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'Little' Brother Part One (A Supernatural G/t)
Sam and Dean sat across from each other at a small diner in Toledo, Ohio, neither of them really saying a word to each other but it was clear to one another they were both deep in thought. Sam was trying to think about what he was going to Google to hopefully help with the case, while Dean was busy trying to come up with a pick-up line to use on that cute little brunette waitress.
As the waitress walked over with Sam's coffee and Dean's water, her blue eyes met Dean's green ones for a brief moment and she scoffed as she set the drinks down. "Don't even try it, bucko, I got a ring on my finger and am loyal to the end. You're not the first guy
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Ch1: a rock and a hard place
“It looks like we need to find a girl named Persephone.” Sam said, running his finger over the small writing. He glanced over at his brother, Dean, who looked thoughtful. “Persephone Higgins. Apparently she's related the Greek Goddess.”
“The Greek goddess as in Persephone the Greek goddess? No way her quadruple great-granddaughter is named Persephone." He scoffed.
A quick call with Garth confirmed a case. "Any idea where we’d find her? ...New York...” he snapped the phone shut and dragged a hand over his face.
His eyes widened when the short angel suddenly appeared in
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Chapter 3: Angels Make Great Gardeners, But Not So Great Therapists.
The sound of a door opening startled Persephone from her sleep. Steam escaped the bathroom and her nerves were calmed. It’s just Sam. He had a towel wrapped around waist and one on his head, though his chest was left bare. Persephone found herself gawking at him as he turned and walked around to his bed, disappearing from her view. She could feel her cheeks burning.
Dean shifted in his sleep, bringing her up to his neck. Persephone gulped, looking up at the stubble along his jaw. She could probably reach out and touch it… The thought made her shiver.
“Wa
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So, I figure you all hate me right now. Twice in one story! (so far) Have no fear. I am armed with a nerf sword and a nerf gun, taking all comers!
Here, we get a little background on curses (as interpreted by me) and the boys get their go-to guy involved, Bobby Singer!
An Ounce of Courage 1Greencastle, Indiana
Running. Always running.
Ever since waking up five minutes ago, running had been the only thing she'd been able to do. Surrounded by grass that looked straight out of Jurassic Park, she hadn't slowed down yet. If she did, she was dead. She could hear in the back of her mind Don't go into the long grass! echoing through her thoughts. Which raised a good question. What do you do if you woke up in the long grass? It's not like she'd come here on purpose!
She found herself briefly wishing she could watch that movie again. One more time. It was good.
If only she hadn't picked up that damn ring. It had shown up out of nowhere on her table, and she'd picked it up simply out of curiosity. Where had it come from? Was there someone in her house?
Deep inside, she had been hoping that it had been a surprise engagement ring from the man she’d been seeing over the last three years. He seemed to be building up to it slowly, asking her about what she wanted
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An Ounce of Courage 6Dean hung out in Sam's pocket while his brother went into a diner to pick up some food. He didn't want to stay behind in the car this time, after everything that had happened during the course of the day. He couldn't help but be wary of being left on his own, even in the safety and comfort of his baby. He hated how vulnerable he was like this, without his brother around. Here, in the pocket he felt safe.
He could feel Sam stiffen anytime anyone came near him, just as nervous as around other people as Dean was. There were a ton of people at the diner, all waiting to sit. Sam shuffled nervously in the crowd, grateful because of his height, people have him a wide berth. It seemed like everyone was out of work and school at the same time, and they all had stuffed into the diner.
Muffled through the fabric, Dean could hear Sam thanking someone for the food. He sighed gratefully, glad they were almost done. He braced himself as Sam started to walk again, thumping in time against the chest be
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An Ounce of Courage 8Sam scrambled to his knees on the bed. "No, no, no..." he muttered, desperately lifting up the covers on the bed. He was hoping he'd been seeing things and Dean would be there, fine and laughing at him for falling for the joke. Naturally, Dean was not hiding under the covers. In an instant, Sam was on his hands and knees, crawling around the room, checking under all the furniture, the beds, calling out for Dean. He even opened up all the drawers around the room, checking behind the Bible, looking in the closet. Nothing. No Dean anywhere.
After a few minutes of fruitless searching, it occurred to him that he could just call Dean and ask him where he was. Feeling slightly abashed, he pulled out his phone. Dean's number was up on the screen in record time. He hit the call button. "C'mon..." he said, half begging and half praying for Dean to answer. Ringing started on the other end. Sam felt his spirits rise...
...Then crash back down when a tiny guitar riff cut through the silence
The story takes place after Season 4 Episode 11: Family Remains
Original working title: A Little Curse
I do not own Dean, Sam, Bobby or any part of Supernatural. The storyline and all other characters are mine. Please do not repost. 
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Wow, crazy surprise ending to this Chapter. I was hoping they'd find a way to reverse the Curse but boy was I wrong.
Poor lil' fella...............
Poor lil' fella...............