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The constant looking over his shoulder business was, in Sam's opinion, getting really, really old. He was tired of worrying about who might interrogate him about Veronica or Dean or hell...Veronica or Dean interrogating him about each other (if that wasn't a nightmare waiting to happen, Sam didn't know what was).
So today, he was taking it easy.
Cup of coffee, copy of the paper, and it was all good.
That was what he kept telling his brain, anyway, but his brain was a sort of cruel bastard and wasn't listening, at all. Every nerve was tense, his mind was running a thousand miles a minute, and he just couldn't stop thinking through every possible scenario.
Patrols had been okay. Really, as far as patrolling with your girlfriend's father went, the fact that Sam was still alive meant that they were going great. He blew on the coffee mildly to cool it off, staring into the liquid like there'd be an answer from the Coffee God within. Why couldn't he just relax? Just once, why couldn't he pull a Dean and just stop caring about how the world was working and let everything go.
Shouldn't it run in the family?
Sam just sipped his coffee, shrugging. Whatever, he thought. If I'm stressed, I'll be stressed and the world can screw itself.
So today, he was taking it easy.
Cup of coffee, copy of the paper, and it was all good.
That was what he kept telling his brain, anyway, but his brain was a sort of cruel bastard and wasn't listening, at all. Every nerve was tense, his mind was running a thousand miles a minute, and he just couldn't stop thinking through every possible scenario.
Patrols had been okay. Really, as far as patrolling with your girlfriend's father went, the fact that Sam was still alive meant that they were going great. He blew on the coffee mildly to cool it off, staring into the liquid like there'd be an answer from the Coffee God within. Why couldn't he just relax? Just once, why couldn't he pull a Dean and just stop caring about how the world was working and let everything go.
Shouldn't it run in the family?
Sam just sipped his coffee, shrugging. Whatever, he thought. If I'm stressed, I'll be stressed and the world can screw itself.