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What are you talking about? "Dean tilted his head and signaled the boss to sit back.

"Supernatural fan. The guy from before said he was Cassidio, and he knew Sam and Dean. I thought he was on some kind of drug. How did you know each other? Most people like to pretend Brother, after all, there are relatively few opportunities for Cassidio to play, and it is really rare for you to meet."

"What book is that, do you have it here?" Sam felt that he didn't understand what he was talking about at all, but he seemed to mention a book, maybe reading a book is easier than talking to this completely illogical person too much.

"It's over there. I have a complete set here, but because the publishing house closed down, it has not been completed."

Sam picked up the first volume, and the introduction on it read: On the deserted California highway, a mysterious woman in white seduced a man and went to death...

Sam looked up at Dean in surprise. This was indeed their first job after re-cooperating: dealing with a female ghost in white.

"I want all the books in this set." Sam said, picked up the whole set, and threw it into Dean's arms.

Back at the motel with the books, Sam and Dean have bedtime readings, and even Cassidio picks up one for the fun.

"The first volume is exactly the same as our life, down to the same details, which is weird. But by the second volume, since Gordon was put in prison, the crap started, and we never met a doppelganger in some bank. , At that time we were dealing with an evil Santa Claus, and we were not hunting ghosts on any Hollywood set." Dean said clattering through the book.

"It's a pity you didn't have a romantic relationship with your favorite actress either." Sam stared at Dean with a half-smile.

"Although there is a little regret, it's strange that I don't care at all now, because I have better candidates." Dean winked at Sam.

"And the set doesn't talk about the dreams we've had." Sam threw the other book aside.

"What dreams are you talking about?" Cassidio asked Sam, looking up from the book, which had Dean going to Hell in the last one he was reading.

"We had some weird dreams. We weren't sure if they were prophetic dreams or something else, but we did rely on them to avoid danger once. By the way, Cassie, you also appeared in it."

"Before you met me?" Cassie stood up and walked towards Sam, with an unprecedented serious expression on her face: "At that time, did you know that I was an angel?"

Sam and Dean looked at each other and nodded together.

"No wonder you were not surprised when you saw me. I thought it was just your ability to accept. But this is wrong. All the prophets are registered in heaven. I believe you are not on the list." Cassidio said back and forth Looking at the brothers said.

"But Zack is mentioned at the end of the second volume, and Cold Oak, Sam, and his process and results are almost exactly the same as I dreamed. We avoided disaster because of these dreams, and I Not having to make a deal with the Crossroads Devil. That helps a lot. And here, it says you and Ruby, you believe Ruby so much that we had a lot of fights about it."

"Dean, please, can we stop talking about Ruby?" Sam looked at Dean earnestly. He was reading faster than Dean, and he had already seen Ruby's deliberate sowing and deception.Judging from the book, all the schemes were clearly laid out in front of him, which made Sam a little embarrassed, acting for Dean's keen vision and his own impulse.

"I'll do my best." Dean glanced at Sam, expressionless, but Sam knew that Dean was also thinking about killing Ruby, and had some thoughts about his running away from home.

"This set of books doesn't have much use for us anymore, there are so many differences in it, and Crowley is not even mentioned, I think it's probably because we changed history, these things that should have happened, are Did not happen."

"I think we should talk to the author and find out how he knows about our lives." Dean absently flipped through yet another book, one of his romantic encounters, very hotly written.Dean was a little nervous, and stuffed the book at the bottom of the stack.

"I tried to find the pen name that the author must have used. I couldn't find any information about him at all, but book fans, the discussion was quite lively." Sam said, turning the laptop to Dean: "It's interesting."

Dean pulled the computer and saw that many people were seriously evaluating and discussing the plot. Some felt that the plot was too old-fashioned, and some were moved.

"What is this? Dean's female version and Sam's female version? What is slash? What is ABO?" Dean looked at the classification tag with a blank expression on his face.

"You don't want to know about ABO..." Sam licked his lower lip: "As for slash, it's you and me, together."

"Together? Is that kind of being together?" Dean was very surprised.

"That's right." Sam said, and glanced at Cassidio. He wasn't sure if it was appropriate to admit the relationship between the two in front of God's messenger, but Cassidio leaned over curiously: "It turns out that humans like this relationship? Would you rather go to hell?"

Sam and Dean looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths twitched into a helpless smile. The angel would never learn to speak the right words, although this time it was not his responsibility.

"But this man has a good point. When true love comes, the rest of the world doesn't matter. I once knew an angel who fell in love with a human woman and gave up heaven. He was executed in the end." Casidio said with some nostalgia: "Although I don't understand what you humans mean by love, I think he must understand."

Sam reached out and patted Cassidio's shoulder, expressing his understanding of his mood.Dean curiously opened the latest chapter of an article by the author Shirley: Sam and Dean decided to accept each other's feelings, but they were completely unprepared for this brand new relationship. Said, sleeping in the same bed, is simply a kind of torture.Dean took Sam's hand, looked into Sam's shining eyes, and some part of his body became excited, until Sam said in a puzzled way: "I wish in hell we could be apart." Get closer." He stopped his urge to move.

"What the f**k?" Dean put the curse in his mouth: Did they get into my head and see what I was thinking?Dean thought about quickly pulling down the progress bar.At the end of the article it reads: Sam and Dean lay relaxed, their first intimate encounter, jerky but satisfying, made them finally united in every sense of the word up.

Dean looked back at Sam and Cassidio with a guilty conscience. The two of them were talking about some boring past events. Dean quietly pulled the progress bar back a little, and read the article attentively.

"Dean, should we go? Just now I found out the former editor of the publishing house who published this set of books. Maybe we can get the author's information from her." Sam stood up and took his coat, while poking his head over , wondering what Dean was looking at so seriously.Dean closed the laptop almost at the speed of light, smiled awkwardly and said, "Go pick up the car first, I need to go to the bathroom." Then, Dean threw the keys to Sam.

"You didn't eat anything wrong, did you?" Sam looked at Dean suspiciously, which wasn't quite his style.

"Of course, Cassie will go with Sam too, I'll be right there." Dean said, clutching his stomach, with an uncomfortable expression on his face, and rushed into the bathroom.

Going to look up the author's address went well, because there's nothing easier than pretending to be a crazy fan of yourself, but Dean was completely absent-minded, his mind was full of the content of the article he had read this afternoon.And his mind is now full of how to put this content into practice.

"Dean, why are you a little weird today? Do you care about these books?" Sam asked Dean worriedly while eating the dinner Dean bought back.

"No, it all depends on what he says after meeting the author. It's too early to care about it now." Dean took a big bite of the fried sausage.

"You, could it be that you read those fan fiction?" After a while, Sam looked at the laptop thoughtfully.

"What?" Dean choked on his chest and beat his chest desperately. Sam handed him a glass of water, and Dean drank it down.

"The novel you read is still on the computer. In fact, I admire their imagination." Sam said: "Speaking of it, I really don't know how much human beings can do." Sam eyes with a smile.

"Huh." Both Dean and Sam let out a breath of relief, and lay back on the bed, with some sticky white liquid on their hands, their hearts were still beating happily, surrounded by a feeling of happiness both of them.This is their first time, but there should be more opportunities in the future.Dean pulled the blanket around himself and Sam, and after finally sharing a long kiss with Sam, sleepiness took over Dean's consciousness.His last thought: That article is really informative.

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