Tired
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This morning was pretty much was like every other morning for Dean Winchester.
Sam walked into the small motel room and kicked the side of Dean's bed.
"Dean! Hey! Wake up!"
Dean rolled over in his small,twin kitanda with itchy sheets toward Sam. He was sitting on his kitanda that his feet always hung over on.
"What? Dammit that was not four hours Sam."
"Garth wants us to check on a hunter friend in California. He's in a small town in California called Avery. He hasn't been answering anyones calls. Its about nine hours away so we better get going."
"Fine." Dean said.
Dean was too tired...