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Fan fiction by doctor-reid posted over a year ago
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Hey guys, this is just a short piece of Sam's POV when he went to save Dean from the djinn in WIAWSNB. Hope you like it. Once again, I don't own any of this. Unfortunately.

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"This is Dean, leave a message."

"Hey, it's me. Just… just call me when you get this. Okay."

Sam hung up the phone. He knew it had been a bad idea Dean checking out the warehouse by himself. But Dean, being the stubborn guy he was, wouldn't take no for an answer. Sam had gone along with it. But that was over an hour ago. And he still hadn't returned.

Now he was getting worried.

Sure Dean was a grown adult. He could take care of himself. But if the djinn was there and it had gone to plan, his brother should have returned by now. Sam knew something was up. He picked up the phone and tried Dean's mobile once more.

"This is Dean, leave a mes…"

That was it. He hung up with no message this time. Sam grabbed his coat and headed out of the door.
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Fan fiction by genyva posted over a year ago
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5 months after Sam crawls out the whole he see that Dean is doing what he asked was wasn’t ready to tell Dean everything, he thinks that Dean would look at him different he still had he's demonic abilities and like the season finale he seems pretty demonic [the whole light flickering thing]. So he travels south and finds him self in Valentine, Texas where he meets Kayla [played by Hayden Panettiere]. Kayla is the opposite of Sam when it comes to hunting. All she wants is to be a hunter with her brother and father. The one thing that torments her the most, the nightmare of her mother dieing. Sound familiar, the only difference is that Kayla was 14 and she remembers it like it was yesterday. Sam is independent now, so we thought, why would he want to be with Kayla, a silly 21 year old that works at a bar in a town population 4000. She is a replica of Dean. Same sweet green eyes, smart-ass mouth, 80’s music, love for Bacon Cheese burgers. She then has her Jo days were she is venerable and innocent. So this is how I perceive the next season [duh I'm wrong], but follow how Sam is with Kayla, see why she is irresistible.
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Fan fiction by shomill posted over a year ago
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Theresa Miller, Doctor of Psychiatry, had an office located off the main street, in a building that also housed offices for a local insurance company and a real estate agency. It was a small office, with only the doctor's work office, examination room, a reception desk, and a play area for children.

The four Winchesters stook outside the glass door, looking inside. "This should be simple," Dean said sarcastically. "All we gotta do is get the watchdog away from her desk, lure Dr. Joyce Brothers out of her office, get the files, and get out before anyone gets back. Simple enough."

D chewed on her lip. "Yeah, it could be. I got an idea."

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Dean and D both walked up to the reception desk. "Excuse me," Dean told the receptionist, a lanky girl with short, dark hair and square glasses. "We're here to see Dr. Miller. We have an appointment."

"Marriage counseling," D said.
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Fan fiction by HorrorFan101 posted over a year ago
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By the time Sam and Dean reached the motel, it was very near daybreak, and as the Impala pulled up and crunched on the harsh rocky gravel a familiar figure emerged from the motel’s grand entrance. Dean switched off the engine and both brothers got out of the car to greet Helen.
Helen seemed brighter today, Dean observed. Not only was she wearing a long, flowing skirt with highlighted her figure, but he face seemed a little happier and less worn out that it had done the two or three times Sam and Dean had seen her throughout their stay.
“Hey,” Helen said, “Where have you been? I thought you’d left last night without paying a tip.” She smiled jokingly and then raised her eyebrows to prompt an actual answer to the question.
“Well,” Sam explained, “we were at this bar in Riverside’s main centre, and Dean here, well, Dean found...company. And seeing as he had the car keys, I had to wait in the car until...he had finished his excursion.”
Dean threw Sam a dirty look as if to say this-isn’t-over, but played along anyway, giving Helen a guilty smile, silently admitting that Sam was correct.
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Fan fiction by shomill posted over a year ago
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The girls got out to the car and began discussing Mrs. Walker's explanation. "How much of theat do you believe?" asked Samantha.

"I'm not sure," D said, pursing her lips thoughtfully. "I think she'd hiding something. She was very brusque, especially when we were asking about ghosts and demons."

"She just lost her husband," Samantha pointed out. "You can't expect her to give up information easily, especially when we're talking about someone she cared about so much."

D nodded. "Yeah, you're right. You think maybe the daughter knows something?"

"Maybe," Samantha said, nodding. "Mrs. Walker was pretty anxious to make sure we didn't go near her." Samantha furrowed her brow, considering one obvious possibility. "Do you think maybe the girls did kill her father?"

D shook her head. "No, the description sounded like a haunting to me." She nibbled on the inside of her cheek. "I think I know where we need to look now."
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Fan fiction by shomill posted over a year ago
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"You say this attacker looked exactly like your daughter Sharon?" questioned D.

"I thought she did," Mrs. Walker said. She was silent for a moment. "But that's impossible. Sharon was taking a shower, upstairs in her bathroom. She came running down when I screamed. She couldn't have been in two places at once."

D and Samantha exchanged curious glances. Two places at once, huh? Samantha asked, "Did you see the attacker's eyes?"

"The eyes?" Mrs. Walker thought back. "Only for a second, but yeah, I did."

"Did they look unusual at all?"

"Unusual, like...?"

"Strange color," Samantha said. "It might look like a camera flare, or it moght be red or yellow, all black, or all white."

Mrs. Walker shook her head. "No, they were just blue."

Samantha nodded thoughtfully.

D pressed on, "Have you ever had any electrical problems here- like maybe the lights flickering on and off? Or maybe you've heard strange noises, like rats scratching in the walls?"
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Fan fiction by HorrorFan101 posted over a year ago
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Sam nodded in agreement and joined up with his brother in the middle of the road to go towards the other roadside. Dean split from Sam slightly as he went to the Impala again to retrieve his phone.
Sam gave him a questioning look.
“Okay,” Dean confessed, “one: I’m expecting a call from a hot chick from the vampire hunt last week; you know, Stacey? And two, phone cameras can sometimes detect spirit activity because of the frequency, right? We might be able to see something through it.”
Sam scoffed and shook his head at Dean.
“What?”
“Nice save.”
Dean grinned as his brother had read his mind. “I thought so.”
Sam and Dean approached the grass verge they’d parked the car on and separated a small distance to cover more ground, both shining their torches in various directions. Sam scanned the grass he was standing on and the area around him, trying to give as thorough a look as possible. He shook his jacket sleeve up and glanced at his watch. One a.m. They’d already wasted nearly an hour looking for the piece that was keeping Barnes’s spirit around, and if they didn’t find it soon they’d...
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Fan fiction by shomill posted over a year ago
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The Walker home was a two-story, three-bedroom Queen Anne house, complete with a turret on the right side and spacious, wrap-around porch. The house was old and appeared to need a paint job, but otherwise it was in very good condition.

"My favorite," Dean said sarcastically, as the four Winchesters got out of the car. "Big, old house with a turret. Casper's favorite haunting grounds."

Samantha looked over the house approvingly. Why does everyone have this stereotype that Victorian houses are spooky?"

Dean gave her a funny look. "I didn't mean anything personal, sweetheart."

D was irritated by his nickname for her sister. As they started up the sidewalk towards the front door, she commented, "She's been infatuated with these monstrosities since she was ten."

Dean looked over his shoulder at Sam. "You like these ghost hotels?"

Sam shrugged, the corners of his mouth turning down. "Never really thought about it before."
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Opinion by Blueeyes99 posted over a year ago
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Alrighty, another interview with a Cas-girl! I never get bored with this! This time it’s with pizzapi! She dedicated her time to answer these questions, as have all the interviewees before her, let’s get started, and see what she had to say!

How has Castiel changed the show for you?
He satisfies my trench coat-cravings, which were really running rampant in the first few seasons.

Did you ever think Cas was going to “find” God?
Yes. Just not on any flatbread. XD

What is your favorite Cas quote?
Yow, that is a hard one ! There are so many good ones. But one of my faves is in Free to Be You and Me when Dean asks the deputy sheriff what set off the riot and Cas interrupts, completely deadpan, "It's angels and demons, probably. They're skirmishing all over the globe."

Was Castiel an instant favorite of yours?
Surprisingly, no ! After 'No Rest for the Wicked', I spent all summer obsessing, "What's gonna happen to Dean? What's gonna happen to Dean? What's going to happen to Deeeeaaaan??" so when Castiel showed up and was all like "I'm the one who gripped you tight and raised you...
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Fan fiction by HorrorFan101 posted over a year ago
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Sam didn’t honestly know what had possessed him and his brother to come out to Nettington Highway at seven past midnight on a murky, damp night, but he supposed that it was one of the low points of the job; especially when they didn’t know how to put Matthew’s spirit to rest as he’d been cremated. They needed to find another source of remains or belonging to him. Sam sighed at the illogical concept of the plan they’d come up with in the last few hours.
Dean, on the other hand, looked like a child again; and it was in moments like this that Sam really could see the love Dean had for hunting. He’d had it as long as Sam could remember. It seemed to complete him. Sam smiled to himself as he thought back to how different yet close they’d been when they were younger. He remembered when they’d both come home from yet another school day, and Dean had actually turned up to this one, which had been a definite improvement at the time. When they’d walked through the hotel room door that time to be greeted by their father, who’d only come home a minute before them, Sam thought that they probably couldn’t have looked more different in terms of expressions.
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Fan fiction by doctor-reid posted over a year ago
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Here comes another one XD Was listening to the song and thought that it fitted Dean's relationship with John. It was initially only going to be short, but as I wrote it, it kind of expanded into a longer fic with more of a storyline. Hope you like it, set sometime between Sam leaving and Dean finding him at Stanford.

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"Dean! Where do you think you're going?"

"For a drive."

"Dean!"

But Dean ignored his dad's yells. He slammed the motel room door and stormed to the Impala. He and his dad didn't get into fights often, but since Sam left they seemed to happen every other day. Dean climbed into the car, started the engine and drove off, not once looking back.

Dean had always been the good son. Sam was the one who caused problems with dad. Yet when Sam went away, it seemed that no matter what Dean did, it was wrong. Was he a substitute for Sam or something?

He was sick of being stuck in his dad's shadow; having to be exactly like him since before he could remember. He did exactly as he was told, no questions asked, yet he received little gratitude.
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Fan fiction by doctor-reid posted over a year ago
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This is just a short piece of Castiel’s thoughts after Sam killed Alastair in ‘On the Head of a Pin’. His shock at Sam’s actions and his guilt at where the proceedings had left Dean. Just a one shot – NO SLASH.

Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or anything to do with it. I’m simply borrowing the characters and then (sadly) giving them back to the wonderful Mr. Kripke afterwards. Thank you Mr. Kripke! *grins*

Enjoy =)

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Alastair’s body fell to the ground. His mouth and eyes still hung open. His lifeless form hit the ground with a thud and silence followed. For a few brief moments, Castiel stared at Sam in a mixture of disbelief, disappointment and concern.

Disbelief because Sam had just killed a demon. Not just any demon, Alastair, with his mind. He had not just exorcised him, he had killed him. For good.

Disappointment because Castiel had hoped that Sam would not continue down this dangerous road. He had hoped that Dean would be able to talk some sense into his brother.
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Fan fiction by SarahtotheCore posted over a year ago
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The new Sage...
AH! SOMEONE NEEDS TO SMACK ME OVER THE BLOODY HEAD! No my loves, I haven't forgotten you... but my life has been hectic. I think it has slipped my mind because Supernatural isn't in my mailbox anymore :(

Now that I am just now back... EVERYTHING is a bloody fan fiction. I thought I was special :( Aw. Oh well, as long as people use grammar and spelling- I'm happy :D

This, my dear, beloved, patient readers... is going to be long... and epic.

As you found out in the last few lines of the last chapter, the main character, Sage, is one of the yellow-eyed demon's kids/followers... whatever they are considered. This is, well, how powers can go wrong, right, and ugly. It will come in two parts. This is only part one.

ALSO! ALERT!!! New model switch. I thought the old Sage looked a little older than her character, now it is the lovely Amanda Seyfried! Enjoy!

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"What?" I asked, standing from the counter, landing on the ground softly and slowly.
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Fan fiction by HorrorFan101 posted over a year ago
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Dean gave Sam an annoyed look, turned his back on the door and pulled it open. Sam followed.
When they’d returned to their motel room, Sam and Dean went through the information they had gathered in the last few hours and tried to decide what actions to take next; evening was drawing in, and with such gloomy weather having been present all day, darkness was already closing in as the clock reached eight o’clock. Dean, who had laid a few tools out on his bed, was cleaning his shotgun and checking the equipment needed to get the job done as sweetly and shortly as possible; Sam was sitting awkwardly on the edge of his own bed, as if wanting to get up and pace round the room but was afraid of annoying his brother. He rested his face in one hand, rubbing his chin thoughtfully as he leaned it on his leg, and held the documents with the other. Dean stopped what he was doing and looked up at Sam.
“Alright, what is it?” he asked, doing his best not to sound irritated. Sam had been getting on his nerves recently; Dean guessed they’d been on the road too long and the stress of his deal was taking its toll on both of them. But nevertheless, a tone of annoyance...
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Fan fiction by HorrorFan101 posted over a year ago
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Dean found himself brought back to reality by the first signs of heavy rain hitting defiantly on his windscreen. He sighed. He was beginning to realise that good weather and Riverside didn’t really feature in the same sentence very often at all. He checked his phone for any emergency calls from Sam, found nothing, and started the car’s engine, ready to head back to the main town centre again and pick up Sam. He’d only been gone an hour, but he hoped Sam had found something about the spirit in that time, because Dean really wanted to avoid research at all possible costs.
By the time he’d reached the library, Sam was leaning against the brickwork outside, with a stack of papers wedged in his right hand and a triumphant look on his face. Dean sighed with relief and raised his eyebrows at Sam as he bent down and sat down in the car next to him.
“Well? Did you find out who our mystery man spirit was?”
“Yep,” replied Sam, flicking through the papers, “he was called Matthew Barnes, and he died in 1986.” Sam paused for Dean to recognise the date.
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Fan fiction by doctor-reid posted over a year ago
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Summary: One thing that was NOT on Dean's list-of-things-to-do-before-I-die... and Sam finds it hilarious! One-shot, hurt!Dean, uncontrollable laughter!Sam set some time in season 3

Disclaimer: I don't own anything... if I did *giggles* well, we won't get into that...

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Sam walked back to the motel room. Dean had taken off with a girl from the bar earlier, as per usual, and headed back to her place. Sam had decided to stay at the bar for a bit before taking a leisurely stroll back to their room – seeing as his caring and oh-so-thoughtful big brother had deserted him and took the car. Sam understood it was his last year and he wanted to do everything he could before he died – that 'list' which clearly included make out with as many random chicks as possible – but still. Seriously.

Sam turned the corner into the parking lot of the motel and stopped in his tracks. Sitting in front of room 5 was the Impala.

You've gotta be kidding me. Sam thought. Had Dean and his date decided to take their evening events back to THEIR motel room? Sam was going to kill him. He couldn't believe it. Was Dean that...
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Fan fiction by shomill posted over a year ago
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Dean and D both reached for the last slice of pizza, their hands bumping together, and they frowned at each other across the table. "Come on!" argued Dean. "You had two pieces before I even got here."

"Yeah, but I paid for it!" said D.

Dean frowned. "Didn't you ever learn to share back in kindergarten?"

"No," D admitted without hesitation, "but I became a damn good shot. It's amazing how much damage you can do with a water pistol." She chuckled.

Dean continued to frown.

D slid the pizza box across the table at him. "Here, enjoy your precious pizza, bitch."

Dean was appalled. "I'm not the bitch. You're the bitch." He took a bite and said, through a mouthful of pepperoni and sausage, "So you knew Castiel?"

D smiled and took a swig of her beer. "Yep, very well," she said, clicking her tongue.

Dean stared at her in shock.

"What?" D said. "He's hot! And he's good at it."
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Fan fiction by shomill posted over a year ago
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Sam tapped on the keyboard of his computer and looked at the screen in dismay. Dean, sitting on his bed, brooding, his arms folded, saw Sam's worried look and asked, "What is it?"

"Something's wrong here," Sam said, his worried hazel eyes never leaving the screen.

Dean feigned a look of shock. "You think?" he said sarcastically.

Sam shook his head. "No, I mean, something's really wrong."

His tone caught Dean's attention, made the hairs on his arms stand on end. "Like what?"

Sam took a deep breath and looked up at Dean. "Like, I've done a search on Samantha and Deanna Winchester, and they're real. They have the exact same history as ours: parents are John and Mary Winchester, Mary died in a house fire in 1983, both children attended Truman High School for one month when they were teenagers, and Samantha was studying pre-law at Stanford University in California when she dropped off the map."

Dean's head was spinning. "So, what, they're stealing our identities, tryng to turn into us?"
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Fan fiction by HorrorFan101 posted over a year ago
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When Sam and Dean left the Institute around half an hour later, they had an accurate and detailed description of the man, it turned out, that Laura had seen in the road that night. Dean tossed the car key to himself as they crunched down the gravel driveway to the Impala.
“Okay, so she wasn’t a nut job.” Dean sounded a little surprised. “So we have to research now, right?”
“Right.” Sam said, grinning at his brother’s reaction.
Dean sighed and threw himself into the driver’s side, irritated. Sam couldn’t understand his brother’s annoyance with research. It was interesting, required little work and was very quick, if you knew where it look and what to do. Sam got into the car, shut the door, took one last look at the institution and Dean drove back down the hill and to the main town once again.
“Wait,” Dean suddenly said while they were nearly at the local library, “should we check out the road where this happened before researching?”
“Are you that stubborn about doing research, Dean?” Sam asked, a grin creeping up on his face.
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Fan fiction by HorrorFan101 posted over a year ago
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They’d reached the main town of Riverside, and Sam had to admit, he could understand people wanting to escape for holiday season, or any season for that matter. Riverside was run-down, and at least every few metres Dean drove was a closed down store or some sort. The weather, he supposed, hadn’t helped improve his first impression of the town; now it was mid morning, the gloomy air and the light but constant patter of rain which had not let up from last night was enough to obscure his opinion of the area. As they left the main centre of the town, Dean observed the road he was following from the main street. It was obviously not one driven a lot, and was poorly maintained; gravel sprayed and seemed to taunt Dean as it hit lightly against the sides of the Impala with every few crawling metres.
“Okay, you’ve got about half a mile before it’s a left to the institution,” Sam pointed, with a slight feeling of unease creeping up on him. He was used to isolated places and locations, but he felt somewhat uncomfortable with the lone, tall building that was looming into view. As Dean began to turn the car left, the Impala’s engine growled defiantly as a definite...
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Opinion by Blueeyes99 posted over a year ago
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I started doing these interviews, because I thought it would be fun to meet some of the Cas-girls out there. I usually e-mail people, asking them if they’d like to be interviewed for a Cas-girl interview. I have never been turned down, not once. Which I’m thankful for. When I asked my next interviewee, she was ecstatic to share her story about Cas. So, my next interview is with Angel-wingz, a.k.a Heather. Her answers really put it into perspective, you’ll see why.

Hi, thank you for taking the time to do this!

Not a problem Katie. I’m happy to do this!

What is it that drew your attention to Castiel?

I hadn’t been a fan of the show until Castiel became a part of it. When I was a little younger, I was diagnosed with MRSA (Google it), which means methicillin-resistant staphylococcus aureus, in other words, a staph infection. I was in an out of hospitals when season four began. My husband, who was a big fan of the show and still it, had put the TV on while I was in my hospital bed one night. For the first time I was watching a Supernatural episode. I dozed in and out, then I heard Castiel speak for the first...
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Fan fiction by HorrorFan101 posted over a year ago
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“Well,” Dean confirmed, as he wondered into the bathroom to wash his face with refreshing cool water, “I don’t know if we need to go into the main town if we’ve got a semi-witness right here.”
“Dean, you saw her face; she’s still pretty beaten up about the whole thing. The woman lost her brother. Maybe I’ll know how she feels.”
Dean appeared at the bathroom doorway to give Sam one of his looks as Sam sat on the bed and looked down at his hands in typical Sam pondering fashion. Still, Dean felt a burst of protectiveness for him that had been inside him for as long as he could remember.
“How could you make that deal, Dean?” he asked quietly. “Did you not think about me for one minute?”
Dean looked taken aback, a hint of sadness crawling into his face. He hadn’t wanted Sam to have to continue hunting without him, but what choice had he had?
“Sammy, believe me, I was thinking about you for all of it.”
Sam looked up to face his brother and nodded semi-understandingly. He drew a breath, and said “Nevertheless, I don’t think Helen will want to talk to two strangers about her brother’s death, so...
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Fan fiction by shomill posted over a year ago
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D sat on her bad, and Samantha sat at the table, working at her computer. "Find anything?" asked D. She opened the pizza box and bit off the end of a slice of pepperoni.

Samantha scrolled down the list of files she'd hacked into. "About Samuel and Dean Winchester? No, nothing. No record of anyone by either name."

D nodded. "Okay, then." She opened her duffel bag and checked the shotgun to be sure it was loaded.

Samantha gave her a puzzled look. "Rock salt?"

"Yep."

Samantha turned sideways in her chair, resting her elbow on the back of it. "D, I think they're human. Shoot 'em with rock salt, you'll just piss 'em off."

D shook her head. "They're not human. They can't be."

"Well, what do you think they are?" wondered Samantha. "We invited them in to talk, they walked right over the devil's trap under the rug, and Sam even used a silver-plated ink pen to write down his cell phone number- which is identical to mine, by the way."
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Fan fiction by HorrorFan101 posted over a year ago
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Sam turned his head to look out the window to see spatters of rain hitting the windscreen and windows of the car and nothing but a dark stretch of dimly lit road lying in front of them. Sam’s mind wondered to his father. Was this what he wanted them to do? Sam almost laughed to himself. Of course it was. That man had thought that the job was the most important thing in the world. Sam’s light smile faded as he felt the heavy, sagging weight of guilt as he remembered how badly he’d treated his father, especially as he’d adapted from being a teenager to an early adult. He knew in his heart that his father had always done what was best for them, after their mother’s death. Another fairly unpleasant thought. Sam blinked and mentally shook himself back to reality again. There was no point in dwelling on the past, Sam thought. It’s me and Dean, we’re what matters now.
Sam was brought out of his deep thoughts that had been lingering in his head, admittedly, for quite some time now, and raised his head in response to the sharp left Dean had made off the main road and down onto an unused gravel driveway that crunched as the Impala’s wheels rolled above it.
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Fan fiction by HorrorFan101 posted over a year ago
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“Okay, what have you got?” Dean glanced sideways at his brother for a second before focusing on the dark road in front of him again.
“Um, not much,” Sam replied, flicking lightly through copied police files in his hands, “a couple went missing about five miles south from here about 3 months ago, and since then there haven’t been any sightings of them, it was like they just vanished. But get this, people from the area say the road is haunted. And they weren’t the first people to go missing on that stretch of road, either.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah. The pattern was just so obscure that the cops just didn’t spot it. There was one this year, then back to 2003, then in 2002, then in 1995, 1989....it goes on till it started in 1986. Sometimes a couple, sometimes just one person, but never more than two. Too obvious, I guess.”
“Why, was there some nasty death or freak accident there or something to give a reason for an angry spirit maybe?” Dean asked.
“Well, maybe, maybe not,” Sam answered, “You see, because no one’s lived to tell the tale, there are lots of different ways the stories and rumours have been...
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