Photograph
By: Keever McD
Spoilers: Hell House
Dean pulled the black '67 Chevy Impala up to the pump and shut it off.
"Hey Sammy, you want anything?" He asked before getting out.
"No, I'm good for now."
"Suit yourself." He said as he started walking towards the store.
"Hey, Dean. Can I use your phone?" Sam yelled through the open window.
"Why dont you use yours?"
"I cant get any service here and I want to go through the pictures you took on the last hunt."
"Fine but dont be changing the language to spanish or anything." Dean warned as he tossed his cell phone to Sam through the open window.
"Spoil sport." Sam replied as he caught it.
Dean went inside as Sam flipped open the phone. He put the phone on camera mode and opened the photo album. He scrolled down through the pictures looking for the wierd sign Dean had taken a picture of. There was one he couldnt qiute make out in the little thumbnail mode, so he selected it. It took a second to load, but finally it came up.
It was HIM! Asleep with a plastic spoon in his mouth! Suddenly he remembered. Back when they were going to that hell house, he had woken up with a spoon in his mouth.
He abruptly pushed delete and opened his door, swinging his legs out the door.
"DEAN!"