Free but at what cost? (Some language warning)

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(After this)

Dean had got some sleep, and now he was lying out in the Impala after having some beer from the Drunken Dragon tavern. It helped a little.

Not really.

He sent a comm to Sam earlier when he was more awake saying where he was, and that it was true.

Apocalypse canceled. No more angel condoms, no more Michael, no more Lucifer. The Winchesters were free from destiny's hold.


...No more Earth.

They failed. He failed.

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[chosenfamily]

Honestly, it was getting a little long in Sam's opinion, too. But there wasn't exactly anywhere to get it cut. Unless maybe the Sensorium could do that. Maybe he'd test that.

He batted at Dean's hand, his own smile widening. "Jerk." The way he said it, it was totally a term of endearment. "You got any more beer?"

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

While Dean had considerable stubble, but hey, part of his charm.

"Bitch," he immediately answered with a grin.

"Not my fault if you drank the last of it." Actually there was one more bottle in hiding. Let's see how long before Sam stumbles across it.

[chosenfamily]

Dean would probably change that the moment he started kissing anybody on a regular basis.

The smile went straight to a grin at the well-known answer and rolled his eyes. "Nope. Your fault for not having more of it." Didn't believe for a second that it had been the last one, but hey. Dean was allowed his stash.

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

"Well I could have carried more if you were with me at the time, dude."

And since he can't deny his bro anything, Dean then fished around the back, and grabbed the last bottle to hand over.

"Here."

[chosenfamily]

"I'd have been with you at the time if you'd come and gotten me or asked me to meet you to get the beer." He pointed it out with a bit of humor, no matter what it was about. "And thanks. But it's fine. Save it for another time, huh?"

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

"You sure? And well, I figured you had your head in a book again or something."

He put the drink back down in the back again.

Dean then wondered, "Hey Sammy? You didn't come across those books of Chuck in the media library did you?"

[chosenfamily]

"Yeah, well, I did, but you know that I'd have come when you called." Just like he had now.

He shook his head at the question. "No, I haven't. Though I admit that I haven't really been looking. Even if they were, Stacy probably only has the ones that were published."

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"I haven't really looked, but was just curious. Feel better knowing not everybody's seen our True Hollywood Story, you know?" Not knowing that some might have in another way.

"I mean if the ladies want full frontal me, they'd only have to ask."

[chosenfamily]

Sam snorted, putting his hand over his eyes. "Just keep it aimed their way, dude. And put a sock on the door or something." There were things he did not need to see.

Again. Because living in hotels meant sometimes you got accidental eyefuls.

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"I do. Anyway, been going to their rooms, and probably next time might be on her ship."

Dean added, "Not my fault if you forget to knock sometimes, man."