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Dean comes out of a bathroom and looks at himself in disgust because he is a huge, puffy jacket and even bigger pants. But Sam came from around the corner and looked even worse, instantly bringing a smile to Dean's face
"Haha, you look like a chubby 4 year old," Dean said laughing at his brother in his winter jacket and snow pants.
"You don't look much better yourself. We have to go get new stuff; there is no way we can climb in these."
"I don't understand why we can't just go in some thick jeans and a sweater."
"Dean, temperatures up there can dip beneath 0, and they are definitely below freezing.
"Fiiinne," Dean sighed.
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Sam and Dean walk into a small wooden building with the sign "Walk up the mountain, join the expedition, sign up today!" in the front yard. They are already in there cool winter climbing outfits
They walk up to the desk.
"Hello, we're here to sign up for the expedition. I'm Dean and this is my little brother Sam."
"Oh, I'm sorry, boys. The only group that is going up on the mountain today are researchers," said the peppy little man behind the counter.
"Oh, sir, please. My brother and I are only here for today. We're researchers also, working on the case of the mysterious deaths," said Dean, thinking fast.
"In that case, you know that today is the day that the attacks usually happen on. If you are willing to take that chance, and our mountaineers agree to bring you along, then you can join the expedition," the man said and he looked over at the mountaineers and they nodded.
"Great, thank you! When do we leave?" Sam asked eagerly.
"Well, right now of course."
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"I'm Grayson Mart, leader of this expedition. I only have one major rule: the team sticks together, no matter what. What are your names?" said a large man with broad shoulders, but a warming smile. He appeared to be about 27, with blonde hair and shinning white teeth.
"I'm Sam, this is my older brother Dean."
"Sam, Dean, including you there are 6 explorers. The other members are Hilary Graham, Josh Harding, and Annie Twoghig. They are all intermediate climbers, and I am an expert. What is your rank?"
"Well, we have never really-" Sam started.
"Intermediate." Dean cut him off.
"Good, good, so we are all on the same level. Do you have all your gear?"
"Actually, we were hoping that we could borrow some."
"Oh, of course, no problem."
Grayson turned around and grabbed two huge bags. "You can get changed in the bathroom," he said as he handed each of them a 50 pound bag.
Sam and Dean shot each other glances but reluctantly went into the bathrooms and changed.
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"Hello, I'm Dean," he said holding out his hand to the beautiful girl in front of him.
"Hilary," she said taking his hand and shaking it. She had medium length, brunette hair and dark, twinkling brown eyes. Her face was perfect, as was her body. Dean couldn't take his eyes off her.
"What a lovely name," Dean said, almost drooling at the sight of her.
"I'm Sam," the younger brother said as he, too, held out his hand. Hilary turned away from Dean and looked at his little brother.
"Nice to meet both of you." She smiled and Dean immediately fell in love.
But his open mouth slammed shut as an enormous, middle aged lady took the place of Hilary.
"Name's Annie," she sneered as she shuck their hands.
"And I'm Josh," said the final climber as he shuck their hands, too.
"Good, now that we are all acquainted, we can get this show on the road," Grayson said, grabbing his bag of supplies.
The rest of the group walk out, but Sam and Dean hang back.
"I don't know if this is such a good idea," said Sam, "These people could get hurt."
"I don't think we have much of a choice, Sam. These people are going up that mountain whether we are with them or not, and, personally, I would feel better if we are with them.
"Yeah, so would I, but, still, I have a bad feeling about this."
"Don't worry, Sammy. I won't let anything get you," Dean said, playfully punching Sam's shoulder and then walking out after the group.
"Sam, for the last time Dean, it's SAM, SAAAMMM!" Despite his annoyance towards his brother, Sam felt comfort in his words as he, Sam, followed his protective older brother out the doors and into the dangers that lay ahead.
(Sorry if the whole beginning was sucky, I was like really sick when I wrote it)
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