Sam hurriedly pulled his duffel out of the closet and started to pack, trying not to freak out.
This hunt was just temporary. Hell, it wasn't even a real hunt! He was just going to help his brother find their Dad, then he'd come back home to Jess.
He looked toward the dresser where Jess' engagement ring was hidden and smiled, soothed by its sweet promise, the promise of a future filled with love. A life with Jess.
Hearing her coming down the hall, Sam shoved his gun to the bottom of the bag.
Everything would be fine.
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MeAzrael: Thanks, sweetie, for reminding me that I still have Supernatural stories to write.
