MetallicarDean cast his piercing green eyes on the road ahead of him. He had been driving for six hours strait, it was almost sunrise. Sam, had fallen asleep two hours back, mouth open and breathing heavy. Looking over, Dean gave a light chuckle at his brother and shook his head. Turning back to the road, he gave a sigh. The quiet time gave Dean lots of room to think. Think about his life, his family, his experiences. After an hour or two, he found himself thinking about one of his closest friends, the one that was always there for him, even when everyone else had left. His car. This car wasn't just any car. It was a black '67 Chevy Impala. His dad, John Winchester, had bought it right before he got married to his girlfriend, Mary. After his wife died, he and his boys moved around a lot. Sam and Dean grew up in the back seat of that car. Even though it was their father's, they found ways to make it theirs.
The MooseThis moose is over six feet tall
The Ways Things WereI miss your smile that brought a glow to my face
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