As the brothers Winchester tumbled out of their latest motel and into the Impala, Dean looked oddly happy. Something which instantly worried Sam, so much that he stopped drinking his Starbucks.
“So… you’re in a good mood. Should I call the cops or just shoot myself?”
“Harr.” Dean grinned. “In truth, I found an interesting thing upon that internet o’
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