John Winchester sighed inwardly when Dean sniffled quietly for what seemed like the thousanth time that morning. "Dean, people buy tissues for a reason." He sounded tense, edgy, the way he always sounded just before a hunt.
Dean sighed and blew his nose, knowing the jig was up. "So Dad, this human chamilion, it's like a shapeshifter, right?" He
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I think this is my favourite bit so far:
"Nah, I'm..." Dean held up a finger in the "one moment" sign. "HEH-AHTCHOO!"
"Good God, Dean. You trying to wake the dead?"
Dean made a face, wipping his nose with the sleeve of his sweatshirt. "Then we'd have to kill them all over again. That would suck."
I can't wait to read the rest! :D
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Another cold-induced tickle seized him, and he didn't care enough to fight it. He just bent his head toward his chest . "HETSCHHH!!"
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Wow. This was awesome!
Sick!Dean and more-than-awesome!Jess and allergic!worried!Sam - loved it!
Please say, there's more, because that can't be the end, right? *searches frantically for more*
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