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Dean's Point of View
Four one night stands, about three bottles of whiskey, four six packs, six hangovers, and three jobs. She's still stuck in my damn head.
Why the hell didn't I go with her? There are jobs in New York, right? I've been there.
I should have just gone with her. I could have watched over her. Why aren't I there now? She could be dead for all I know.
No, no. She's not dead. Cas wouldn't lie to me. She's alive and well in New York. Alive and well in New York.
I just wish she would come back.
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My Guardian
FanfictionSequel to "My Winchester" I've come a long way with the Winchester boys. I got hurt a few times, stared death in the face, and met and killed my worst enemy. Not that I would know now, because I don't remember anything. I woke up a couple weeks ago...