Being Different (D.Winchester)

1.96 Losing The Game

a few days later. home. 

I was sitting next to dad with my phone in the hand. They boys had started hunting again. They were asking if what had happed could be a new case. 

Dad "Thought so. Any other stiffs in town?"

Dean "Just the one body."

Dad " Anything else?"

Dean " Couple missing persons, but usual for a town this size. "

Me "you should check it out"

 Dean "You think they're connected? "

Dad " Call it a hunch. "

Dean "You got it. And, by the way, how you doing? "

Dad " Doing? "

Dean " Yeah. You know, just...in general? "

Dad " Oh, you mean my legs. Well, I'm just weepin' in my Haagen-Dazs. Idjit. "

Then he hung up. 

I looked at Dad surprised.

Dad shrugged "what?"

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My phone started to buzz and i looked at it. 

then i answered "yeah?"

Dean "we found that guy. He was having fun in the fun house. "

I nodded "Well, he had gotten his youth back, what did you expect?"

Dean nodded "true. What did Bobby find?"

I looked at Dad and put Dean on speaker. 

Dean "watcha got, Bobby?"

Dad " No. There's lore on it. Goes back centuries. Traveling card player pops into town. You beat him, you get your best years back. 'Course, most folks lose."

 Dean "Well, that would explain the crunchy corpse. "

Dad "Supposedly, this player's a hell of a card shark. Got a lot of years in the bank. You find the bar he's working in yet? "

Dean "There's a lot of dives in this town. We're gonna have to split up. "

Dad "Well, why you still talking to me?"

Then i hung up. 

I looked at dad. 

Dad "could you do me a favor?"

I shook my head "i am not gonna drive you to that bastard"

Dad "if i win i could get my legs back"

Me "if you lose you die"

Dad sighed "Lena, please"

I shook my had "i can't"

Dad "I'm not a good hunter if i'm tied to this chair"