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The house was massive, if you could even call it a house, because castle would be a much better description.
The walls were covered with amazing and expensive paintings by numerous artists, the kitchen was massive and the freezer was stocked, the doors could only just shut, because it was filled with pie. Lots and lots of pie. Suddenly someone walked into the kitchen, throwing down arms full of groceries onto the kitchen bench and huffing slightly.
It's bad for you Jensen. Sam looked around the room and spotted a framed photograph of Dean and Cas, holding hands, wearing matching suits, smiling like it was the greatest day of their lives; and it all clicked. Misha's heart sunk into the pit of his stomach. He let go of Dean's jacket, and looked down at the floor.
Right, I'm just gonna go. Alexa Actionable Analytics for the Web. AmazonGlobal Ship Orders Internationally. Amazon Inspire Digital Educational Resources. Amazon Rapids Fun stories for kids on the go.
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Sam shot him a shrug, as if to say 'just play along', before turning his full attention to the voice down the line. Dean followed Misha into the kitchen, watching cautiously as the other man started unloading the few bags of groceries. Apparently he wasn't the type of guy who messed around with small talk. Although they were married, maybe this was just the way married people spoke.
Dean cleared his throat, "I was being stupid. Although he stopped himself before he started; it might look slightly strange if he didn't know where anything lived in his own kitchen. Dean felt a hand rest gently on his forearm, his eyes snapping up to see blue ones staring at him closely, filled to the brim with concern, "You sure you're okay Jensen? I'm needed at home. Who even knew who it was that was coming to lay claim to Sam. Great, just another obstacle they had to work their way around with the whole getting back to their own universe problem.
As far as Dean could tell they were well on their way to becoming royally screwed. They were supposed to be some hot shot actors who lived in Canada of all places, when they didn't know the first thing about acting or the lives that they supposedly lived.
Now Sammy was about to walk out the door and leave him stranded with his theoretical husband , who looked like Cas but that seemed to be as far as the comparison went. Sam gave him the best 'we can do this' look he could muster before a horn sounded from outside beckoning him to face his fate. Sure, they could do this. They were the Winchester's, they could do anything. What was an alternate universe to the boys who knew how to navigate Hell?
Once Sam disappeared through the front door Dean felt an arm sneak across his lower back, a hand hooking on his hip, curling around his waist to draw him closer. Dean only knew one thing for sure; when they got back home — and they would — he was going to find Balthazar, and he was going to murder that stupid meddling sunnofa bitch. Just In All Stories: Story Story Writer Forum Community. Dean would definitely never appear on a soap opera. Dean Winchester did not wear makeup. He was not gay! God, Cas, whoever was listening - Please get them the hell out of here.
Set around the French Mistake. And he wanted out now! This was no longer just strange, it was downright offensive. Dean slammed the laptop shut before his brother could make any further comments. We need to get out of this universe. Yeah, this definitely ranked as eccentric, even for them.
And it was not his fault that everything was fake. Dean slammed the car door shut forcefully, "How the hell are we supposed to get out of here? Clif raised his eyebrows at them in the rear view mirror, "Since when are you guys talking?
You're allergic to cats. Sam rolled his eyes at his brother's easy distraction. Dean and Sam were still arguing silently when the guy rounded the corner.
Dean felt his face flame red. I married fake Cas?! You seem a bit out of it. Sam cleared his throat from behind them and Dean hastily moved away from Misha's warm hand.
Dean turned to him swiftly, "What? Where are you going? It would be simple, right? The author would like to thank you for your continued support. Your review has been posted. Actions Add to Community Report Abuse.