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Author's Note: Written for the "Luck" drabble contest at spnland at LiveJournal.
Sam and Dean Winchester were trying to find Lucifer with the help of Castiel, Chuck, and Bobby, but so far they weren't having much luck.
"Dean, let me find me by himself. This is my fault," Sam pleaded. He felt so guilty that he needed to go out and kill Lucifer. He didn't even care if he died doing so.
"No, Sam. With our luck, you'll end up dying. Besides I'm not letting you go." Dean was deeply serious about that.
"You boys will be lucky if you stay together," Bobby informed the boys he thought of as sons.
Maybe this time, the Winchester luck would swing in their direction instead of the other way around.