Chapter 6

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Dean stumbled into the library, eyes wild. He found Sam studying up on the next MOW.

"You two make up?" Sam asked not looking up.

"Mmmhmmm, yep." Dean said, his voice an octave too high.

"Figure out what we're gonna do/if there's anything we can do?"

"Yep. What do you have on that triple locked room murder?" Dean said quickly changing the topic. That's when Sam looked up to meet Dean's eyes.

"What?" Dean said, his face the definition of freaking out.

Sam pulled one of his patented bitch faces.

"Dean, you didn't."

Dean jumped up.

"I didn't do anything, ok...yet."

"Dean, you can't, it's ____."

"Well, why not? What could go wrong?"

"Ummm...I don't know. EVERYTHING. And what ever happened to your virgin aversion?"

"Like, you said, Sammy, it's ______."

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