A/N: This is the first SN fic I wrote, and while I don't like it quite as well as the two others I have posted here, I think it can still make for an interesting read. I hope some of you will hope so too. It was written in the summer between season 2 - 3 and is set in that time frame, no spoilers for any particular episode but it assumes you know the plot line through AHBL2. Here we go.....
And alas, I'm still just taking the impala for a spin, don't own a darn thing.
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PROLOGUE:
"Ahhh......... He's not gonna wake up, Dean."
"What?!?"
Dean stared at his cell phone for a moment as if it had somehow caused the nonsensical words tumbling from Bobby. "No, no, no, that's not possible... I'll do whatever it takes, Bobby. Hell, I've already done whatever it takes. All of this can't have been wasted, not like this. He has to be fine. We've been through worse. He has to be fine; it's all that matters. He has to be....
As Dean trailed into silence, Bobby got the distinct feeling he had forgotten the open phone line. He exhaled a long pent up breath. "Okay, look, maybe I do know someone who can help you."
