ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟙𝟜

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Third Person

Dead Men Don't Wear Plaid

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After the Famine situation, Lillian had been staying with Bobby, as she usually did when she wasn't hunting, until one day she went back to the house from shopping and Bobby told her to leave

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After the Famine situation, Lillian had been staying with Bobby, as she usually did when she wasn't hunting, until one day she went back to the house from shopping and Bobby told her to leave. She was now staying in a motel, trying to figure out the dead people coming back to life situation, when she got a call from Sheriff Jody Mills informing the Winchester that her brother's were in jail.

"Seriously, you two? You don't tell me you're in town, and I have to bail you out." Lillian told the two, as the Sheriff opened the cell.

"Bobby told us you had a salt and burn." Dean said.

"Bobby told me to leave a few days ago. Right around when that guy died. I've been staying in a motel." Lillian told her brothers.

The Sheriff had walked away, and was talking to Bobby.

The four started walking out of the station and Sam asked, "I thought the Sheriff hated you?"

"She did till five days ago." Bobby answered.

"What happened five days ago?" Dean asked.

"He kicked me out." Lillian answered.

"No, the dead started rising all over town." Bobby said.

"So you knew about this?" Sam asked.

"Yep." Bobby answered.

"I think what Sam meant to say is, you lied to us?" Dean asked.

"Look - I told you there was nothing here. And there isn't. Not for you." Bobby answered.

"There are zombies here." Lillian told him.

"There's zombies... and then there's zombies. Come with me."

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Bobby took the three back to his house, where a woman was setting the table, "Oh, hey. I didn't realise you were bringing company." The woman said.

Bobby wheeled himself over to her and said, "It's 4:00 A.M., babe. You didn't need to cook."

"Babe?" Lillian whispered.

"Oh, please. I'll get some more plates." The woman said, she then walked into the kitchen.

"Who was that?" Dean asked.

"Karen. My wife." Bobby answered.

"Your new wife?" Dean asked.

"His dead one, right?" Lillian asked Bobby, who nodded his head.

The four then sat down at the table as Bobby's zombie wife served them pie. "This is incredible, Mrs Singer." Dean told the woman.

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