Disclaimer: It's clearly not mine.
Dean walked down the street, the wind and rain stinging his face. Damn where was Sam? His brother had gone out, again. Every town they went to, Sam always went somewhere. Now he wasn't answering his phone, and Dean had to go looking for him.
A place up ahead had its lights on, it looked like a party or dance was going on. Dean walked over, and glanced in. He wanted to know what fun he could be having while looking for Sam. Oh, never mind, there he was.
Dean was surprised, Sam was at a dance? He glanced up, it was a bar, so that explained the dancing but not why Sam was there.
Dean looked again. A smile flickered across his face as his question was answered. He couldn't hear the music but Sam was grinning as he danced with Gabriel.
That explained where Sam kept going. Dean shook his head. Sam could've just told him.
Dean raised his collar to protect himself from the chill. As long as Gabriel didn't hurt his brother, there wouldn't be a problem.
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Me: Short.
PB: So?