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AN1: This little plot bunny came to me when I had a semi-similar occurrence a few weeks ago. LOL :)
AN2: This takes place a little while after 1x06 "Skin"
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Lost in Communication
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"Dean?"
"Sam! Where are you?" Dean practically yelled through the receiver. Coming back to an empty motel room, with Sam gone and no note... oh yeah. Dean was freaking out.
"I just left the morgue... look, we've got it all wrong... it's a Skinwa-"
Beep. Beep. Beep.
"SAM?" Dean checked his cell, and quickly redialled Sam's number.
The number you have dialled is unavailable at present. Please try again later.
Dean grabbed the Impala's keys and shuffled through his gear for his silver bullets. He loaded his COLT 1911 with the rounds, chambering the first. 'I'm coming to get you, Sammy.'
He's halfway to the Impala when he redials Sam's number one last time.
Please try again later.
"DAMN IT!"
Knock. Knock. Knock.
"Uh... where're you going?" Sam asks, appearing at the passenger door with a quizzical look on his face, trying the Impala's door handle. He climbed in and shut the door.
The older brother checked his cell, looked from his cell, back to Sam, back to his cell. "WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?" Dean snapped, white-knuckling the steering wheel.
Sam shrugged, "Oh... yeah, I forgot to charge my cell last night..."
It's a good thing Sam's his little brother.
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Thanks for reading!