This is just a little something-something I wrote out this afternoon. I don't even know if it could/would be D A R K canon, I merely felt like seeing it written down. It's a scenario I had in my head, is all.
Dean, Sam, Alec [R?] - Whatever satisfies the soul is truth
Unbeta'd, so be gentle.
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'The hell are you thinking, Alec?' Sam hissed into the phone, other hand pressing against his forehead. )
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Dean is spot on. No surprises there. I can imagine he might have thrown a furtive glance over his shoulder as he palmed the phone open, not guilty so much as a natural disinclination to be caught red-handed.
Dean was getting itchy as hell, staying in Seattle for as long as they had already. - HELL, yes. Can you say restless and testy.
He flipped Dean the finger as his brother rolled his eyes, mouthing /Weak/ at Sam - oh, definitely. Dean is probably not really awake yet, or he would have had more eloquent comments and suggestions as to what Sam should be saying, too.
as Dean saw the name at the top, the very first name, he suddenly didn't feel like searching on at all. Fuck the alphabet. - especially that last bit. XD Very Dean. And it gets the feeling across perfectly ( ... )
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