Alright I know I started a shabiki Fiction a few mouths zamani but it was just ... not there. But This one will be good and I will finish it, i have big idea's for it!
Dean stared blankly at the ceiling of the dirty motel room trying to find a peaceful thought to fall asleep on, but his mind was racing with maswali and no one had the majibu too. Everything was on his shoulders, stopping the apocalypse, taking care of Sammy, trying not to get killed. Just one day, one siku he wanted for himself, but he knew he would never get it. It was strange, four years zamani Dean never would have dreamed about...
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