Honeymoon Façade (DESTIEL)
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Back in Yuma, Arizona, a group of vamps lurk the streets, turning up dead bodies with their throats ripped out left and right. Dean Winchester, one of the world's best hunters (the other being his brother Sam, currently wrapped up in another case in DeWitt, Michigan) picks up on the case almost instantly on a slow Sunday morning in the bunker, nonchalantly flipping through the morning papers with an air of relaxation. Castiel, his convenient angelic companion, is available at the moment, and tags along with Dean. The only problem is that all of the hotels and motels a mile around are completely booked or under construction, except for one; the Honeymoon Suite. Being their only option, Cas and Dean feign their relationship in order to have a place to take residence. Do they finish the case, cover their tracks, and head home? Or do they get a little more up close and personal?
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