It had been an adjustment leaving her sisters behind, but it wasn't like she couldn't just orb herself to them in a second, or them to her either. The Power of Three was still a strong force, but with the way everything else was in the world? It just made sense that they finally could stretch out beyond the small confines of that house. Plus Paige
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Oh shit? Did Hell just actually freeze over? Oh, no, that was just his imagination. But seriously, this solo kick was cramping his style. And since when did Sam get the chicks and Dean be the innocent bystander. No, scratch that. Since when was Dean innocent ever? Okay, so maybe that was why Dean was bleeding profusely from the neck and kinda wishing he had some geek fu back up for this 'easy job' he'd found.
'In and out, Sammy boy, I'll be back before you round first'.
Yeah, he was eating his words now. But hey, blaze of glory? Coming atcha. Pressing one hand firmly to the side of his neck (Going for the jugular had a new connotation. The neck, not just for vampires anymore!), he shifted his grip on his shotgun and let it fall just hard enough in his loose hand to cock it before bringing it back up to bear.
"Come on, bitch! Want another taste?" He was hoping for no, but he was damn tasty. When the friggin' thing started creeping closer, ( ... )
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And oh look. There was the source of said pretty voice next to the dumpster. Real good place to be, pretty voice. And whatever she had done? (Because she was a chick and chicks can't keep their noses out of anything, so she had to have done something.) Didn't do a thing.
Dean was pretty sure mace didn't work on demons.
Though? He'd have to run tests. Maybe Ruby would help. Bitch.
Dropping the shotgun with a loud clatter, he pulled the Colt out of his jeans. He would have held both, but the whole gaping wound impeded his two handed progress and left him with his weak left hand and a kind of woozy feeling at the tips of his toes ( ... )
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