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Warnings: None.
Spoilers: Supernatural: 5.04 The End
Setting: SPN: Post 5.04


"So."

Sam looked at him, perplexed. "So?"

"So I know who Gwain was reincarnated as."

Sam paused, towel poised over the dish in his hand. "Ok. Impress me."

"Castiel."

CRASH!

Dean leaned against the door as Sam scrambled on the ground picking up pieces of the shattered plate. "Yeah, that was about my response too."

"Dean, how's that even possible? Neither Jimmy or Cas portrayed anything of Gwain's personality. I mean, we've got "religious family man" hosting a socially-challenged angel. Gwain is...well...Gwain is several things, but he's not that."

"I'm telling you, in the future, it was like he combined into an angelic hippie or something. He had the whole shebang—sex...drugs...It was the sixties all over again."

"The sixties," Sam repeated with the traumatized air of someone recalling a memory.

Dean rubbed the back of his neck musingly. "The sixties did have their good points."

"Dean, we're talking about Gwain. During the sixties. He was unbearable in the sixties."

"Well…"

"Do you remember our lives during the sixties?"

"Uh…"

"For goodness sakes, we were banned from Manhattan. That whole thing with the pig and that hippie chick...This isn't ringing any bells?"

"I'm not…"

"The Key Lime Pie?"

"Oh God."

"Exactly."


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