Excepting Stanford and the few jobs Sam and John had done without him, Dean had never been apart from Sam. Certainly never in a way that felt as permanent as this. Even though it was happening to him, Dean couldn't imagine it either.
"Jess..." Dean's mouth remained open, but he had no idea what to say. "Do you want - we've got room in our hut, if you want."
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Date: 2009-07-20 03:10 am (UTC)"Jess..." Dean's mouth remained open, but he had no idea what to say. "Do you want - we've got room in our hut, if you want."