing her eye. Why couldn’t Arthur be the one ship-teased with Daphne?

Oh, and Chloé has arrived. She sends a non-imaginary wink toward Lucas. I know she’s probably not going to stay that way, but for now Chloé is a very cute person.

Just as the boys are telling Lucas that Chloé is into him and asking about their hookup on Saturday, some male model just walks off a photo shoot and into the common room. We know this is significant as the music gets tinkly and Lucas deadass stares at this dude without reservations. Mysterious male model stares back and makes eye contact with Lucas. (I feel like looking into Maxence’s eyes is the gay equivalent of Bird Box, where just one glance is enough to make a guy like Lucas abandon the last remnants of chill and heterosexuality.)

Somehow Lucas does not die from this interaction, but he does keeping sneaking glances at the handsome stranger while Daphne does her awkward introduction. Chill, dead and buried. Heterosexuality on life support.

Basile applauds Daphne in her introduction - OK, I love her too, but calm the fuck down, weirdo. Daphne, don’t encourage him.

When the crowd starts adding their commentary, Imane steps in and tells people that the next one to interrupt Daphne gets their shins broken, which a simple yet iconic moment, especially because Yann certainly seems to get nervous.

Lucas keeps checking out the hottie in the row behind him and I mean, the camera loves that pretty face, so why not?

I already want to kill Basile.

Daphne is also done with him and roasts him when he asks for her number. Everyone giggles, which makes her smile and gives her some confidence, so I guess that’s what Basile’s good for. Except then he’s instantly in love with Daphne so arrrrrgh.

Lucas keeps checking out the view behind him because Basile is not the only one who’s developed a crush.

I like the idea of a musical cue or theme for Lucas and Sexy Newcomer but I’m kinda ehhh about this one, because I can already see it making certain scenes cheesy and overdramatic, like Yann spiking his skateboard or Charles slow-mo racing to Manon levels of unintentional hilarity. Unless Sexy Newcomer’s a pianist? Then I can understand it more if this type of music is relevant to his character.

Clip 7 - Weird is good

Lucas is walking home and what do you know, he sees a snack at the vending machine. Give some credit to Lucas, he goes right up to him. Although he doesn’t say hello, just lurks behind.

I recently watched the series You on Netflix so all these scenes of Lucas staring at the object of his affection with his large unblinking eyes are feeling a lot more ominous than intended.

Dream Boy is like oh sorry, i didn’t see you there! Fucking fake, he probably saw Lucas’ reflection in the glass or something. He can’t decide what to get, so Lucas recommends #24 which is a crunchy choco bar (looks like a granola bar). So in the promos for this season they mentioned “chocolate” as an important element in the story. Maybe crunchy choco will be their always!

Dream Boy gets one crunchy choco bar, and then another one, so there are no more left. His version of taking all the paper towels. He got very lucky that there were only two crunchy chocos left and that Lucas didn’t want the almond & seeds bar instead. He would’ve had to buy the whole damn rack. Dream Boy says one of the crunchy chocos is for Lucas. Except we don’t see them eat the bars, lol.

They sit down and smoke at the bus stop with one seat between them, and I could tell Chloé was gonna come and sit there. But I think it’s also supposed to be some no-homo space between them, like buying choco bars is one thing, but sitting next to each other??? It’s not like they’re married or anything.

They talk about how weird the meeting was, the importance of the common room. Lucas’ future husband says it’s a good opportunity to meet new people, but we know he’s thinking of one person in particular.

Earth Angel is a third year studying literature. Lucas asks whether it’s weird to start a new school five months before graduation. I mean ... they could have just made him Lucas’ age since he’s already like 25 in real life, at that point it’s not going to make much difference if you say he’s 17 or 18. Angelface is like, everything is weird with you! He muses that he too must seem weird. Well, weirdness is a quality I like in an Even, because Even was a giant fucking weirdo and it made him memorable and charming. And we know that our French Even has reasons for people to think he’s weird and is used to it, even if Lucas doesn’t know that yet, so it’s more loaded than Lucas even knows.

No offense but why is Chloé trying to chase Lucas when there is a literal male model on her other side? Different strokes for different folks, I guess.

Chloé is like, the meeting was fun, right? Lucas is awkward and Sugar Pie Honey Bunch kindly chimes in that the general opinion is that it was weird. Chloé seems to be like, oh, OK, as if that will be her new opinion to stay on the same page as Lucas. SPHB adds, but we like weird, I think. NOT SO SUBTLE. You know what he means by that.

Chloé introduces herself to the new guy and he introduces himself as Eliott, so I can stop making up stupid nicknames and pretending I don’t know the name of this character they told us about months ago.

There was a really good post by @skambyme about how both S3 remakes so far have done the end of this scene by putting the Emma character literally in the middle of the Isak and Even, while in the original, it’s Isak who ends up between Emma and Even. The remakes have the focus on Emma coming between Isak and Even, and it’s not like a terrible choice to do that or anything, but I think it’s more perceptive in the original to recognize that the biggest obstacle is not Emma, but Isak himself, caught between a girl and a guy, a safe lie and a terrifying truth. It puts the emphasis on Isak’s internal journey rather than a more external obstacle (Emma).

We learn from the credits that Eliott’s last name is Demaury and he has an Instagram account! So already that’s different from Even, who’s a total ghost on social media, except for the birthday video, obviously.

It’s a little funny to me that Arthur and Basile do not have last names according to the credits, though, lmao. Everyone else does and they’re just Those Two Guys on a first name only basis.

Social Media/General Comments

I mentioned it above but I liked that prior to the first clip, they started the season with an IG post from Lucas saying he’s living his best life, of course to contrast with the disconnect he feels in the clip itself. Putting up a facade on social media much like Isak did.

FOR SOME REASON Basile found it necessary to document the sink girl’s puke afer she was done, like … no one wants to see that, bro.

The boys talk about Lucas’ great game with Chloé in a chat, and Basile wants them all to know he has game, too. They just ignore him, lmao. As one should.

Manon and Lucas have a pretty solid friendship going on, which is nice. They’re on heart emoji level and she offers to throw Earl Grey on Mika and Lisa if they bother Lucas too much. I wonder if Lucas will properly come out to her at some point during the season, or confide in her. Especially if she ends up coming back and crashing at the apartment like Noora did - she’ll be around to talk to in person.

Mika not only calls Lucas hetero in a clip, but he refers to him as such in an IG story, and I’m not sure what to make of that yet? Because he knows about the rumors that Manon and Emma told him last season. At some point last season Lucas started crashing in their building/apartment, so Mika must have found him and let him stay over. If he didn’t find him at a gay bar, then what happened? I don’t think Mika legit thinks Lucas is straight; I think he’s just trying to keep up the appearance that he doesn’t suspect Lucas is gay, for Lucas’ sake. I don’t know if that’s the best method, but that’s my guess.

Unless Mika genuinely didn’t think he was gay after Manon and Emma, and he didn’t find Lucas at a gay bar but in some other situation, like IDK, drunk at a park/bus stop/whatever? I doubt it. Or he’s ironically teasing Lucas about his heterosexuality because he suspects otherwise, which is mean, so I doubt that, too.

Basile again talks about how hot Daphne is in a chat … stay away from her, dude. He did wash his hands or sanitize them eventually, thank God.

Manon is posting throwbacks of her and Charles on IG … the fact that it’s a throwback makes me think things are not so great between them right now. Reinforced by her later posting Rupi Kaur quotes, “if you are not enough for yourself you will never be enough for someone else.”

Eliott is doing some type of Instagram puzzle with 4 out of 9 squares currently posted, and I’m not even going to take a guess as to what the finished product will be as of now, but I think it’s a really cool idea for the Even character to do something artsy and mysterious like that, and a fun way to tease the audience.

There was talk about how good Maxence’s acting was, with some divided opinions. I thought his acting was fine for his first clip. IDK how good he’ll end up being with the heavier material of the season, but he seems to have a lot of energy, which is something I find really important with Even, and he had a weird charm that felt right for the character. I know I saw some stuff that he sounded awkward to French speakers.

After the party clip I wrote something like “I really like the boy squad so far!” and it should be clear that my opinion changed to have one glaring exception by the end of the episode, lmao.

I’m already done with Basile, like we had 3 clips with him in it and 2.5 of them had him being obnoxious and creepy about girls. I say 2.5 because I thought he was OK the first time I saw the party clip, just an awkward goober dude, and then later clips retroactively ruined him in that one. The other two clips had a rather large focus on his desperation over girls, like I know basically nothing about Arthur so far, and Yann hasn’t done much yet this season, but I’ve heard a shit ton about Basile being gross. They have plenty of time to redeem him or tone him down, but I hope it happens fast. And Daphne is my favorite character so the thought of her hooking up with him makes me shudder.

That’s one disadvantage of them filming two seasons at once, though ... if they keep up his shtick and people dislike it, they can’t tone it later in the season or in S4 because it’s already filmed.

Overall I thought the use of music has improved. Some scenes started with silence! I liked that song at the very end!

Opinion of unknown popularity: I’m tired of the promo and behind the scenes stuff already.

Skam France is not the only remake that has done this, but it felt like they went on promo overload with this season, no doubt to build hype since the original S3 was such a hit, and I mean, from the perspective that they want people to watch and comment and like and subscribe … yeah, certainly I get it! But one thing that made Skam so special to watch was the lack of promo, the total immersion in the story. Completely not knowing what was coming, having no idea about what happens next. It was very unusual compared to almost every other TV show.

Right now it feels like they’re operating under the idea that everyone has seen the original show. Certainly fandom makes this assumption a lot of the time, but it’s one thing for fandom to do it and another for the director/writers/actors/marketing team to assume it? And I can’t help but feel that this spoils some of the effect of the season. S3, especially in the beginning, relied on a lot of ambiguity that kept you guessing. It was firmly locked into Isak’s POV, so when he doubted Even liked him, so did many of the viewers. We didn’t know that Even was mentally ill at the beginning of the season. We didn’t know Even noticed Isak on his first day of school. We didn’t know Even had a girlfriend. All this promo is giving away so much.

That’s actually an issue I have with the Eliott trailer, because as cool as I find the idea of finally getting that first-day-of-school POV, and although I think it’s a well-made trailer, it does remove a lot of the ambiguity regarding Eliott’s feelings toward Lucas, something that goes a long way toward establishing tension and putting us firmly in Lucas’ head, especially in the early episodes. For example, if Eliott turns out to have a girlfriend, we still know that he does have some feelings for Lucas - we saw Lucas grab his attention in the trailer. Whereas when Isak learns about Sonja, he doubts whether these moments he shared with Even were really what he thought they were, whether Even is actually into him - and the audience can doubt with him, because we don’t know any more than Isak. It doesn’t matter a ton to me as someone who’s seen Isak’s story, but what about someone who hasn’t?

Like I’m just imagining being a French viewer who has never seen the original show - you’d already know so much about where the story is headed just from the promo material. (How much of the audience is made up of total newbies who haven’t seen Skam, anyway?)

Of course, we don’t know how the changes in the story will be affected by spoilers, so perhaps there is a lot that we still won’t see coming. But honestly I would rather just watch the whole season and then get all of the behind the scenes goodies when it’s done. Especially because they’re saying that they’ve changed so much about this season - it would be great to go into that without any hints or spoilers.

I mean I love getting Skam interviews, bloopers, and scripts now, but I’m really glad it’s well after the show ended rather than while the season was airing. I remember the experience of watching live and not knowing where the story was going, and I really think that has a lot to do with Skam’s overall success and intense audience engagement. Some of the remakes have also done this -��Skam España S1 and Druck S2 were/are divergent enough from the original seasons that it was exciting to wait for clips not knowing what to expect all the time. But I’m just imagining if Julie was posting a ton of explanations and hints during S3, and if that wouldn’t take a lot of the suspense and fun out of the experience.

Obviously the people involved are extremely proud of making this season, and want to share that love with everybody, so I don’t want to sound like an ass and complain about what they should or should not do. I know, I know, the solution is not to look at the extra material. It’s all optional and for the people who want to read it, everyone else can avoid it. But I’m thinking the best way to do that is just to avoid the tags and discussion of the show, because it felt pretty widely discussed and circulated. Anyway.

This episode on the whole was better than what we saw from S1 and S2 on average. Honestly, there are still some of the same directing weaknesses - not huge things, just like … stuff I would tweak, showing cause and effect, getting from Point A to Point B type stuff. But they’re not as pronounced so I think they can pull it together. I do think this season is going to be better than Skam France’s first two seasons.

I am not French so feel free to clarify or correct me if I misunderstood something.

If you got this far, thank you for reading!

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rowdy-revenant · 8 years ago

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Fall an Angel, Rise a Human - Part One

[prologue] [general masterlist]

Words: 1200+

Pairing: hunter!Gadreel x reader

Chapter summary: The Winchesters run into an old... friend?

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“Why do we have to suit up while Y/N does the cool stuff?” Dean asked his brother.

��Because you lost a bet. Stop being a sore loser.” Sam answered. “So what if you don’t get to check out the house right away?”

“So what? So Y/N gets to check out a freaking haunted house while we’re stuck here in suits.” Dean grumbled.

“You know what?” Sam asked.

“What?”

“Suck it up.” Sam said, patting Dean’s arm before they got to the crime scene.

“Agents Manns and Moran, FBI.” Dean announced, approaching the sheriff.

The balding man sighed. “More of you? Look, I already told your buddy from the office over there everything.”

“Buddy?” Sam asked.

“Yeah, says his name’s Ballard.” The sheriff answered.

Sam and Dean exchanged glances. Dean shrugged, and they walked in the direction of another man clad in a suit.

“Think he's a hunter or an actual fed?” Dean asked.

“I hope to god it’s a hunter…” Sam replied.

The figure in a suit was talking to a woman, mother of the victim most likely. Tears ran down her face as she recounted her story. The man in front of her, back to the Winchesters, handed over a tissue.

“Such a gentleman,” She sniffed.“Thank you.”

“It’s quite alright, madam. Those are all the questions I have for you today.” He said in a familiar voice. He passed her something else, a business card. “Do call if you remember anything else.”

The mother nodded and the man in the suit turned. The short brown hair, sharp jawline, tone a little too formal for this day and age, it was all very familiar.

“Gadreel?” Dean asked in disbelief.

Gadreel’s eyes widened when he caught sight of the brothers. They expected him to run, maybe even attack. But he just smiled.

“Sam, Dean, it’s been years.” Gadreel said, walking up to the hunters. “I take it you’re here for the disappearance case.”

“Well um… yeah. But why- how are you even here?” Dean spluttered.

Gadreel frowned slightly. He knew with the profession of hunting he'd run into Sam and Dean again sooner or later, it wasn’t a shock that it was now. He could tell that a lot of questions were coming. “I'll explain it all over lunch if you would like to join me.”

Sam looked over at his brother, who shrugged. “Sure.”

Gadreel smiled again. “Wonderful. I believe there's a diner around the corner. Shall we go there?” He asked.

“Sounds good to us, I guess.” Sam replied.

They followed the angel to a nearby diner, saying nothing as they got a booth and sat down. A couple minutes were spent in silence, reading the menu and making sure the angel in front of them wasn’t a shared hallucination.

“So,” Said a waitress, snapping Sam and Dean out of their trance when it was time to place an order. “What’ll it be?”

“Uh... garden salad and a coffee.” Sam ordered.

“Double cheeseburger with extra fries for me, sweetheart.” Dean followed, winking at the waitress.

Gadreel folded his menu, stacking it neatly on top of the others and passing them over to the server. “A stack of pancakes, side of bacon and eggs.”

“And how do you like those?” the waitress asked, smiling at Gadreel and ignoring all of Dean's advances.

“Sunny side up, please.” He replied politely.

She smiled and headed to the kitchen with the three orders.

Sam was the first to break the ice. “So years ago, back in Heaven, you sort of-”

“Exploded.” Dean interrupted.

“Dean!”

Gadreel undid his tie, taking it off and tucking it away in his jacket pocket to avoid getting it stained. “It's quite alright, Sam. He is correct.”

“So how the hell are you back?” Sam asked.

“I've heard stories if my brother, Castiel, sacrificing himself many times yet returning again and again after God rebuilt him.” Gadreel retold. “Are they true?”

“Yeah. The big man upstairs has been generous with Cas.” Dean acknowledged.

“Well, the same happened after my death. Only instead of grace and wings, with flesh and blood.” Gadreel explained.

“Wait,” Sam said. “As in you're human?”

Gadreel nodded. “I'm not sure how much my father would like me to reveal, but yes. I have been for over three years.”

The brothers in the booth across from him weren't sure what to reply with. Congratulations? Condolences? The question of ‘does that make you three years old or do your angel years still count?’

“So out of any career in the world, you chose hunting.” Dean said, raising an eyebrow.

“Indeed.”

“Why?”

“Why? Well, why do you do it?” Gadreel asked. “To help those in need. To continue the mission I was intended to do and redeem myself from my past mistakes.”

“Plenty of those to go around…” Dean mumbled before Sam shot him an icy glare.

“Please, I know I've gone wrong, especially to you, Sam. But this is my second chance to make things right.” The hunter explained.

The grim conversation ended abruptly once the food arrived and warm plates were placed in front of the men. Dean seemed to perk up a little at the sight of the cholesterol nightmare, Sam got to pouring dressing, and Gadreel picked up his silverware.

Gad admired his plate for a bit. “It's fascinating when you think about it. The effort and energy behind your food, the chemistry it took to make it the way it is, the intense combination of flavours-”

“Shut up and eat your bacon before I do, dude.” Dean said with a mouthful of burger.

The once angel smiled and began to eat.

“But Gadreel?” Dean continued. “Feel free to work the case with us.”

You waited by the dirt road outside the old farmhouse, watching as the impala pulled closer. But this time, for some reason or another, it was followed by an old, black, and slightly rusted land cruiser jeep.

Your moved your arm behind you, hand hovering over the gun tucked into your belt. Just in case.

Sam got out the car, Dean followed suit right after. They walked up to you, before the door to the jeep opened and a man you’d never seen before stepped out.

The man was clearly a hunter. He wore jeans, stained with mud and dried blood, knees worn and edges frayed. His shirt was loose and partially covered in a leather jacket, but didn’t hide the fact that the guy was built like a tank. A shotgun was held tightly in his hand, ready to fire rounds of salt.

But more than that, he had the eyes of a hunter. Eyes that told you he could handle a weapon. Eyes that told you he’d been through hell, possibly in a literal sense.

“Y/N, this is Gadreel.” Sam said, introducing the mystery man to you. “He’s working the case too.”

Gadreel smiled at you and in that moment, you forgot how to speak. “Uhhhhhhh…”

Sam cleared his throat. “So, the house?”

“Right! The house.” You remembered. “I talked to the neighbours, nobody will touch the place apart from on a dare. Gotta be haunted.”

Gadreel nodded. “Then we had better take care of that.”

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winchesters-imagine · 8 years ago

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Sam Winchester x Reader - It’s Hard Being an Agent

Imagine finding a case in a university in Pasadena, California, and having to interview Sheldon and co. Unfortunately, Sheldon makes it difficult to talk to. Beta’d by the wonderful @senselesssamii <3

A/N: For @thing-you-do-with-that-thing ‘s favorite things challenge - my prompt was the Big Bang Theory, but I’ve set it before Bernadette and Amy are introduced x I also did something a little different with the format of this one, so feedback on it would be appreciated x

Word Count: 2,326 Warnings: none x

“Found a case!” Sam’s voice snaps you out of your thoughts as he slaps a few sheets of paper onto the wooden table in front of you.

“Where?” You ask, looking over the evidence photos and case files. “Pasadena, California. Looks like the cops are already looking into it, though,” Sam replies.

"What do you think it is?" You ask. "From here, it looks like a vengeful spirit, but get this: it’s in a University and so far, it’s only killed scientists from there," Sam explains. You nod along to what he says.

“Any witnesses?” You ask, wondering if you have to prepare yourself for any major social interaction with a stranger. “Yeah, actually - one of the scientists working in the lab at the time; his name is Dr. Sheldon Cooper, and-heh-” Sam pauses to let out a short chuckle. “Apparently, he pulled out one of his lightsabers and started swinging at the ghost,” He smirks.

“So, the witness is a super-nerd-physicist?” You ask, eyebrow raised. Sam nods with a smile across his face.

“Dean’s gonna enjoy this,” You mutter under your breath. “Where did this guy even keep his lightsabers?”

You gather the papers in your hands and stand up. "We'll go in five?" You ask, earning a nod from Sam, who also gives Dean (who was in his room) a heads up.

"I call shotgun!" You call as you make your way to the Impala, expertly cutting in front of Sam before he reaches the door.

He sighs and rolls his eyes before giving in and sliding into the back seat. You fistbump the air in victory, making Dean chuckle, as you climb in next to him.

"So, Pasadena, huh?" Dean attempts to make small talk, as silence had fallen over everyone in the car.

"The most promising one we found — we have to check it out to make sure though," You say.

Dean looks over at you with an eyebrow raised. "So what are we going to do if there is no case? Which means that I'm going to drive for twenty two hours for nothing?" Dean half questions himself. "Chill, Dean-o. We could sightsee for a few days, right?" You earned some noise of approval from Sam behind you, but Dean still seems unconvinced.

It turned out that the three of you rotated driving duty. The person in shotgun was up next to drive, and whoever was in the backseat had the perfect place to sleep.

You all didn’t have to stop at a motel, as you got sleep when you weren’t driving.

You arrived at Caltech late the next day - very late- so you decide to drive a few blocks away to check into a motel and sleep before interviewing Sheldon.

“Hopefully Sheldon’s taking a day or few off due to shock,” You sigh, not really wanting to look for him in a place full of scientists saying that it’s ‘not logical’ for ghosts to exist, etc etc.

You drop your bag onto one of the beds and sit on it, taking your shoes off and lying down. It was a decent room, better than the other ones you’ve had to sleep in. No stains on carpet, ceiling, or bedding. The bathroom is also comfortably spotless.

“Maybe it’ll make this guy feel better if we tell him about the time where we Star Trek IV’d a phoenix,” Dean says sarcastically. You roll your eyes as you make your way to the bathroom to brush your teeth.

You walk back in a few minutes later to Dean and Sam having a very intense conversation, from the way it looked. Sam’s eyebrows are furrowed and his face is flushing, and Dean has his arms folded, also joining the ‘furrowed-eyebrows’ club.

“Am I interrupting something?” You ask. Sam looks at you, looking slightly startled. “No, ‘course not. Let’s go sleep. Mind if I share?” He asks, speaking a little faster than usual. You shrug it off, too tired to care. “Go for it,” You shrug, sliding into bed, not bothering to get changed.

You feel the bed dip behind you, and as your breathing evens out, you smile softly at the arm which has found itself around your waist.

“Alright, lovebirds! Wake up! One of you lucky two can interview Dr. Cooper today! I’m going to get coffee.”

You hear the door slam and pry your eyes open, Dean’s volume harshly waking you up. Dean and his teasing. He could easily be mistaken for a fanboy shipper with all of the times he’s hinted at you and Sam’s ‘chemistry’ in public.

You prop yourself up and look down at Sam, who’s starting to stretch. You dodge an arm that’s heading in your direction and chortle, getting his attention.

“Sorry ‘bout that,” He says in a low voice.

Damn, Sam in the mornin- Y/N! Not on the job! ... He’s still waiting for an answer...

You’re so caught up in your own thoughts, you don’t notice Sam waiting for a reply.

“Oh! It’s alright,” You smile, swinging your legs over the bed and digging in your duffel for your FBI clothes.

Saved it.

You pull them out and walk into the bathroom to get changed. At some point in your time getting changed, Dean arrived back with coffee for all of you.

“Morning, De,” You say, grabbing a jacket and collecting your coffee. Dean was in the middle of taking a large gulp of coffee when you greeted him, so he gave you a thumbs up to return the greeting.

“Okay, I have a point to make,” You say as soon as the idea jumps into your head. You turn to Sam and Dean, who are watching you intently. “This guy is a super-nerd, so our agent names might not just slip by,” You point out, mainly referring to Hamil, Fisher and Ford.

“Right...” Sam trails off as he thinks carefully.

“We could use the ones we have with super common names,” You suggest.

“Ah! I’ve got the perfect ones,” Dean winks, going into his duffel and opening some sort of side pocket inside.

He approaches you with an I.D that has the last name ‘Green’. You shrug in approval, and glance up at Sam, who’s expression has turned into one of panic, and Dean is standing next to him with a smug smirk on his face.

“Dude, not again. I am not using this I.D!” Sam insists in a hushed voice, as if talking in his normal voice would suddenly be too loud. “Why not?” You ask as Dean’s grin grew wider.

“Because it says Bikini Inspector on it!” Sam exclaims, still in a hushed voice. You allow yourself to laugh once before rolling your eyes to look at Dean.

“Seriously?” You say, almost deadpanning him if it weren’t for the insistent smile trying to creep onto your face. “Okay. I’m kidding, Sammy! Here’s your real one,” Dean swiftly swaps out Sam’s I.D for a different one.

“Yeah, Green’s good,” Sam shrugs, flipping his I.D shut and grabbing his jacket, leading the way out.

Your head snaps in Dean’s direction. “Really?” You whisper shout. Dean only shrugs with a proud smirk on his face -that you don’t see- before sipping his coffee again as you speed up your walk.

“That smirk better find its way off of your face before we reach Cooper’s place, Dean,” You call behind you, knowing Dean well enough to assume he was smirking.

Dean’s face falls slack, and he freezes for a split second before trailing after you and Sam as you all make your way to the apartment building where Sheldon lived.

When you arrive, you open the door to the apartment building, surprised that it’s unlocked and that there aren’t any intercom buttons for the apartments.

“Which one does he live in?” You ask Sam. “Uh, 4A.”

You make your way to the elevator, and freeze when you see ‘Out of Order’ tape is across the doors in an ‘X’ shape.

“Uuagh,” You groan quietly, starting the long trek up the stairs.

You read ‘3A’ on the next door you see and sigh in relief, before looking up and almost walking into an attractive blonde woman rushing down the stairs in a Cheesecake Factory uniform.

“Sorry!” The word fall out of your mouth as you freeze in your tracks. You feel hands on your shoulders that gently pull you backwards, away from the very near proximity.

“It’s fine, don’t worry! I just gotta get to work so..,” She trails off with an awkward smile as you step to the side, watching her race down the stairs with Dean’s gaze on her ass.

“Earth to Dean! We’re on the job. Wait until we’re done,” You say sarcastically, taking one of Sam’s hands off of your shoulders and pulling him up the last two flights of stairs.

Thankfully, the next apartment you see is apartment 4A, and you knock on the door three times.

You shift your weight for a few minutes until the door opens, revealing a man much shorter than Sam and Dean with black glasses and slightly tousled hair.

He was wearing a red plaid unzipped hoodie over a shirt with The Flash’s emblem on the front, all underneath a simple brown jacket.

He nervously looks you and the Winchester’s up and down, clearly noticing the FBI related clothing you were all wearing.

“Hi, uhh, can I help you?” He asks nervously. You manage to glance past him into his apartment, and you see two other men sitting around a table with a chess game on it - only, it looked like chess for three people.

“Yes, we’re Agents Thompson, Green, and Green, FBI,” Dean takes the lead as you all show the man your badges. “Oh,” The man standing at the door is clearly shocked. Shocked so much that he’s completely frozen.

“Uh, may we come in?” Sam asks after you all flash your badges at him. “Oh, yes, yes of course,” He stammers a little as you all file in, hearing the door shut behind you.

The two men around the table looked up. One was Asian, and looked like a deer in headlights for some reason, and the other was pretty pale, and you didn’t really like the way he looks at you.

“Why are you here, if I could ask?” The man asks. “You don’t have to be nervous. We’re here to talk to Sheldon Cooper. He does live here, right?” You say. The man had an unreadable expression on his face. Amusement? Shock? A mix of the two?

The three men all rolled their eyes and looked at each other for a second, before sighing dramatically and all yelling “Sheldon!”

You raise an eyebrow in confusion, and the man who opened the door looks your way apologetically.

“All of us shouting for him makes him feel important, otherwise he won’t come,” He says. “I’m Leonard, by the way,” He holds out a hand for you to shake nervously.

You begin to introduce yourself before the man giving you a strange look got up in the blink of an eye, shoving Leonard to the side and replacing Leonard’s hand with his.

“Hi. Howard. Is your name Wi-fi? Because I’m feeling a connection,” He smirks. You feel slightly ill, before covering it up by raising an eyebrow and snorting- you have your sights set on another man. You turn around to look at Sam, who unfurrows and raises his eyebrows, overall looking a little offended, which raises your hopes slightly as you reply to Howard.

“The only connection you’ll be feeling is my fist with your face,” You say as politely as you can, taking his hand and shaking it. You feel a little bad when his face falls, but you remember that you’re supposed to be FBI, and they’d probably reply in the same way.

You hear suppressed laughter from around the room and you smirk proudly to yourself before hearing footsteps making their way down the hallway.

You see that they belong to a tall, thin man, who looks like he’s wearing the Green Lantern emblem on his shirt- you assume that this is Sheldon.

“What’s going on?” He asks, expression turning into one of confusion. “I’m Agent Green, FBI. These are my partners, Agents Green and Thompson,” Sam says,

“We’re here to talk about the ‘ghost’ sighting from a few days ago,” Dean states. “I’ve already spoken to the cops and they didn’t believe me. Why would you?” Sheldon shoots. “Try us,” You raise an eyebrow.

He thinks for a moment, before he began explaining what happened.

“Before you saw ‘it’, did you feel any cold spots, or see any flickering lights?” Sam asks. “Even if I did, what difference would it make? Everyone knows that cold spots are just fluctuations in temperature, and the flickering lights could be a result of another scientist in the building using all the power for one of their experiments,” He sounds a little offended, but you’re sure that it’s just the vibe that he’s giving off.

“So you did?” Sam prompts. Sheldon looks like he’s refusing to reply. “Dr. Cooper, withholding information from federal agents is an offence we take very seriously,” Sam says seriously. A few quiet ‘oohs’ came from his friends, who are watching this exchange like a game of tennis. First to the three of you, then back to Sheldon.

“Alright! Yes, I did,” Sheldon gives in. “Did you notice anything else strange?” Dean asks. Sheldon shakes his head, before making his way to the kitchen and making himself a drink.

“Well, thank you for your time,” Dean thanks as you all leave.

The door shuts with a small click and you all breathe a sigh of relief.

“Thank god that’s over,” Dean mutters, walking down the stairs. “It’s hard being FBI agents,” You pinch the bridge of your nose as both you and Sam follow.

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profounddestinyhunter · 7 years ago

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Pilot (Part 3): Water Under the Bridge

A/N: A year without posting she comes back with part three! ….Yeah, I’m deeply sorry everyone that I’ve been gone for so long. Life was kinda kicking my ass. I do want to make it clear that I will be continuing this story, it’s still a passion of mine. With that said, I want to thank everyone that stuck with me since the beginning. Thank you, truly, for putting up with me. Please enjoy part three! Word count is: 4,374

Knowing Sam was now on board with the search, Dean popped the trunk of the Impala and the spare-tire compartment. He propped it open with a shotgun as he dug around the clutter in the arsenal.

“All right, let’s see, where the hell did I put that thing?” Dean voiced to himself.

Sam and you moved closer towards the trunk to get a better view of what he was searching for. Always the curious one, Sam decided to ask something that has been bugging him since his brother told him the news of their father. “So when Dad left, why didn’t you go with him?”

Dean didn’t bother glancing up from his work. “I was working my own gig. This, uh, voodoo thing, down in New Orleans.”

Raising your eyebrows, you couldn’t believe what Dean said. Was he not going to mention that you worked cases with him? Granted the two of you had a sort of falling out and he was probably only informing Sam what he was doing when their Dad disappeared. But still. It stung a little that Dean neglected to tell his little brother that tidbit.

Sam shifted on his feet. “Dad let you go on a hunting trip by yourself?”

Turning towards Sam, he gave him an incredulous look. “I’m twenty-six, dude.”

You rolled your eyes. “Great, and I’m twenty-one. Now that we established that we’re all adults, can you show us the case?”

With a chuckle from Sam and a glare from Dean, the older Winchester pulled out some papers from a folder. He explained how each report was about men who had all gone missing on the same five-mile stretch of road in the past twenty years just outside of Jericho.

Dean picked up a hand held tape recorder and pressed play. “Dean,” John’s voice cut through the static, “something big is starting to happen… I need to try and figure out what’s going on. It may… Be very careful, Dean. We’re all in danger.”

Turns out there was an EVP on the recording. “All right. I slowed the message down, I ran it through a gold wave, took out the hiss, and this is what I got,” Dean said.

The woman’s voice cracked through the recorder and eerily whispered. “I can never go home.”

Wanting to look over the case some more you took the files from Dean before he could put them back in the trunk.

“You know, in almost two years I’ve never bothered you, never asked you for a thing,” Dean started as he leaned against the now closed trunk.

That was your cue to give the brothers some time to talk. With papers in hand, you leafed through them as you walked trying to find any kind of connection. This proved rather difficult when the cool crisp air finally hit you. The missing person reports couldn’t even distract you enough from the shivers that kept coursing through your body. Your short trek through the empty parking lot ended quickly and you found yourself heading back towards the boys.

“It’s a law school interview, and it’s my whole future on a plate,” Sam stated slowly, completely done with whatever they were discussing.

Dean nodded his head and smirked. “Law school?”

“So we got a deal or not?” Sam waited patiently for a response he never received.

***

Currently, you were occupying the front seat of the car as Dean stopped for gas and Sam rifled through Dean’s cardboard box filled with cassette tapes. You bolted at the opportunity to sit in Dean’s normal spot so you could catch up with Sam.

“That’s awesome Sam. You’re a shoo-in.” You playfully punched his shoulder in congratulations.

His lips twitched into a sheepish smile. “Well, I’m not a lawyer yet.” Sam paused his digging through the cassette box to fully face you. “So how are you, (Y/N)? You’ve been kinda quiet.”

“Yeah,” you shrugged. “I’m alright, maybe a little tired.”

Sam tilted his head to the side as he watched you. Even after all these years apart he could still detect when you weren’t yourself. “I hope you’re not pushing yourself too hard on hunts again, (Y/N).”

“Quite the opposite actually.” A nervous laugh escaped through your lips. “I’ve been taking a break from hunting.”

Obviously not expecting that, Sam’s brows shot up in surprise. A bunch of emotions flickered across his face until he settled on confusion.

You cut him off quickly as you saw Dean walking out from the gas station mart. “I’ll tell you later.”

Sam sported a pouty frown but nodded regardless.

“Hey! You two want breakfast?” Dean asked with a granola bar sticking out of his mouth and an array of junk food in his arms as he walked up beside the pump the Impala was parked at.

Sam glanced at the unhealthy food choices and rolled his eyes. “No, thanks.”

Dean held up the items directing his gaze at you this time. The car door squeaked open, alerting to him that you wanted breakfast. The granola bar he was holding in his mouth was tossed in your direction, effectively hitting you in the face.

“Seriously, Dean?” You scoffed, moving out of the car to pick up the granola bar off the ground.

“It got you out of the front seat, didn’t it?” He smirked as you slipped into the back of the car.

Still looking at the box of cassette tapes, Sam cut off the comeback you were thinking of giving Dean. “So how’d you pay for that stuff? You and Dad still running credit card scams?”

“Yeah, well, hunting ain’t exactly a pro ball career,” Dean replied as he filled the Impala’s gas tank. “Besides, all we do is apply. It’s not our fault they send us the cards.” He placed the nozzle back on the side of the pump after the tank was filled.

“Yeah? And what names did you write on the application this time?” Sam retorted, letting the box rest on his lap while he shifted himself back into the car and shut the door.

“Uh, Burt Aframian.” Dean climbed into the driver seat, placing his soda and chips down next to him. “And his son, Hector. Scored two cards out of the deal.”

“Hector is a nice name, we should start calling you that,” You teased from the backseat.

A short laugh escaped Sam before he turned to the box on his lap. “I swear, man, you’ve gotta update your cassette tape collection.” He shook his head.

Dean spoke with a mix of hurt and disbelief. “Why?”

“Well, for one, they’re cassette tapes. And two,” Sam held up each tape for every band he named. “Black Sabbath? Motorhead? Metallica?”

Snatching that last plastic case from his little brother, Dean popped the tape from its cover and into the player.

“It’s the greatest hits of mullet rock,” Sam said with finality.

Not wanting Sam to think you agreed with him, you leaned over the front seat right in between the two brothers and cranked the volume almost completely up. Returning to your original spot, you managed to send Sam a mischievous wink.

The older Winchester couldn’t help but laugh at Sam’s face. “Well, house rules, Sammy.” He grinned, starting up the car. “Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole.” AC/DC’s “Back in Black” blared from the speakers as Dean dropped the empty case back in the box.

“You know, Sammy is a chubby twelve-year-old. It’s Sam, okay?” He corrected, struggling to be heard over the music.

Dean whirled one of his fingers around his own ear. “Sorry, I can’t hear you, the music’s too loud.” He smirked as he drove off to the sound of Brian Johnson’s vocals and your laughter.

***

Laying your head against the Impala door you watched the scenery and a sign that read “JERICHO 7” whizz by, as Sam wrapped up his phone call.

“Thank you,” Sam spoke, shutting his phone before sharing what he learned. “All right. So, there’s no one matching Dad at the hospital or morgue. So that’s something, I guess.”

Dean glanced at his brother for a split second before directing his gaze back on the road. Your eyes flitted between the brothers trying to gauge what they were feeling based on this news. If it weren’t for the music playing, the car would have been dead quiet.

“Check it out,” Dean announced, nodding his head towards the bridge that was ahead. Several policemen and police cars milled around the area. The Impala pulled to a stop and the three of you just watched the scene on the bridge for a couple of minutes. The car shuddered to a stop when Dean turned the engine off and reached for the glove compartment. Upon opening the compartment, Dean revealed a box which contained an outrageous number of ID cards with both his and John’s faces on them. As the older Winchester sorted through all the fake cards, you could’ve sworn you saw a card with Sam’s face that said “bikini inspector” on it.

After being deemed appropriate, Sam and yourself received the cards from Dean. Observing the I.D. you noticed it was an older picture of yourself by how young you looked. You huffed out a laugh at that. “The amount of illegal stuff I’ve done with you two assholes is gonna come back and bite me in the ass, I can feel it.”

“Shut up,” Dean replied with a scoff and an eye roll. He nudged his little brother who snorted at his terrible comeback, smiling in spite of himself. A final shake of the head and Dean voiced, “Let’s go.”

***

The bridge was bustling with officers, the whole place was crawling with men in uniform. Many of them were investigating the car above and some were below searching in the river. So many police officers in one area made you uneasy.

One officer, a Deputy, near the edge of the bridge leaned over and yelled down towards the murky water. “You guys find anything?” He questioned.

“No! Nothing!” The police diver shouted up as a response.

The officer turned his attention away from the water to the car sat in the middle of the bridge. Judging by the police tape surrounding it, you assumed it was missing person’s ride. A second Deputy was rifling around at the driver’s side of said car when his colleague approached him.

“No sign of struggle, no footprints, no fingerprints. Spotless. It’s almost too clean.” He explained as the three of you approached, the boys exuding a lot more confidence than you. You let out a shaky breath, suddenly nervous. The months of not hunting finally catching up to you.

The Deputy outside the car decided to strike up a conversation. “So, this kid Troy. He’s dating your daughter, isn’t he?”

“Yeah.”

“How’s Amy doing?”

“She’s putting up missing posters downtown.”

You made a mental note of that name just as the boys and you approached the car. Dean took the lead and spoke first. “You fellas had another one like this just last month, didn’t you?”

The Deputy turned at the new voice. “And who are you three?”

Swifty, the three of you flashed your badges in unison. You shocked yourself by how smooth that went. Thank God for muscle memory.

“Federal marshals,” Dean explained, putting away his badge.

“You three are a little young for marshals, aren’t you?” The Deputy questioned suspiciously.

With a short laugh, Dean brushed it off quickly. “Thanks, that’s awfully kind of you.”

Well, fuck. If he thought Sam and Dean looked young, you were screwed. You tried not to squirm under the scrutinizing gaze from the Deputy. Gathering yourself, you followed the older Winchester’s lead. “You did have another one just like this, correct?”

He nodded. “Yeah, that’s right. About a mile up the road. There’ve been others before that.”

“So, this victim, you knew him?” Sam threw in as his brother circled around the car trying to examine it.

The man nodded again. “Town like this, everybody knows everybody.”

Still looking at the car Dean asked, “Any connection between the victims?”

“Besides that they’re all men?” You added.

“No. Not so far as we can tell,” He responded with a shake of his head.

“So what’s the theory?” Sam questioned, moving over to stand beside Dean across from you.

“Honestly, we don’t know. Serial murder? Kidnapping ring?” The Deputy listed off the potential possibilities.

“Well, that is exactly the kind of crack police work I’d expect out of you guys.” With a tight-lipped smile, you continued to stare straight ahead pretending that you didn’t just hear Dean say that. Trying to regain hold of the conversation you sent a desperate look towards Sam, hoping he could fix this situation. Unfortunately, Sam only made things worse by being very obvious and stomped on Dean’s foot. After you witnessed this happen, you could feel your eye twitch as you held onto the last of your composure.

“Thank you for your time. Gentlemen,” Sam smiled forcefully, starting to walk away with Dean on his heels and you in tow. You were still acting casual in case the Deputies were watching. No need to attract any more attention to yourselves.

“What the hell, De-” You started, but were cut off after Dean smacked the back of Sam’s head.

“Ow! What was that for?!”

“Why’d you have to step on my foot?”

“Why do you have to talk to the police like that?”

“Knock it off you two!” You hissed, having had enough of their childish behavior. Walking ahead, Dean turned and stopped in front of Sam. This caused you to stumble into Sam’s back when he paused.

“Come on. They don’t really know what’s going on. We’re all alone on this. I mean, if we’re going to find Dad we’ve got to get to the bottom of this thing ourselves.” As Dean ranted, he had failed to notice a Sheriff and two FBI agents looming behind him. The older Winchester spun around after Sam cleared his throat and you kept throwing glances over his shoulder.

“Can I help you boys? Ma’am?” The Sheriff asked, brows raised and a nod of acknowledgment in your direction as he spoke.

“No, sir, we were just leaving,” You answered. The brothers followed behind you, as you lead them back to the Impala.

Your eyes almost rolled to the back of your head as you heard Dean mutter behind you. “Agent Mulder. Agent Scully.”

***

The next stop on the list was downtown Jericho. The three of you hoped to find Amy, the missing man’s girlfriend, and ask her what she knew. You were in luck because you had spotted her putting up missing person posters by the Highland Movie Theater.

Amy had agreed to answer some questions with her friend Rachel after you had convinced her that you were Troy’s Aunt and Uncles. At first, she was a little confused why Troy had never mentioned any Aunts or Uncles to her. Thinking on the fly, you reassured her that the three of you lived up in Modesto and weren’t around much.

“Oh, that makes sense,” she nodded. “We should talk somewhere more private.” All in agreement with that suggestion, the five of you made your way to the little diner that was down the street.

Sam slid into the small booth first, followed by yourself, and then Dean. Rachel and Amy settled opposite from the three of you.

“I was on the phone with Troy.” Amy began, “He was driving home. He said he would call me right back, and… he never did.”

“He didn’t say anything strange, or out of the ordinary?” Sam asked.

Amy shook her head in response. “No. Nothing I can remember.”

While Sam was conversing with Amy, you couldn’t help but stare at her pentagram necklace. About to question her about it, you were silenced when Dean leaned forward and squished you more into Sam’s side.

“Here’s the deal, ladies. The way Troy disappeared, something’s not right. So if you’ve heard anything…” He prompted.

The two girls exchanged a knowing glance with each other, which indicated that they clearly knew something.

“What is it?” Dean questioned.

After another look from Amy, Rachel spoke up, “Well, it’s just… I mean, with all these guys going missing, people talk.”

“What do they talk about?” The three of you asked in perfect unison. There was an awkward pause as Dean glanced at you and Sam. Shrugging your shoulders you gestured for Rachel to continue.

“It’s kind of this local legend. This one girl? She got murdered out on Centennial, like decades ago…” Rachel explained, “Well, supposedly she’s still out there. She hitchhikes, and whoever picks her up? Well, they disappear forever.”

It was clear at that moment that this was definitely your kind of gig. Hopefully, the information the girls provided would be enough to aid the Winchesters and you in research.

***

The three of you made a beeline to the Library not long after the conversation at the diner. Idly spinning around in your chair, you watched Dean struggle to come up with any search results for “Female Murder Hitchhiking”. Dean tried again by replacing a few words, only to end up with the same lack of results. Sam finally lost his patience when Dean attempted another search for what seemed like the millionth time.

“Let me try,” He said, reaching towards the keyboard, only to be smacked away by Dean.

“I got it,” He assured before Sam completely pushed his brother’s chair away from the computer.

“Dude!” Dean protested, smacking his little brother’s shoulder. “You’re such a control freak.” He muttered. The boys continued to harass each other while you took the opportunity to scoot closer to the desk.

“So, I’ve been thinking. Angry spirits are born out of violent death, right?” You started, gaining both Winchesters attention. Receiving a noise of confirmation, you continued. “Well, maybe it’s not murder.”

Sam nodded in understanding, realizing where you were going with this. Typing rapidly you replaced “Murder” with “Suicide” in the search box. The computer finally produced an article titled “Suicide on Centennial” after three excruciating minutes of loading. Turning your chair slightly you threw a cocky smile towards Dean. His only response was an irritated eye roll.

“This was 1981. Constance Welch, twenty-four years old, jumps off Sylvania Bridge, drowns in the river.” Sam scrolled through the newspaper article, eyes searching for more information.

“Does it say why she did it?” Dean asked, leaning closer trying to see the computer.

“Yeah,” Sam replied, “An hour before they found her, she calls 911. Apparently, her two little kids are in the bathtub. She leaves them alone for a minute, and when she comes back, they aren’t breathing. Both die.”

“Jesus,” You murmured.

Dean hummed as Sam quoted part of the article. “'Our babies were gone, and Constance just couldn’t bear it,’ said husband Joseph Welch.” The man mentioned in the paper was pictured next to the Sylvania Bridge, which you recognized as Troy’s crime scene.

“That bridge look familiar to you?” Dean knowingly asked.

“Let’s check it out,” You announced, automatically standing.

***

The Sylvania Bridge at night was a stark contrast to the one you visited during the daytime. There was no longer any police officers yelling or blocking off access to the bridge. The three of you were currently stopped near the side of the bridge. You could clearly hear the roar of the murky water below as you leaned over the metal railing.

“So this is where Constance took the swan dive,” Dean commented.

Sam turned to look at Dean as you continued to try to make out anything through the fog that appeared. “So you think Dad would have been here?” Sam asked.

“Well, he’s chasing the same story and we’re chasing him,” Dean responded, moving away from the railing and slowly making his way across the bridge. Sam, eager to figure out what’s next, closely followed his older brother with you not trailing far behind.

“Okay, so now what?” Sam questioned.

“Now we keep digging until we find him. Might take a while.” Dean answered. Sam immediately stopped walking, Dean and yourself pausing too.

“Dean, I told you, I’ve gotta get back by Monday-”

“Monday. Right. The interview,” Dean interrupted.

“Yeah.”

“Yeah, I forgot. You’re really serious about this, aren’t you? You think you’re just going to become some lawyer? Marry your girl?”

“Maybe. Why not?” Sam shrugged.

“Does Jessica know the truth about you? I mean, does she know about the things you’ve done?”

“No, and she’s not ever going to know,” Sam said seriously, taking a step closer to Dean.

“Well, that’s healthy,” Dean retorted. “You can pretend all you want, Sammy. But sooner or later you’re going to have to face up to who you really are.” The older hunter turned and started walking away from Sam. You watched silently as the discussion quickly turned into a heated argument. For a moment you considered intervening but thought better of it.

“And who’s that?” Sam asked, a couple of steps behind his older brother.

“You’re one of us,” Dean said like it was obvious.

Sam stormed in front of his older brother, effectively stopping him in his tracks. “No. I’m not like you. This is not going to be my life. (Y/N) doesn’t want this to be her life either.”

Dean’s eyes flickered in your direction for a brief second before he focused his attention on Sam. “You have a responsibility to-”

“To Dad? And his crusade? If it weren’t for pictures I wouldn’t even know what Mom looks like. And what difference would it make? Even if we do find the thing that killed her, Mom’s gone. And she isn’t coming back.”

As true as Sam’s point might have been, it was still a shock to hear. A gasp flew from your lips as Dean suddenly grabbed the front of Sam’s hoodie and shoved him against the metal pillar of the bridge.

“Guys, that’s enough!” You shouted, finally leaving your spot and hurrying over to where the two men stood. “Knock it off, Dean,” You hissed, attempting to get him to let go of his younger brother. He didn’t budge at your words. With a huff, you decided to try to pry his fingers off with force.

Dean was silent as your nails clawed at his hands; he was too preoccupied glaring at Sam. “Don’t talk about her like that,” He growled, breaking the silence, not before releasing his brother’s hoodie and stomping off.

Ignoring the fuming Dean, you directed your attention to the younger hunter. “You okay?” You asked Sam, placing a gentle hand on his arm. He nodded at you in response.

“Sam. (Y/N),” Dean called.

Turning around to face the direction Dean was, your eyes scanned along the bridge for what he could possibly be looking at. Then you saw it. Or rather her. Lightly smacking Sam on the arm, you pointed out what could only be described as an apparition. There in all her glory was Constance Welch. Despite the obscuring fog, you could tell it was her based on the picture from the article you read. Her face was blank, partly covered by a mass of tangled dark hair. Her long white dress whipped against her ankles and the railing she stood on.

For a brief moment, her empty eyes bore into yours as if she was trying to say something. Without a sound and no hesitation she let her body fall off the bridge and plummet into the awaiting river below.

The three of you raced over to where Constance previously was, searching to find a trace of her. “Where’d she go?” Dean asked, eyes straining to see in the dark.

“I don’t know,” Sam mumbled.

You sighed, “I think she’s gone, guys.”

As if responding to your statement, two bright headlights were shone at the three of you, illuminating your silhouettes against the otherwise dark bridge. The Impala’s engine suddenly roared to life, startling you. Glancing at the boys, you noticed they were just as confused as you were.

“What the f-” Dean trailed off quietly, drowned out by the constant rumbling of the car.

“Who’s driving your car?” Sam directed at his brother. Wordlessly, Dean dangled the car keys between his fingers, jingling them slightly to prove he had them. He slipped them back into his jacket pocket as his and two other pairs of eyes continued to watch the car with increasing worry.

With a jolt, the Impala surged forward, its intent to run the Winchesters and you over.

Panic flooded through you, the beloved Impala which you considered a safe haven was possessed and speeding towards you. With a rough tug on your jacket, you were pulled out of your thoughts and into motion.

“Go! Go!” Sam yelled, prompting Dean and yourself to run even faster.

You sprinted across the bridge, a couple of steps behind the hunters. Your hair blew rapidly behind you as the cold wind stung your cheeks. Sam and Dean would occasionally look back to see where the car was, while you focused on getting away from said car.

Literally running out of options, you stupidly went the only way you could at this point: off the bridge. The Impala was licking at your heels just as the three of you vaulted over the side of the railing.

Flinging your body sideways, you blindly made an attempt to grab the railing last minute. The rusty metal dug deep into your hands, cutting them like a knife through butter. You screamed as you lost what little grip you had on the railing as the weight of your body pulled you down.

Frantically you reached for something, anything, to latch onto. You had to force your eyes to remain open, otherwise, you weren’t sure you’d be able to open them again.

Your body collided heavily with an iron pole, nearly knocking the wind out of you. You landed painfully on your back an instant later.

From somewhere above, you vaguely heard the car’s tires squealing to a stop, having achieved its goal.

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