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"All right, gangs all here"

Dean stands outside the boat house  along with Jack, Cass  and Liana.

Either side of him.

Liana at one side Cass and Jack at the other.

His preference.

Sam walks up, opposite them.

"How many are inside?"

"I can hear three. Wait, maybe--maybe four."

Dean nods his head at Cass.

"They're talking about whether Kylie Jenner would make a good mother. The consensus is no."

"Yeah, well, that's why I'm a Khloe man."

Cass turns to Dean, giving him a look.

Dean pulls out a gun as check how many bullets he has.

"Wow. I should really catch up with that. Didn't even know the women was pregnant"

Everyone turns to Liana.

"What, it's television!  Important stuff. For example,  motherhood"

"Why would you need to know about "Motherhood"?"

Liana turns to Dean.

"For future purposes"

"What future purposes?  That,  is not a future purpose,  that you need to worry about it"

"Dean, at some point during my life--"

"No! NO! I refuse to talk about this with you"

"Dean you would just have to accept it"

Dean shakes his head,  refusing to.

"Dean, even I hate to admit it but Liana's--"

"Then don't."

Dean gives Sam a look.

Dam sighs deeply, wanting this discussion to be over.


"Aright, we're talking werewolves, which means..."

Dean motions at Jack.

"Silver bullets"

Sam nods at Jack.

"That's right"

Dean puts the bullets back in before pulling back the chamber.

"So...you know the play. Let's do it to it"

Dean then leads the way.

Jack follows, then Sam then Liana then Cass.

The door bursts open and the two werewolves growl.

Sam is first to enter with his gun  aimed.

Dean follows with his, then Liana followed by Jack.

Jack then raises his arm as his eyes light up as he blasts the werewolves as the werewolves charge at them.

Sam, Liana and Dean fire at the werewolves.

The werewolves grunt in pain.

Jack then stops lowering his gun as the siblings lower their guns.

The bodies of the werewolves thud on the ground.

"woo-hoo, I missed shooting. Those crutches were something, but nothing beats the thrill of pulling back a tigger and watching your enemy fall to the ground"

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