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Dean (donttouchthecar) wrote in utr_logs,

"Oh," was all Dean could muster when Sam told him he didn't really come to see dad. Well, that worked. He just figured ... right. It didn't matter. He needed to get away and hey, Vegas is far from ... wherever he was from. Dean watched as his brother pretty much nearly drank down the whole bottle. Luckily for them there was the rest of the twelve pack in the fridge and well, casino's with lots of alcohol and other goodies they could get themselves into.

"So, somethings bothering you. Why don't you tell me what's going on?" Dean tried and leaned forward a little, his arms on his thighs as he did so. He took another sip of his beer and just watched him for a moment. Yeah, there was something up, especially to get away ... all the way over here.