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Meg was sneaking around in a closed Cibo store. She didn’t have to eat, but she remembered the flavor of vanilla from when she was a human and so she ate all vanilla puddings she found on the shelves. Being a demon did have his perks. For instance, she could eat whatever she wanted without gaining a pound.
The door opened and closed again. Damn it, she thought, più demons. One of them whistled. “Meggie! Hey, Meggie! Crowley wants to give te a kiss. Why don’t te be a nice demon and come out”
Meg crawled away and hid in the successivo aisle.     
“Guess what, Meggie” the demon detto loud. “We found your boyfriend. He’s being punished right now”
It’s not true. He’s lying, Meg tried to convince herself.
“That’s what te get when te double attraversare, croce Hell’s manager” the demon continued. “It’s going to happen to te too, te know”
He wanted to say more, when his phone rang. He picked up and a few secondi later. He looked at the other two demons. “The Angel’s on his way home”
Hearing that made Meg realize the demon had lying. They hadn’t been able to get their hands on Cas just yet and if she was fast enough they might never get the chance to.
Pretty much everyone is expendable on SPN except Sam and Dean. However, there are major differences between Bobby and other supporting characters. Other recurring and regular characters are tied to their stories. When their stories end, there's no longer any need for the characters.

But Bobby isn't tied to a story. He's intricately linked to Sam and Dean.

Bobby knows Sam and Dean better than anyone. In some ways, he probably knows each of them better than he knows himself, better than they know one another, and better than the audience knows them. He's been their "uncle" since they were young...
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“It’s worthless.”
Cas may not have known, but he couldn’t have been più wrong as he handed the amulet back to Dean. That amulet had grown up with us, but he wasn’t to know that. I ha rubato, stola a quick glance at Dean who was looking at Castiel in...agreement? Couldn’t be. He knew what it meant. When I glanced over to where Cas had been, he had gone, leaving me and my brother alone in the motel room.
I walked over to the letto and shoved the towels into our duffel bag, then looked at Dean, who was still holding the collana in his right hand and his own duffel bag with the other, hitching...
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I dug my phone from out my pocket, flipped it up and began to dial.
“What are te doing?” Castiel asked.
I knew it was the right thing to do as soon as it began to ring. “What I should have done in the first place.”
I waited a few stretched out rings before my brother answered reluctantly; he’d obviously seen the caller ID and been hesitant to talk to me after what I’d detto just a few hours earlier. Wow, just a few hours...it felt like a lot longer. It had been about two and half weeks since I’d last seen Sam, and although up until very recently it had felt like what was best...
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posted by shomill
They got in the car, D driving and Samantha sitting in the backseat with Sharon. “So the plan is… what?” asked Samantha.

“Get out in the open,” D said. She looked at Sharon in the rearview mirror. “You did say that she detto she’d get zapped back if she wasn’t undercover?”

Sharon nodded. “Immediately.”

“Awesome. We’ll find someplace wide open-”

“And I’ll draw her to me,” Sharon finished for her.

The girls looked at her in surprise. “You sure?” asked Samantha.

Sharon nodded. “If she told the truth, I should be perfectly safe. She’ll be gone before she can do...
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posted by shomill
Dean stared at Sam in open-mouthed amazement. “The doorway between worlds?”

“Don’t te remember, Dean?” asked Sam. “After we finished the last case, we ran into that weird storm, just like this one, in Ohio.”

Dean thought and nodded. “Oh, yeah, yeah, I do remember. It hit like a ton of bricks, then there was that blinding flash, and then it was over, just like it had never happened. And then we stopped in at that little commensale, diner for supper.”

Sam nodded, his face tight and pensive. “And that’s where we found the newspaper headline about Richard Walker’s death.”

“When was...
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posted by shomill
D stared at Samantha for a moment and said, “So you’re telling me that Sharon's family is being ganked da Sharon's ghost from our world?”

Samantha shrugged. “It’s the most plausible thing we could think of.”

“The most plausible?” detto Dean. “What was the least?”

“Sammy,” D said, “come on, girl, you’ve gotta admit, this whole thing is pretty crazy. ‘Dingo ate my baby’ crazy.”

“So what do te call this whole damn case?” her sister retorted.

D nodded reluctantly and conceded, “‘Dingo ate my baby’ crazy.”

Sam put in, “Yeah, it’s a stretch, but when you...
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posted by HorrorFan101
Even Dean looked Lost for words, which did not occur too often, he could promise. Sam exchanged looks with his brother, then found his voice.
“How d’you know that?”
Amy shrugged. “I’ve been one myself heading of ten years now. Since I was sixteen.”
Sam and Dean exchanged looks, and silently decided between themselves to trust and believe her as one of their few allies.
“So how did te recognise us? We’re pretty good at keeping under the radar,” argued Dean.
“I saw te loading some weapons into your tronco this morning, and the way te kept yourselves to yourselves, and go...
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posted by HorrorFan101
The demon looked at the floor around her feet for a way out then realised that even if she broke through the devil’s trap, she was still trapped in the room with the Winchesters, who not only had an exorcism ritual, but also the coltello that was able to kill her kind.
Sam began to walk towards her, still staying out of the circle, as Dean paced back and forth behind him, near the door.
“So what are te doing here?”
She looked up smugly. “You honestly think I’m going to tell you?”
“Yeah, we do, actually,” Dean piped up from behind his brother, taking a small metal container from...
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posted by shomill
Sam and Samantha both sat on Samantha's bed, sharing her laptop as they searched for further information. Sam held the computer on his lap, scrolling down the page. He was only getting più and più confused. “This is getting too deep for me,” he commented.

“Parallel worlds fall into the category of quantum physics,” Samantha said. “Which is nothing but science fiction translated into mathematical formulas and hypothetical theories. No one knows what’s really true, because no one’s ever actually done it.”

“Except us,” Sam said.

“Exactly,” Samantha said, “but our lives...
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Hello everyone. It’s me again, back with another interview with Molly a.k.a Irishsoul12.

Ok, thanks for doing this, I appreciate te taking the time!

Thank te for asking me to do this. I Amore talking about Supernatural and Castiel all the time. In my house no one cares about that, except me and my little sister, Sage.

When Castiel made his debut, what went through your mind?

I was really surprised that they were adding angels. I knew the secondo he walked through those doors he wasn’t a demon, like Dean and Bobby thought. I knew he was something really special. I can honestly say that I was...
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posted by shomill
The girls got out to the car and began discussing Mrs. Walker's explanation. "How much of theat do te believe?" asked Samantha.

"I'm not sure," D said, pursing her lips thoughtfully. "I think she'd hiding something. She was very brusque, especially when we were asking about ghosts and demons."

"She just Lost her husband," Samantha pointed out. "You can't expect her to give up information easily, especially when we're talking about someone she cared about so much."

D nodded. "Yeah, you're right. te think maybe the daughter knows something?"

"Maybe," Samantha said, nodding. "Mrs. Walker was pretty...
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posted by HorrorFan101
Sam didn’t honestly know what had possessed him and his brother to come out to Nettington Highway at seven past midnight on a murky, damp night, but he supposed that it was one of the low points of the job; especially when they didn’t know how to put Matthew’s spirit to rest as he’d been cremated. They needed to find another fonte of remains o belonging to him. Sam sighed at the illogical concept of the plan they’d come up with in the last few hours.
Dean, on the other hand, looked like a child again; and it was in moments like this that Sam really could see the Amore Dean had for...
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posted by HorrorFan101
Dean gave Sam an annoyed look, turned his back on the door and pulled it open. Sam followed.
When they’d returned to their motel room, Sam and Dean went through the information they had gathered in the last few hours and tried to decide what actions to take next; evening was drawing in, and with such gloomy weather having been present all day, darkness was already closing in as the clock reached eight o’clock. Dean, who had laid a few tools out on his bed, was cleaning his shotgun and checking the equipment needed to get the job done as sweetly and shortly as possible; Sam was sitting...
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posted by HorrorFan101
When Sam and Dean left the Institute around half an ora later, they had an accurate and detailed descrizione of the man, it turned out, that Laura had seen in the road that night. Dean tossed the car key to himself as they crunched down the gravel driveway to the Impala.
“Okay, so she wasn’t a nut job.” Dean sounded a little surprised. “So we have to research now, right?”
“Right.” Sam said, grinning at his brother’s reaction.
Dean sighed and threw himself into the driver’s side, irritated. Sam couldn’t understand his brother’s annoyance with research. It was interesting,...
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posted by HorrorFan101
Sam turned his head to look out the window to see spatters of rain hitting the windscreen and windows of the car and nothing but a dark stretch of dimly lit road lying in front of them. Sam’s mind wondered to his father. Was this what he wanted them to do? Sam almost laughed to himself. Of course it was. That man had thought that the job was the most important thing in the world. Sam’s light smile faded as he felt the heavy, sagging weight of guilt as he remembered how badly he’d treated his father, especially as he’d adapted from being a teenager to an early adult. He knew in his...
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posted by SarahtotheCore
Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry for the long absence.
My family has been going through personal problems...

ANYWAY! Marvelous Chapter Three is out:

My vision focused to see Dean and Mallory talking in the corner. I think arguing. Mallory was making loud gestures with her hands. Her all black outfit seemed to match her mood. Dean had his back to me, but I could tell his shoulder's were hunched from being angry.

My mouth felt so dry. Wrists bare from the ropes. My head pounded. I wiggled my fingers. I wiggled my fingers. Over excited about it, I watched them lift one da one and thump against the wood...
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posted by SarahtotheCore
Had to give it some thought before deciding what is going to happen in this one. Tell me if te like it!


Sorry if it sucks...

Short I know, sorry, writer's block. I wrote most of it at like.. 3am. It isn't my best work. Sorry.
♥♥♥

A buzzing sound woke me up. Groaning I looked around. I saw Sam laying successivo to me, his arm over me. I had no idea where I was. I knew it was an old abandoned warehouse... o house. I didn't know what time it was, but it was morning. I could see the sun raise peaking through the wooden boards for the ceiling and walls. I still couldn't sposta anything... All I could...
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posted by BURITOES
The desecrated buildings whipped past me, I could feel the engine of my old Yamaha virago vibrating the hole bike, it was always eerie when I patrolled da myself, there was so much silence surrounding me that I wasn’t sure what to do with it, I was one lone topo, mouse in the middle of the field, while the birds circled over me hungrily, thinking that I glanced upward at the sky that was teeming with Supernatural clouds, but I wasn’t worried, they wouldn’t dare attack me, the amount of protection I had surrounding would be enough to keep them away, not to mention that they physically couldn’t...
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