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Metropolis stinks.
Rachel's a bitch.
Jo's still doing her own thing. Jo's always doing her own thing. Dean shouldn't mind that so much.
He misses Sam.
However, there's always good food on the Cooper farm. So guess where Dean and the Impala are headed?
Wouldn't hurt to check up on that kid with the interest in demons, either.
(He left a message with the usual hunter's channels -- still in existence, even here where they don't use the term 'hunters' -- for Jo. Figures she'll tell Rach, the two of them so freakin' buddy-buddy.)
So -- eventually, somewhere between Metropolis and the Cooper farm's entrance gate -- there's a 67 Impala growling its way along the dirty roads, belting out Metallica.
Rachel's a bitch.
Jo's still doing her own thing. Jo's always doing her own thing. Dean shouldn't mind that so much.
He misses Sam.
However, there's always good food on the Cooper farm. So guess where Dean and the Impala are headed?
Wouldn't hurt to check up on that kid with the interest in demons, either.
(He left a message with the usual hunter's channels -- still in existence, even here where they don't use the term 'hunters' -- for Jo. Figures she'll tell Rach, the two of them so freakin' buddy-buddy.)
So -- eventually, somewhere between Metropolis and the Cooper farm's entrance gate -- there's a 67 Impala growling its way along the dirty roads, belting out Metallica.