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Post by flamerune on Dec 4, 2017 16:08:17 GMT -5
“Yeah, yeah. I know just as much as you do.” Dean sighed, “Why did you bury me anyway?”
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Post by flamerune on Dec 4, 2017 16:17:45 GMT -5
Dean frowned, “Sam.... What did you do?”
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Post by flamerune on Dec 4, 2017 16:21:51 GMT -5
Dean narrowed his eyes, obviously not believing Sam.
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Post by flamerune on Dec 4, 2017 16:34:06 GMT -5
Dean sighed, and lifted up his sleeve, showing the handprint on his bicep. “So far, this is our only clue as to what is happening.”
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Post by flamerune on Dec 4, 2017 16:41:54 GMT -5
(( Yeah ))
Dean nodded.
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Post by flamerune on Dec 4, 2017 16:43:55 GMT -5
“A psychic?” Dean’s eyebrow shot up.
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Post by flamerune on Dec 4, 2017 16:53:22 GMT -5
Dean shrugged, “Better then nothing,”
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Post by flamerune on Dec 4, 2017 16:57:01 GMT -5
Dean nodded and plopped on the couch.
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Post by flamerune on Dec 4, 2017 17:01:41 GMT -5
( ya )
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Post by flamerune on Dec 4, 2017 17:09:31 GMT -5
Dean was working on the summoning.
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Post by flamerune on Dec 4, 2017 17:16:27 GMT -5
Dean nodded.
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Post by flamerune on Dec 4, 2017 17:22:43 GMT -5
(( Yeah ))
The rafters of the barn began to shake violently, and Dean looked around.
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Post by flamerune on Dec 4, 2017 17:28:48 GMT -5
The barn doors flew open, and a trench coat clad man walked in.
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Post by flamerune on Dec 4, 2017 17:34:29 GMT -5
Dean opened fire at the stranger.
Castiel was not slowed by the bullets, and slowly advanced on the two men.
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Post by flamerune on Dec 4, 2017 17:37:47 GMT -5
“Who the hell are you?” Dean growled.
Castiel dipped his head, “I am the one who gripped you tight and raised you from perdition.”
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