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Supernatural: The Winchesterss Return : The True Story by Preston the Pimp

Hay all,

I'd like to apologise for this fic being late, I had a bunch of homework and then when writting this I got really involved and spent way longer then normal; a full half hour!

Anyway, Id like to thank no one because no one has helped me on this because everyone else sucks. Except my mother-in-law.

This fic wouldn't be finished without their help.

Anyway, hope all you Supernaturalsexuals like it!

In the darkness of that night, away from the preying eyes and ears of those who would judge, some strangers slipped by unnoticed.

But they were not strangers, they knew each-other. And they knew each-other much closer then any of their friends did realize.

They knew each-other both inside and out. But their friends did not know this. Their friends could not know. Their friends should not know this.

Nor could they know. Because it was night, and thus away from their viscous, judging eyeballs.

"Is it safe?" said the first stranger, who was not a stranger to the other stranger but will remain a stranger to us for the moment.

"I think so. Its dark so none of the others should see us here, even if they are nearby. I think our secret is safe."

"Good. I couldn't take their judgement right now. My life is too stressful as it is. If it wasn't for you I don't know what Id do - other then kill myself of course."

"Don't worry Preston the Pimp, I will always be here for you - waiting in the dark"

"Thanks, Preston the Pimp. I will always be in the dark for you too"

With that the two shadows embraced - an embracement in the night full of kissing and nighttime joys.

Far far away, in a magical far away distant land..

For a moment time seemed to slowed down. Preston the Pimp wondered why. Preston the Pimp turned around slowly (due to the time seeming to have slowed down).

Then the explanation - Preston the Pimp was secretly looking at her. Looking at her in that special way.

Preston the Pimps soul lit up like a beacon in the night - even though it was day.

In all of this. In all of this mess. They had eachother, even if eachother was the only ones that knew.

Preston the Pimp turned away at that moment - Time jumped back to normal as Preston the Pimp was no longer transfixiated by Preston the Pimp.

Fortunately no one else had noticed.

Today was the day of the big Demon hunting contest.

The world championship!

Sam and Preston the Pimp had made it into the final after a intensive competition which Sam & Dean Winchester won easily.

"I am really proud of you Dean! You were amazing!", said Preston the Pimp.

"You too Preston the Pimp you were also reasonable. "

"Gosh thanks Preston the Pimp" said Preston the Pimp

Sam & Dean Winchester was still practicing Demon hunting as they walked along. They were taking a tour of the Demon hunting-ing Arena to prepare for the big day tomorrow.

"Oh, look who it is, its the pathetic Sam & Dean Winchester and his pathetic friends. Your all pathetic! "

It was Crowley!