After Dean started acting like a five year old I left to do the laundry at the laundromat in our motel. I have the laundry bag slung over my shoulder and a roll of quarters in hand I find a washer and dryer across from a bench so I can sit down and do research. As soon as I throw as many dirty clothes into the washer as possible, add detergent, and put a couple quarters in the coin slot a shot of pain shoots through my side right where one of the cuts are. I gasp and clench my fist. I wait for the pain to go away and and finish up with the laundry
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The girl is stupid. She doesn't know that the stuff on that blade is slowly killing her. She will probably be dead in a week. The cure would take to long to make at this point she is offically dead. I would love to see sam winchesters face when his little girlfriend dies of poison.
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The sharp pains have gotten worse. Sam and I walk into the house where the lone witch we are curently hunting is suppost to live.We are instently attacked and after sam kills her the most painful thing I have ever felt shot up my side where one of my still healing cuts is. I cry out in pain and fall to the floor. Sam rushes to my side as I start to see everything fade away. He starts to cry and I run my hand through his hair for what I think will be the last time. The last words out of my mouth are,
" I love you, Sam Winchester."
And I fade into compleat and udder darkness.
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Bobby's daughter (a supernatural fanfic)
Fanfiction"why have we never seen her before? we stay here a lot." Dean said looking at Bobby. " because you came during the school year and she went to a boarding school. I didn't want her to meet you yet. I train her to be a hunter but I also wanted her to...
