THE GIFT THAT KEEPS ON GIVING
WOW: cover. Sometimes the boys get something other than bruises to take away from a hunt.
Apologies for the late posting - being away from a broadband connection whilst visiting family, together with the crappiest cellphone signal on earth will do that!
Disclaimer: Don't own them
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The Winchesters sat in the Impala after their latest gruelling hunt.
"Wow, that damn black dog really put up a fight," Sam groaned, examining a series of long scratches on his forearm.
"Sure did," Dean agreed with a nod; glancing in the rear view mirror at a blossoming bruise across his cheekbone. "Still, the mutt's dead," he grinned; "perhaps we should take it back to the bunker - give Charlie a fur coat for her birthday."
"Nah," Sam snorted; "she'd never wear fur, not even from a supernatural critter."
"True," Dean replied with a shrug. "New steering wheel cover for Baby then," he grinned.
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