Max grimaced. “That’s right. You didn’t do anything!” Ms Miller’s eyes darted towards the cutting board, where a knife had started to rattle. “You didn’t stop them, not once!”

The knife stilled when the Winchesters burst through the kitchen door and Max turned to stare at them.

“Fathers?” gasped Ms Miller, relieved.

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The engine spluttered to a stop, and the driver twisted so that he was facing the backseat, gathering a few bags of shopping and attempting to pull them into the front. He paused, looking up as a squeak pierced through the silence. His eyes widened when he saw that the garage door had closed by itself, turning to quickly get out the car. Just as he ( Read more... )