Scotland, Friday Evening, Cemetary

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"Okay, guys," Dawn said, standing in front of the gate to an old cemetary and clutching a stake. "Her" sword was in a sheath over her shoulder, "normally I'd say not to split up, but most of you know how this goes and everyone fights differently, so I'm not going to interfere, except to say that you should probably stay with at least one other person. But there's been a lot of vampire activity in this place lately, and the girls are really enjoying the idea of a night of not having to be here."

"Um, it's kind of foggy, so watch out for the headstones and fresh graves. Tripping is bad."

Dawn fidgeted. "Um, go have fun?"

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[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Once or twice," Dean replied shooting his grin his brother's direction. "Come on, you can't tell me you're not at least a little pumped about this."

[likethegun]

"Okay, I am pretty excited," Sam admitted. "As long as no one gets hurt."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Make you a deal. I'll try to avoid getting thrown into things if you try to avoid getting strangled."

[likethegun]

"Deal. And dude, if your shoulder starts to hurt at all..."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"It's fine," Dean said, a little more sharply than he had intended.

[likethegun]

Sam gave Dean a silent, brooding look for just a moment. "It's fine now," he said, just as sharply. "But it might not after you start fighting."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean sighed. "Dude, I'm not sitting out just because you're worried I might get hurt."

[likethegun]

"I'm not asking you to sit out, Dean. I'm just asking you to tell me if you start feeling sore." Sam sighed. "Never mind, just forget I asked."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean sighed again and ran a hand over his face. "Look, Sammy, I appreciate the concern, really. A hunter needs two arms -- I'm not going to take crazy risks that might turn into lasting problems for me. I promise."

[likethegun]

"Okay," Sam finally said, breaking into a smirk. "I'm more worried you're not going to be able to back me up fully."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean gave him a shocked look. "Bite your tongue."

[likethegun]

"Oh my god, I wish you could see the look on your face right now," Sam said.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"You're suggesting I won't be able to back you up," Dean pointed out.

[likethegun]

"I was kidding, Dean. I trust you to back me up, don't worry."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Damned well better," Dean muttered. "When have I ever not backed you up?"

[likethegun]

"Never," Sam answered obediently. "You've always got my back."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Yeah." Dean nodded emphatically. "Don't you forget it."