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Gulliver's Curse 1
When Sam came down for breakfast, he felt much better than when he woke up. Having his own clothes and a new perspective lifted his spirits. The Winchester followed the delicious smell to the dining room and almost couldn’t believe his eyes. It was a proper breakfast: a prepared meal with actual cutlery. Without hesitating, he sat down and started eating.
Coming from the kitchen was Lemual with a cup of coffee and a grin. “Glad to see someone likes my cooking.” She took a place in the table and started eating too, but at a much slower pace.
“Mmmh.” Embarrassed, Sam slowed down and wiped his mouth with a napkin.
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Gulliver's Curse Prologue
“Crap, there’s nothing here.”
Cursing as he took out the last book of the shelf, Dean stood up. After sitting for hours, he had to stretch out to get rid of the cramps. The hunter looked around the office, scanning the nautical paraphernalia that seemed to be the theme of the room. Even with that, the office was clearly elegantly put up, making the Winchesters the only out of place of the room. He seemed dissatisfied with his search and groaned as his back got rid of the last of the cramps.
“Did you find anything?”
To anyone it would seem like he was talking to thin air, but a small voice answered from the des
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Castiel appeared in the middle of the motel room and looked around curiously. The room was a complete wreck, from the bloodied beds to the broken windows and doors. Sam and Dean were moving around him, gathering their things hastily.
“What happened?” Castiel asked.
“Demon bastards,” Dean grumbled, giving Cas a passing glance as he packed, his eyes lingering on the pockets. “Persephone with you?”
Castiel nodded, “Of course,” and reached down into his pocket to reveal her. She looked startled, to say the least.
“Dean!” She gasped, shifting
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So.... uh yeah. I'm going into hiding until next Friday.
A Dark and Stormy Night...
The nitty gritty parts of the story coming up... the end is nigh!
On the side... it's been an awesome week for Supernatural Gt, so much new stuffs
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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 7Sam woke early on in the morning. Checking the nightstand, he saw Dean was still passed out, arms crossed tight across his tiny chest, managing to look disgruntled even in sleep. Grabbing his jacket, Sam went for an early morning coffee run, jogging down to the nearby convenience store. The 7-11 was brightly lit up in the morning sun. He pushed the door open, bells twinkling over his head.
He browsed around for something good for them to eat for breakfast, settling on a breakfast sandwich for Dean and some fruit for himself, making sure to grab some granola bars for later on as well. He headed out after making himself the perfect cup of joe, planning on sharing it with Dean. Its not like Dean could make a dent in the drink, even if he managed to drink his weight in coffee.
He took the walk back to the room at a slower pace, more relaxed now with their door in sight. He couldn't help worrying about Dean whenever he was out. After the last days events, he couldn't help but feel that anyt
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An Ounce of Courage 9Less than five minutes into Sam's drive back to the house, his phone went off. Fumbling to pull it out, he accidentally swerved the car off the road for a moment. He could almost hear Dean bitching about his lack of driving skills. Rain was starting to patter against the windshield. Praying the call was from Dean, he answered it without looking, unable to check his Caller ID and keep his eyes on the road. "Hey."
"Hey Sam, hope I didn't catch you at a bad time," Bobby's voice came over the line.
It wasn't Dean. Fighting back despair, Sam managed to answer Bobby. "N-not really, just having a bad day."
"What happened?"
"It's, it's Dean. The curse hit again and he disappeared, right in front of me. I couldn't get to him in time..." Sam briefly choked up, still too upset about his failure.
Bobby picked up on it, naturally. "Sam, from what I can see, you couldn't have stopped it from happening anyway. This curse would have got him one way or the other. Do you know where he
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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