The world can wait another day
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Dean swiped his gun out, pointing at the stranger. He was glad that the target was as big as a bison, he couldn't possibly miss it.
"I'm Rich."
"Yeah. And?"
"I said I'm Rich, Vanessa's husband. And you're John Winchester's son. The boy who's chasing skirts."
Sam burst into a hearted laughter like the idiotic toddler that he was.
"You're the Wesson kid who travels with this idiot."Series
- Part 1 of The world can wait another day
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Just the usual family business - hunting people, saving Sam by Wailingwell
Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005)
21 Sep 2026
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"And who are you?"
"Winchesters."
"Indeed. Flannels." The demon said disdainfully after a short pause. "But I only know one. A Dean Winchester who is chased by all hell and earth." The guy pointed his fingers at Dean then started fixing his tie. "I'm not here for chatting, I have a deadline to meet. What is your deal? And I don't accept the baby Boy King for payment."
"Why's that?" Grumpy acted surprised but Dean could see Sam reaching for his demon blade.
"Slow profit. Risky investment. Hazardous material."Series
- Part 2 of The world can wait another day
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Suddenly, Dean was gone and a skinny dude looked at him, he had the face of a comical dork who apparently was confident and laughed a lot. He looked funny with a ridiculous mullet, but he was really really sad right now.
"You have to go back." He brushed his dirty mullet, turned to look at his watch. "It's five minutes already. Go before they shove you back."
"Can I just... I'm too tired, can I stay here. Please, for a little while." He pleaded.
"They'll send you back anyway and he's still down there." His eyes were all sad and worried. "Go now, by yourself. And remember, Dean..."
"What about Dean?"
"Sammy." Somebody was sobbing in the back of his head. "Please."
And he was yanked away, the guy reached out to him a bit too late and the last thing he saw was the guy standing in the road, lost and desolate.
When he came to, the world roared at him, he let out a gasp, felt his lungs torn open. Something heavy laid on his neck, smothering him. Then he could smell Smith. He cast his eyes on the short soft hair. Smith smelled like nothing he had ever known or imagined, like the Milk Way, like the sky or the oceanbed, like his own soul, like home 'cos Sam had never known one.Series
- Part 3 of The world can wait another day
