I don't own Supernatural.
"Bobby, hey, is there any way I can control my dreams?" Dean glanced over his shoulder to where Sam was buying the day's on-the-go dinner from the gas station Burger King.
"Why, ya not havin' good dreams?"
"I need to do a little diggin' and I think this is the best way." Dean started the gas pump to top off the Impala. He rolled his shoulders to try and relieve the dull ache around his chest.
"I'll see what I can dig up for you. Did ya tell Sam?"
The brothers were almost back to normal. Sam was still acting a bit like Dean was an invalid, but at least it was getting better. "Naw, he's got enough to deal with."
"Seems you got a lot to deal with, too." A slight hesitation on both ends. "Do you need to talk about it?"
"Yeah, then we can have a Hallmark moment with a big reunion with Ellen and Jo and everybody." The pump stopped and Dean shoved the nozzle back into its holster. He glanced back in time to see Sam leaving the cashier. "I'll call you later." Dean hung up just as Sam got to the car.
"Who was that?"
"Bobby. Might have a case for us to check into."
"You sure you're up for it?"
"Sam, I already told you, it's no different than before. We just gotta keep working." Dean slid into the driver's seat and grabbed the burger Sam offered him.
"I don't understand how you can eat that." Sam shuddered at the greasy bun.
"You only live once, Sammy, and I intend to eat every deliciously greasy thing I can." Dean grinned through his stuffed cheeks.
If you add the last three up they will make one good long chapter, just in doses XD
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