“Son of a bitch!”
Sam shot straight up in his bed, grabbing for his gun before bolting into the living room, finding his brother standing there, face twisted with pain.
“Dean, what is it? What happened?” Gun at the ready, the giant swept the room with his eyes, finding… nothing. What?
He ran around the room, checking the doorways leading into the other parts of the bunker, coming up empty. He set his gun down and returned to his brother, who was still standing there, glaring at the table.
“Dude, what the hell?”
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