Word: Space
Word Count: 100 – On the nose
Happy Birthday Ghostey!
Sorry I couldn't manage a bit of Castiel, here's some pre-Sandford Dean and Sam with a mention of John for you, to wish you a very happy day.
Disclaimer: I own nothing – it all belongs to Kripke, but I do like playing with his boys! Oh and big Congratulations to Danneel and Jensen on their engagement!!
Words by Impaladreams
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Dean sank wearily to the bed, head in hands as the door slammed closed.
"Sam, please…he doesn't mean it. You know he's always up tight after a hunt, 'specially when it goes south!"
"Sonofabitch's always pushing me, Dean. It's not my fault the freakin' spirit wasn't tied to the remains. I told him we needed more time!"
"Dude, I know. Look… he'll go get drunk, tomorrow it'll be forgotten. You just both need some space."
"Maybe you're right." Sam snapped, gripping the application form in his pocket. "I will give him some space – maybe I'll give you both some space."
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