Shotgun Friendship - Part Four
“What? No.”
Leaving Dean sputtering his denial, Sam scooted out of the room, stopping in front of his father.
“You ready?” John asked quietly.
“Yessir.”
“Good boy.” John gave Sam a wink, ruffled his hair in approval and nudged him on down the hallway. When Sam was gone and Dean’s argument had pittered out, John leaned into the bathroom, propping ( Read more... )
Leaving Dean sputtering his denial, Sam scooted out of the room, stopping in front of his father.
“You ready?” John asked quietly.
“Yessir.”
“Good boy.” John gave Sam a wink, ruffled his hair in approval and nudged him on down the hallway. When Sam was gone and Dean’s argument had pittered out, John leaned into the bathroom, propping ( Read more... )
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