#aloneinxthenight

it was when he first met garth and grew close to him the winchesters allowed him to go on a hunt with garth, only three days. after the hunt was finished and they only got out with minor scratches and bruises, he also might of learned a few choice words as well he calls as garth explained, ‘catch phrase’ all of them on a hunt, and jack says that after defeating monsters. 

“you’ve been jacked’ ,

      Sam wasn’t exactly pleased when Bobby had called him fifteen times in a row. Begrudgingly, Sam had finally answered, and he couldn’t lie- hearing the man’s voice soothed the aching in his soul. It had been months without Dean, and though Sam was trying to hunt continuously and ignore the aching he felt, trying to shut himself away from everyone- he couldn’t deny the comfort that Bobby’s voice brought. He’d been a better father to Dean and him than their own father, and Sam was grateful for him. 

      But the fifteen calls in a row were annoying. He knew he hadn’t been answering Bobby’s calls lately, and he knew the older man was very worried about his well-being. Sam listened to every voicemail that Bobby left him. But at the end of the day, he couldn’t bring himself to call him back or go see him. There was work to be done, and he couldn’t take time off for himself. 

      He’d answered the phone, being short at first until Bobby told him about a little town in Kentucky where someone had tracked a pack of werewolves; four werewolves, in one small town. It was hectic, with seven people going missing in the last month. Bobby had told Sam that he was all the way up in Washington, on a wendigo case with Rufus. He’d pleaded Sam to go for him, and assist the hunter out. Sam had agreed, simply because he was already in Indiana, so he wasn’t too far, and it was more creatures to kill. He got the address, and headed out to meet the hunter. 

      Sam parked the impala outside of a bar, slowly getting out and glancing around. This was where he would meet the person Bobby told him about. He’d noticed Bobby had been cryptic about said hunter; giving no name, no age, no info- Sam wasn’t sure who was looking out for, but he assumed Bobby had at least told them about him.

She pursed her lips together staring at her while she crossed her arms over her chest. “Hey.” she looked over at her with a little pout forming onto her lips. “A little wouldn’t hurt, come on, pretty please..? I won’t tell!” she then pushed her cup towards her with raised eyebrows a grin hinting on her lips. “Please..?” 

helvitisbrokentoy

❝If you are going to dance, at least pretend you can dance well.❞

“Excuse you, I am great at dancing, I don’t have to pretend.”

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