Dean opened the door to the motel quietly, checking on Sam to make sure he remained asleep, and snuck out into the night. He took a deep breath of the cool air and tucked his hands into his pockets. A few more silent steps, and he walked more freely, on the look out for a bar
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His green eyes focused on her face and waited for her to notice.
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He eyed her former companion, eyes telling him to back off in no uncertain terms, before giving her his full attention again. "Mister Chatty trying to kill you through boredom, was he?"
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He twisted a hand into her hair and rubbed her cheeks with the other. "You look good on your knees."
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"Something wrong? You okay? What time is it?" His eyes weren't enough. He was rubbing his whole face now.
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