After he left Camp Chitaqua there was no word of Dean Campbell, and some maintained he had died, but over the years, as Hunters worked the woods and plains of the Americas they spoke of a black car that pulled up, of a man who shone as bright as the Chrysler building and carried a gun that killed everything no matter how useless the hunter's weapons.
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Nothing Left To Fear
FanfictionSam's dead and Dean and Cas are left to themselves. Azazel still roams and it is Dean's job to end him where he stands. *SMUT*
