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The thing about being on the road is you never knew where you'd end up. As it so happened, Dean and Sam were staying at a nearby motel and Dean wanted a drink in a major way. It had been a long day. Sam decided to stay behind and read and so Dean set out on his own. He left the Impala behind as it was just a short walk and a well lit night.

Dean walked into the cantina, ordered a beer and settled on a seat off near a corner. He sat down, leaning back in his chair and took a nice long cool drink.

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"Yeah. I'm fine." Mara studies her coffee intently, looking a little embarrassed. "I just see things."

Mary's other eyebrow goes up this time.

"Like the future or something? Sam had that for awhile."

"Some Sams never lose it," says Mary gruffly.

"Different basis," says John. "But yes. My Sam still does it too."

"Wonder why my Sam lost it. As freaky as it was, it came in handy sometimes."

"Maybe whoever was telling him things got tired of it." Mary's eyes go back to the window as she tips up her notbeer and takes a long pull.

"Maybe it had something to do with yellow-eyes. After we offed him, it stopped." Dean shrugs.

"Well maybe I should get going."

"Gross," says Mary.

John nods and smiles at him slightly. "It was nice meeting you, Dean."

"You too dad.. uh John." he covers himself very poorly.

"I'll definitely be back, would like to see you again. I gotta get back to Sammy though. Worry worry worry." he shakes his head.

"Nice meeting you Mara and Mary."

John just reaches over and gives him a gentle slug on the shoulder as Mara smiles and Mary grunts.

Dean heads out of the cantina and back to Sammy

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