-1"Where are we going Dean?" Sam asked sitting rather bored on the passenger side of the Impala.
"I told you, we need some more ammo for our weapons. So we're going to the gun shop in town." Sam rolled his eyes, they didn't need ammo Sam had checked awhile before. There was a gun store in this town, apparently with some 'awesome' guns as the town folk had said. Sam knew it would only be a limited time until Dean decided to drag them both there.
It was going to happen sooner or later Sam thought to himself with a small smile.
"Sure we do…" Sam answered, he glanced at Dean who was smiling to himself. The only two things Dean loved as much as Sam was the car, which in Sam's eyes probably came before himself. And guns, Sam never knew why, Dean had this wild obsession with them ever since Sam could recall. Soon they arrived a small shop, the shop had large, strong metal bars on the windows and doors. Dean smiled, and turned to look at Sam.
"Lets go" Dean said enthusiastically, Sam just shook his head but followed Dean into the shop. Sam only browsed but Dean was looking every where, he had the shop keepers attention that was for sure. Sam just sighed, but watched as Dean explored the whole shop at least three times.
"Dean. Do you always have to do this when we come to a gun shop?" Sam asked, looking at his brother's excited face.
"Do what?"
"You know, look around the whole shop then buy nothing" Sam answered Dean's rather lame question, Sam knew that Dean knew what he was talking about. The shopkeeper however seemed to have lost interest in his customer.
"You don't know that I might find something that I like" Dean said, to busy looking at all the pretty guns. Sam sighed, Dean was like a little kid in a toy shop which made Sam smirk at the thought. Dean stopped, in front of a cabinet. Sam walked up to Dean.
"What's there?" Sam asked, staring at the cabinet, Dean smirked.
"A Winchester" Dean answered keeping his eye on the Winchester Rifle, Sam looked at the cabinet and shook his head.
"I can't believe you" Sam said.
"Can I get it?" Dean said in an almost pleading voice.
"Um don't you already have enough guns Dean?" Sam asked, glancing over to the shop keeper who was staring intently over at them.
"Sam, this gun has our name sake. I have to get it"
"Then why'd you ask me?" Sam asked quite confused.
"So it didn't make me feel bad, I guess." Dean walked over to the shopkeeper and smiled. The shopkeeper already guessed what Dean wanted so he walked over to the cabinet where Dean was before and brought out the gun.
"You want this one then?" The shopkeeper asked putting the gun on the counter. "I assume you have a gun's licence that allows you to use Rifles?" Dean nodded and reached into his pocket and brought out his 'real' gun licence, he handed it to the shop dude who nodded.
"Good enough for me" Dean quickly paid for the rifle and walked out of the shop Sam walking beside him.
"I can't believe you actually brought it" Sam said, part of him amazed. Dean just rolled his eyes at Sam and opened the front door of the Impala. He sat down and placed the Rifle on his lap.
"Dean that's dangerous!" Sam cried out to Dean as they sped off.
"It's only dangerous if you get caught." Sam sighed. Yep he wasn't even allowed to drive as he brother held the Winchester Rifle. Sam had decided by this point, that the car (AKA the Impala) and Dean's guns were above himself. Sam felt very unloved, but it was funny to see Dean trying to manage a car whilst holding the rifle.
"Do you want me to hold the Winchester for you?" Sam asked, the only reply from Dean he received was a evil glare. Sam burst into a fit of laughter.
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