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Dean Winchester (grippedfromhell) wrote in wariscoming,

Dean had been about to whack the hand of his bitch of a little brother, after his lameass attempt at being subtle, when he jumped at the exact same time as Sammy. He did not, in any way, yelp like a girl when Anna appeared so abruptly. He may however have swerved the car, just a little, before he got it under control again.

"Goddammit," he swore slightly before he tightened his grip on the steering wheel. "Okay, one, you," he pointed at Sam. "This is Led Zeppelin. Show some respect. And two, you," he glanced behind him at Anna. "What the hell? Phone next time, woman." He paused, clearing his throat and tried to swallow down his embarrassment. Truth was, he wasn't entirely sure how to react around Anna anymore. She was an angel now. Again. Whatever. And not the girl he'd done rather R rated things with on the very seat she was currently sitting on.