Tuesday, January 11, 2011

The Biggest White Shark Ever

cute; s: Dean Winchester.
Note: The name is inspired by the song the band Reverie The Morning Of [info]. Reverie.
Chapter 3.
Tuesday.
was late at night when Dean made from light his nearly empty bottle of beer. The silence about domain would be room for Bobby if not for the occasional snoring Sam, lying on the couch. The soft light of the lamps taciturn mingled with the faint remnants of light from the full moon that rose impotente out the window.
Not that Dean was not tired, had led his little girl almost every day on the trail of a metamorphosis too bastard who had the balls well placed and it was good hiding. The headache reminded that nasty fall he had to face, but I needed to let off steam so throughout the water accumulated at the time and simply ignored all launched in a near-suicidal attack if not for his brother who had appeared at the last second behind the monster and intercepted.
course wanting Sam spat, the issue of hunting in second plash; ruled out of steam. had no idea what happened, but Dean was there, invading her personal space and seemed to care a damn.
- What do you mean? Question cut-environment as if it were butter of the human frowning distilled disbelief, green eyes and Cas was chaos anchored to them as if it depended on stand.
"War," he sighed. Rafael's allies continue to rise, our side loses allies every second. Many of my brothers have died thanks to Rafael became a weapon angelyou thought right tooth and nail. But almost felt next
not growing at exponential inside. I kept being selfish, because since Castiel knew I could not remember what it was like without ELO without his brother had become so accustomed to his company did not know if ... - Any day you'll return? He asked in a hoarse voice with a quota of expectation. For some reason he felt that if he was certain he would return, then I could cope better con his absence that much we had to wait ... if the war sobrevivĂ­aa Cas everything would be fine.
"I do not know about his appearance is as fragile as his answer. That's why I came. Dean
away, turning and running a hand over his face. Perfect, fucking perfect. The awareness of the feelings of Cas by him as fireworks went off, loud and inescapable. If not enough, his chest tightened and the weight I had been avoiding since all this began a thousand-fold. - What do you expect me; Iacute; or your spouse at this time, tried to arrange her daughter a decent birthday party, as ever since Jimmy left. This time took pains Claire met again because of age, so I tried a surprise party.

Of course, Claire was pleased. All her friends were there and Institute Favorites guys had to leave before juggling work with her. The food was delicious and the cake tenĂ­aa all the guests happy. Claire was happy to gift-giving because it was things that are secretly

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