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Earlier that day, Sam Winchester had freed the Devil himself from Hell, and now he needed a drink.
There was something called the Hub and something called the Catscratch, but the Winchester was closest and after everything he'd gone through that day, Sam could somehow accept a mysterious bar practically named after his family more than a long walk across a mysterious island. Didn't mean it wasn't a little weird though.
Only 'a little weird' was something to be grateful for these days.
He'd seen dad, Dean and Jess. Oh, yeah, and Twerp -- dammit, Dean -- Terpsichore. But there were still four more familiar faces he had yet to see, not to mention an entire island of people who supposedly knew him. Four more people he had to answer to, and doubtlessly dozens of questions from people he didn't even know. So much for the end of the world. It felt like it was just starting.
"Can I get a whiskey, please?" he asked the guy behind the counter, arching his eyebrows hopefully. Or was there only coconut rum?
There was something called the Hub and something called the Catscratch, but the Winchester was closest and after everything he'd gone through that day, Sam could somehow accept a mysterious bar practically named after his family more than a long walk across a mysterious island. Didn't mean it wasn't a little weird though.
Only 'a little weird' was something to be grateful for these days.
He'd seen dad, Dean and Jess. Oh, yeah, and Twerp -- dammit, Dean -- Terpsichore. But there were still four more familiar faces he had yet to see, not to mention an entire island of people who supposedly knew him. Four more people he had to answer to, and doubtlessly dozens of questions from people he didn't even know. So much for the end of the world. It felt like it was just starting.
"Can I get a whiskey, please?" he asked the guy behind the counter, arching his eyebrows hopefully. Or was there only coconut rum?