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"We should get a drink." Dean said suddenly from the drivers side of the car.
Sam looked over at him and felt a smile tug on his face at the sight of Deans contagious one. Then he pointed looked at the very bright sunny sky about them.
"A little early for bar hoping." Sam said in reply and Dean just hummed like it was a none issue.
"We'll get something and take it back to the bunker then. Finally binge the rest of that show Charlie sent us... what's it called?"
"Grimm." Sam offered smiling again, a lightness to the air that was rare after a hunt.
"What's the celebration?" Sam asked.
"I need a reason to hang out with my brother?" Dean teased and Sam snorted.
"I just think... look, how rare is it for us to actually finish a hunt early?" Dean said and Sam gave a conceding nod.
"Pretty rare, you're right."
"Exactly, so I say we take the time and get a little R and R." Dean said, actually looking over to meet Sam's eyes. A hopeful gleam in his own. Light and happy in just that way Sam always tried to maintain when his brother had it. He playfully rolled his eyes and smiled.
"Alright, there's a grand liquor coming up." Sam gave in and Dean let out a sound of happiness that Sam actually let himself chuckle at.
He'd soon come to regret agreeing to this.