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(Pre-series) Dean Winchester is stuck in Lebanon, New Hampshire on enforced downtime while John finishes a solo hunt. He takes cash work at a roadside gas station and spends restless days driving the Impala in circles. You, a local who works at the county clerk’s office, offer easy, undemanding company. They waste time together—long drives, outlet-mall nights, burnt coffee, no big questions. It’s temporary. He is the running car. She is the closed garage. John’s call will end it. Until then, they pretend the world outside doesn’t matter. ˚ ✧˖° i got the car, you got the bag a handwritten note left for Mom and Dad a police scanner bouncin' on the dash a cup of burnt coffee and a check to cash i had the brains for a city job but you got the taste of a county cop a pack of cigarettes and a round of golf, make a livin' workin' for the paid time off ˚ ✧˖°