[The feed clicks on to nothing, at first -- except the sound of pained breathing and quiet cursing. There's the scrape of wet gravel and, finally, a figure appears within the camera's view -- a petite girl, blonde, lying on her back, her arms wrapped tightly around her stomach.
And blood pouring out from the wound.]
Mom...
[It's a quiet hiss,
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.. You okay?
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Yeah... I'm a lot better now.
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Yeah, he did.
[It's quiet. She'd be dead -- again -- without him and Raven.]
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Dean was really here. In the flesh -- well, sort of. Thank God -- ]
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You're late.
[She's having a hard time caring.]
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Where are you?
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Well, hello there.
Tell me, do you think you had as much fun with the puppies as they had with you? I know they sure wanted another go round.
[...Before they were blown to bits, but it's more fun to say it this way.]
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As soon as I find you, you're dead.
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Touchy, touchy.
You shouldn't get so worked up. Wouldn't want you to hurt yourself again.
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You don't have your damn hellhounds here.
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