"Sam, move your ass!"
"We've got to get some sleep!"
"There's no time to sleep! Full moon's only four days away!" Dean said feverishly. "Need to pick up some more silver, melt it down. We can't afford to run outta bullets!"
Sam nodded. "I'll hit the pawn shops." He went to the door, hesitated, turned back to face his wildly pacing brother. "Are you sure we can do this?"
"Long as we're prepared, we can do anything." Dean's eyes glinted manically. "Fuckin' boy scouts got nothin' on us, Sammy!"
"I'll go get the silver." And some Sominex, Sam added silently.
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Sorry I'm late! Not posting much this week 'cause I've been working on the first draft of a 10,000 word Supernatural challenge. Just finished the first draft today, and it's not due for another month or so, which means I have time to work on polishing it, along with My Boys and Epilogue and The Fledgling Part II and a couple drabble challenges - aaarrrgghh! I'm a freaking LUNATIC! If I could learn to have just one or two things on the hopper at a time, maybe I could actually get something done!