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Sam Winchester (psychic_boy) wrote in theletheproject,

He walked to the end of the smaller room, running the fingertips of his broken arm along the cold aluminum table tops. Pressing his ear up to the other door in the corner of the room, he listened to see if there was anything on the other side. Nothing. He pushed his ear away from the door and decided to try the handle. Locked. Amazing... If only there was something he could use as a lock pick. Looking around the room again to see if he missed anything, he found a huge stinking pile of nothing.

He pursed his lips at the door, annoyed at finding yet another one locked. Hearing the sound of his brother’s voice get a little louder, he decided to make his way back out to the main common room. He was faced with the ‘Doctor’ and the blonde chick. They were staring at each other a little too intently and knew that something big was going on between them.

Deciding to give them a little space, he checked out the bulletin board. He had only glanced at it briefly before Dean showed up and he hadn’t had a chance to study it more or less. Noting that, yeah there was no ‘George’ on the list, he joined his brother’s side at the pool table. “You sure Neil Caffrey isn’t an alias of yours or something? If it is, I think you should tell us now before we get any farther into this,” he said, pursing his lips at the shorter suit wearing man. Something about this guy just set his nerves on edge.