|i_demonhunt (i_demonhunt) wrote in we_coexist,|
@ 2008-11-08 18:21:00
|Current location:||in the Impala hitting zombies|
|Entry tags:||dean winchester, madame xanadu, zombies|
What the heck is my damn brother!? SAM?! [attn: Xanadu ]
Jo's number was in Dean's phone. He told her he would get the supplies needed, to keep in close contact, call him every hour and if he didn't hear from her, he was gonna hunt her down to make sure she was okay. He needed all the trusted hunters he could find with him.
This was, this was just so .... Dean was getting flashbacks of the place down below. Screaming, blood, fires, terror. Dean reached next to him, taking another drink from his bottle of whiskey. Keeping a buzz seemed to keep him going. He needed flame throwers or lots of bottles like the one he was drinking from.
And then there was Sam. Dean grabbed his phone and instantly, in speed dial, he punched the number for his brother. "Sammy, you better answer," Dean grumbled as again, his car hit another zombie that tried to rush out at him. He winced, not for the body but for his car. Lucky, his car was made of metal, not the cheap plastic stuff they were made of now.
"Sam, please ... pick up," Dean half pleaded as he heard the phone ring.