The black chevy impala sat shining in the moonlight under an oak tree and over the wistfully swaying grass.
Two tall figures emerged and walked on each side of the vehicle. The shorter one, who was going for the driver's seat, ran his hand over the cold metal glistening. He smiled.
"It's been too long, baby! I've missed you."
"Dude, it's literally only been 45 minutes." said the taller one.
"Life's short, Sammy. But fighting demons? Feels like years." was his response.
They got in the car and closed the doors.
They threw the guns in the back seat and fired up the engine. They pulled out of the dark oasis and sped off under the flickering, yellow street lights.
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The Family Business
Fanfiction"You're special." "What are you talking about?" she choked back the tears in her voice. Dean and Sam were still asleep. "Dean's an angel. Sam's a demon. and You? You're both." "Oh God. Please leave me alone." he had her pinned down. "I'm warning you...
