Bunkered (Part 55 - Now) by frostygossamer
They make it up a short flight of stairs, along the hall and right to the front door. On the floor by the hallstand there are two calfskin suitcases. One bulges with clothes hurriedly packed. The other's bound tight with a leather strap. The Pastor was getting ready to skip town.
"Lemme just grab it," rasps Sam.
Dean kicks the locked door open and they stagger through into the tangled front yard. They're halfway to Dean's bike when a bullet whistles past his ear. They duck into the unkempt grass.
"What the HELL kinda phantom is this thing?" he breathes.
TBC
