A/N E/O Challenge: Pour; No spoilers; Sam and Dean are caught in a strange, dreamlike reality. How will they escape?
(Tack these URLs onto the end of the normal ff . net address)
Part I: /s/7609972/1/The_Mess_in_His_Mind
Part II: /s/7628395/1/The_Mess_in_His_Mind_Part_2_Slogging_Through
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The Mess in His Mind Part 3: What's in Your Pocket?
By CFEditor
"Sonovabitch!" Dean muttered, smacking his forehead. He stopped suddenly, and Sam bumped into him.
"What?"
"We're idiots." Dean started calling, "Cas! Cas!" Sam joined in.
Silence.
"Guess the angel's not in," Sam said.
"Winchester luck." Dean sighed. "Wait! Check your pockets. Maybe you have your cell." He reached into his own and brought out a foaming beer mug. His pocket was dry. Dean shrugged. Beer was beer. He lifted the mug to his mouth.
Sam caught his hand, barely stopping him from pouring it down his throat. Dean scowled at his brother. "No one comes between me and my beer."
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A/N: Will a beer mug come between the brothers? And what will Sam find in his pocket? Stay tuned, as the mystery unfolds.
To read part 4, paste the following link after the ff address:
/s/7673887/1/