SPN100 DRABBLE CHALLENGE: DEADLY INCLINATIONS

by SupernaturallyEgocentric

What is the new and deadly horror that haunts the night? Will Sam and Dean be able to destroy it before it takes a new victim? Some light brotherly love, so if that's not your thing, don't read.) This fic is set in fairly early days, I'd say age-wise early twenties for the boys. An oof-shoot of "Mi Corazon."

32. Chapter 32

Sam said nothing more, just watched as Wiley nuked more pizza, handing a couple of pieces to Dean and offering a share to Sam, which he refused.

"So," said Dean, munching. "Death omen. Spill."

"It doesn't tell me what's going to happen, or when. It doesn't even happen every time I need it to. That time I showed up at Bobby's? Nothin'." Wiley shrugged. "But it does let me know when things are about to go to shit. So, not completely useless."

"What's it feel like?" Dean asked curiously.

Wiley grimaced. "Like someone blew a fucking airhorn in my ear."