Author's Note: This was for the E/O Drabble Challenge, the challenge in this case was to use the word "alarm". And I'm standing in a graveyard, looking down at the darlings laying dead by my feet.
Disclaimer: I am not making money on Supernatural, it is making money on me!
Word count: 100
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Seeing is Believing
The Grand Canyon, illuminated by an autumn sunset, seemed deserted except for three men. Two confident and alert and one, recently disarmed, rattled.
"You're talking legends. Could I…?"
Sam answered by placing his boot on the ranger's rifle and Dean cocked his gun, their eyes never leaving the path... where, alarmingly fast, a giant suddenly shuffled into view!
"You were saying?" Dean asked mildly.
"I don't believe it!" the ranger squeaked.
Sam grinned, cocking his gun too.
Dean pulled the ranger behind them:
"Keep telling yourself that."
"And if this doesn't work - do it running", Sam added, taking aim.
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Every once in a while a hunt gotta go RIGHT as well. They're pros after all.