FORTY SEVEN | Daddy's Getting Some Tonight

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DADDY'S GETTING SOME
TONIGHT
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( jump the shark

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THE IMPALA SPED DOWN THE ROAD. Allison  stared out the passenger side window, chewing on her finger tips, deep in thought. Dean noticed the silence between them and reached over, patting her thigh, pulling her away.

"What's up with you?" he asks her, putting his hand back on the wheel, looking toward the road. Allison pursed her lips and shook her head, "I'm fine," she said and it was obviously a lie. Dean could even tell. He looked over at her with a look on his face that read, I know you're lying. "For a professional, you're such a bad liar, princess," he commented making her laugh lightly.

"I'm . . ." she paused for a moment, "I'm just getting a really weird feeling, all of a sudden."

"Weird feeling? About what?" he proceeded to ask.

She stayed quiet for a moment, wanting to choose her next words carefully. "Adam," she deadpanned and looked at him. Dean's eyebrows slightly knitted together at her words and he glanced over at her, "Adam? Why?"

She sucked in a breath through her teeth and she shrugged, "When we were outside — I shot a flashbang arrow. The only things that can actually react to it in a painful matter is . . . well, supernatural creatures," she says, "He definitely reacted to it."

    Dean stayed quiet for a moment, processing her words before simply shrugging, "The kids harmless. If he wanted to kill us, don't you think he would have already done it?" he asks her, looking over at her and she sighed with a shrug.

    "Where are we going anyways?" she asks him, shifting in her seat.

    "To the cemetery," he replied and turned the wheel, leading them down a backroad, "We have a bunch of grave robberies, so this is the best place to start."

    "Didn't you already look here?" she knitted her eyebrows together as she looked out the window, watching the gravestones pass by. "Yup, but we are looking again," he replied as they pulled up to the mausoleum. Allison hummed and nodded and just as she went to get out, the door locked itself. She looked over to Dean who had a finger on the button once again, she wore the face of confusion. "What?"

    "Why do you always side with Sam?" he asks her.

    She tilted her head, "I don't always side with Sam," she told him, shaking her head slightly, "Sam is just a bit more logical," she says slowly and Dean scoffs, shaking his head. Rolling her eyes, she decided to continue further, "I agree with both of you on this. Adam has a chance on living a normal life here on out, he really does. He doesn't have to be a hunter," she says, making Dean feel better about his words, "but, he needs to know how to protect himself. Like Sam said, who knows what will come after him next? Looking for revenge on your father or you and your brother. They don't know about Adam now, but what happens if they find out about him?"

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