Supernatural Deans A Demon Again
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****SAM's POV***
As I was watching t.v. I was wonder we're Dean was at that moment I heard the impale start I was wondering what that was about so I hitched a ride from a cab and told them to follow the impala I followed Dean to a weird ally a place Dean would never go I poked around the corner too see Dean making some sort of trade with Crowley and that bitch of a mother..
ILL WRIGHT TOMORROW HOPE YOU YOU ENJOYED
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