For this week's Ellen-centric drabble challenge

Mar 15, 2012 23:29

Empty shot glasses hit the surface of the bar with a loud ‘thunk’. All right, with all the background noise, maybe it wasn’t really all that loud. Sounded loud to Dean, though.

“What’s going on with your baby brother, Dean?”

“You think I know? Fuck if he tells me more than he tells anyone else”, Dean replied, knowing he wouldn’t get away with anything less than honest-to-God truth with Ellen Harvelle. Her bullshit detector was highly sensitive.

“You keep an eye on him, I mean it. It’ll give you something better to do than checking out my daughter’s ass, anyway.”

sam, fic: gen, rating: pg, dean, jo, season 2, ellen

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