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Fandom: Supernatural
Word Count: 1, 280
Rating: PG-13
Notes: Thank you to my beta Mago186.
Notes: Crossver with the movie junior
Notes: This is set around the time that Sam decided that Stanford was a good thing.
Disclaimer: These are not characters of my own creation
Summary: After a curse and a night of sex with his brother Dean falls pregnant. Only Sam doesn't remember that night or the curse
part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5
For the past ten minutes, he has been attempting to read the same webpage with information about shape shifters. He has made it as far as the first two sentences. The information contained in those two sentences proved to be useless. Every time he attempts to read any further, his dad does something to interrupt him.
It began with sighs that were too loud to be sighs.
Then came the muttered insults that he wasn’t meant to hear, but he did.
After the last muttered insults about his lack of hunting skills, he finally lost his temper. He slammed down the top laptop, making a mental note to check for damage later on.
“What did you just say?” Dean asked. He did his best to keep his voice at a normal level, but failed completely. He wanted his words to sound casual but they came out as harsh.
“You’ve put on weight around your middle. You are becoming lazy,”
Mentally counting to ten in an attempt to calm down
“The only effort you make on each hunt is the research. You spend hours in the library or you are glued to that fucking laptop looking for information we just don’t need to know. You have lost that enthusiasm you used to have for the hunt. That lack of interest will get you killed.”
To reign in his temper Dean began to mentally bludgeon his dad to death with various metal objects. With that mental show of murder playing over and over again in his mind, he said, “Knowing all of the facts about a hunt prevents us from making any dumb ass mistakes. You never seem to complain about all the research I do until the hunt is over.”
“You are not
The little mental show he had going was no longer working. What little control he had over his temper snapped when his dad had mentioned Sam. “Don’t you dare compare me to
“What is keeping you here
“The demon that killed mom is the only thing keeping me here. I’m going to get something to eat,”
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Two coffee cups sat untouched on the table that occupied the furthest corner of the motel room.
As he did a quick 360 of the room, he noticed that there was no sign of any kind of writing or letters in the room. With a growing sense of dread, be walked over to the window and pulled back the curtains.
There was nothing outside but the parking lot and a baby in a car seat. He looked at the baby for so long that the room around him faded away. Now the car seat was merely inches from him. The baby looked so much like
He woke up with
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Before the argument with his dad,
He has just finished his third coffee and was about to order a refill when his dad walked into the diner. He had wanted more than just thirty minutes to relax before his dad tried to restart the argument. He didn’t say anything as he watched
“You're finally making an effort with a diet,”
Ignoring a remark that was obviously meant to push a few buttons he said. “Is there another job that we have to do or do I get to sleep for more than four hours?”
“
“I’m not pissed off. Hell, I’m not even angry. It’s what I expect from you. I don’t need to calm down or focus on the hunt. The only reason you are here is to get an apology from me and you’re not getting one,”
“
“I have a job lined up for an old friend. He has agreed to pay me two thousand dollars up front and three thousand after I have finished. He has only one condition and that is just for me to be there. He doesn’t want what remains of the
“Is it the same friend as before or a different one?”
“Different friend,”
“Tell me about this friend,”
“I met him during
“What is this friend’s name?”
“
Looking
“Four days, five tops if I run into any complications,”
“When are you leaving?”
“As soon as I can.
“Just be careful son,”
