A/N: Alas I was once again bitten by the double drabble bug. Where's my Raid? Oh well. Enjoy!
Also I own nothing save an Olympic sized swimming pool filled will orange marmalade. But if I did……
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"I cannot believe this."
"It's a hunt Dean. When have we ever turned down a hunt?"
"First time for everything. I mean fairies? Who in their right mind is afraid of Tinkerbell?"
"In celtic lore fairies were pretty nasty, besides it's the only thing that fits."
"Buncha crap Sammy. Nothing out here but friggin' mosquitos."
"Keep looking. It'll be raised, probably ringed by toadstools."
Out of nowhere Dean flinched.
"Dean you ok?"
"Yup, think we're getting close though."
"Why?"
He pulled his hand from behind his back and showed Sam the tiny arrow.
"Why else would this be in my ass?"