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Her eyes lit up as she saw it. The signature impala. Baby, as dean called it. Meg even got to drive it once when they were battling the leviathans. She let out a happy sigh as she knocked on the door. Hopefully Dean would believe her story. The raven haired girl didn’t know how long she had been gone but she knew it was at least a couple of years.

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“How on earth did you get chocolate on the ceiling?”

Castiel couldn't help but look up at the bunker's kitchen ceiling when he heard Dean him on how he managed to get chocolate all over the ceiling." Well you see what happened was..." the Angel said with a quick pause while his attention drifted back down towards Dean only to see some of the now melted chocolate begin to drip down from the ceiling and onto his tan trenchcoat.

" I took Jack out to get some ice creme and when we returned Jack realized they forgot the chocolate syrup and was disappointed so when the two of us got back here, I found a chocolate bar in the fridge and decided to melt some in a pot and the next thing the two of us knew it exploded all over." the angel replied then walked towards the counter so he could get something to wipe the mess off his coat and to clean the mess that was hovering over himself and the older Winchester.

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“Well, still better looking than you so I guess I have that going for me huh, Sammy?”

“Haha, very funny,” Sam mutters sarcastically, rolling his eyes. At least if Dean has the energy for comments like that, he can’t be hurt too badly. Still, Sam pulls out the first aid kit.

“Keep talking like that and I won’t help stitch you up.”

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On Our Own//Realm of Bad Dream

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Sammy took a deep breath and sighed as he stepped into the filthy abandoned house. He had carried with him a tattered old blanket, he had stolen, and a small bag of half-eaten fast food. He didn’t have much and it wouldn’t fill him up but it was all he could get.

“I’m hungry, Gabu.” He whispered softly to the massive wolf walking along side him. The creature rumbled sadly and nuzzled him. It was going to be a cold night and they had to store up their limited resorces if little Sammy was going to surive.

It was these times that he missed his brother even more than usual, which was a lot.

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"How the hell did you do this to yourself?"

It was early evening as Castiel stepped out of his vehicle that he parked outside of the bunker with his right hand pressing down on his right side to stop the blood that was gushing from a wound he received from a demon that attacked him while he was at a convenience store picking up a few things that himself, Sam and Dean would need before they leave on a hunt in the morning that would have them in the forest for a few days to hunt down a few wendigos. As the Angel made it to the door of the bunker he used his free hand to unlock it with the key the brothers had given him in case if he were to ever arrive when they weren't home, once the bunker's door was unlocked he quietly stepped inside and pushed the door closed with his shoulder before heading down the stairs that lead to the library section, Just as he stepped off the last stair he heard a familiar voice asking him on how the hell did he do to himself that would make him return in such a state." Demons..." was all Castiel could respond with before he took a step backward in order to sit down on the last step to catch his breath and put more pressure on the wound because he could feel more blood gushing out of the wound.

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“You look like you could use a hand.”

She spun toward his voice, the wind whipping her long dark hair around her face, her hands still tightly gripping her weapon, having just beheaded a vampire, one of a whole group she’d been after. She hadn’t even realized anyone else was there, too involved in the fight with the vampire. She stared at him, momentarily fearing he was another vampire, one she hadn’t seen with the rest of them but then her eyes caught sight of his weapon which was much like her own.

“You’re a hunter?” She’d accept his help only after she was sure she could trust him.

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