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No Wincest, please! doylescordyMarch 23 2011, 00:18:56 UTC
A crowded shopping mall the week of Christmas was the last place Sam wanted to be, especially with Dean being sick. Not that his stubborn idiot brother was admitting it. A sure sign that Dean was feeling under the weather was when Dean emerged from the motel bathroom that morning, face pale and dressed in Sam's hoodie. Sam had opened his mouth to say something then - to suggest that maybe Dean should just go back to bed - but he quickly snapped it shut upon Dean's warning glare. A hunt was a hunt, and it had to be done.
Now they trudged miserably through the mass of last minute shoppers. Sam snuck subtle glances over in Dean's direction, noticing the pinched expression and how Dean occasionally reached up to rub at his temples, which usually meant a headache. The Christmas music blaring over the loudspeakers in the department store they were walking through probably wasn't helping things, either.
Now they trudged miserably through the mass of last minute shoppers. Sam snuck subtle glances over in Dean's direction, noticing the pinched expression and how Dean occasionally reached up to rub at his temples, which usually meant a headache. The Christmas music blaring over the loudspeakers in the department store they were walking through probably wasn't helping things, either.
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