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[ It's been the best holiday season Beverly's ever had. Winter is always magical in New York City, all the movies say so, but like Macy's famous window displays, that feeling always felt trapped behind glass to her. She's always been a bystander, like the whirlwind romance and charm was never meant for someone like her. She knows it's because of the curse Pennywise put on her and the other Losers (and that her awful luck with men was part of that too, without the memories of standing up to her father to help her steer clear), which is why it's so important to them to take the wins where they can and celebrate them as hard as they can. Last year, their first milestone holiday since Derry and their reunion, was good, especially in the wake of her divorce — but it still carried a weight from the summer. The relief — disbelief — to have made it that far gave their gathering an edge, palpable through the laughter and perhaps a little too much drinking. Like they were still waiting for the other shoe to drop, even though their lives were finally back on track, as fragile as they were.

It's been another year since and Beverly has never felt steadier with the course of her life or more at peace. And although her reunions with the Losers are always special, as are her rendezvous with Dean, the past two weeks have been the most memorable to date. She feels like she's been glowing for days, surrounded by the people she loves and who love her between the Winchesters crashing at her place just in time for Christmas and the Losers flying into town to ring in the New Year together. It's the longest stretch of time Beverly and Dean have had together since they started this whole thing between them last November — and the New Year's Eve party at Ben's was the first time her two worlds came together under one roof. (She'd been anxious as fuck about it, but it couldn't have gone better. Even if they opted to keep a few things, like Bev's dabbling in casual hunts, private. One bombshell at a time, okay.)

It's been a few days since that night and only a few hours since she said goodbye to Sam and Dean, back on the road and back to work. But with some of the Losers still hanging around, Beverly doesn't have time to feel too lonely. She's grateful for it, honestly, having their company instead of heading straight to the drawing board. (Fashion Week is next month. Fuck.) Her Christmas tree is still up! It's still vacation time! So after seeing off the Winchesters and getting a little work done, Bev met up with Bill for a late lunch in the Village and now they're back at her apartment for coffee. Because — ]

Fuck, [ she laughs as she ushers Bill into her foyer, shutting and locking the door behind her, ] it's cold. [ She pulls off her gloves, stuffing them in the pockets of her coat before shrugging out of it. ] Good thing we didn't stick around the restaurant, looks like we just beat the snow — geez, [ she says, grimacing at the clouds outside her broad windows. ] Hope the boys don't run into it on the road.

[ Yeah, she's already pulling out her phone to text Dean. ]

Have a seat anywhere! [ Bev hangs up her scarf, wandering over to her kitchen to get the coffee going. There are two abandoned mugs on the breakfast counter, evidence of her houseguests, and she grabs them one-handed. ] Sorry about the mess. Was kind of a crazy morning.

Edited 2020-10-16 04:31 (UTC)

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