Title: Salt
Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester
Rating: K
Warnings: nope
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Summary: "Alright, easy as pie," Dean muttered, reaching over to grab his bag. "Now let's go get us some salt."
A/N: They're kinda breaking into a salt factory I think, ya know, if they even exist... because, uhm, they gotta stock up for something big...
"You sure we should be doing this?"
"Nope, not really." Dean smirked as he threw his duffel bag over the top of a fence, quickly following. He went up and over easily, having learned and mastered the task quickly when he had been younger and 'in-training'. His feet hit solid ground as Sam began to climb up after him with just as much ease -- it was a task both Winchesters found to be very handy in their line of work.
"Alright, easy as pie," Dean muttered, reaching over to grab his bag. "Now let's go get us some salt."