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Who: Sam and Dean
When: Day 27
What: Talking and catching up
Rating: PG-13 to be safe
Status: Complete

Sam led the way back to his room, continually looking back to make sure Dean was following him. He'd gone to the party to met people and he'd ended up meeting his brother. This planet was weird.

Even weirder that his room had been right next to Dean's all this time without his knowledge and he had never seen his brother before today.

Sam opened the door and waved Dean in. His room looked like his old bedroom at their house in Lawrence. At first, it had bugged Sam but he'd gradually come to accept it. "Go on, sit down." He pointed to the desk that had a laptop which was a replica of the one he had had back home. Sam sat himself on the bed, clutching his hands together, unsure of what to say first. I'm psychic? Dad's dead? So's my girlfriend?

He chose to speak about none of the above first. "... You do know that the people who come here don't always come from the same point in time, right? Because I'm - dude this is so weird to say - farther along in time than you are. I haven't been at Stanford for a few years because I've been hunting with you."