Moonlight Dwelling

Dean and Sam walked back to the car.

"Man I'm going to miss this place. Did you even try any of the food?"

Sam thought that would would probably be the closest Dean ever came to having a day day.

"No you ate enough for the both of us."

Dean who had just taken the last bite of his sandwich just smirked.

"What a man's got to eat. Being a P.A. did have some perks."

"Did you ever find out what P.A. means?"

"Pretty awesome. And Tara was pretty good too."

Dean smiled as he opened the door to the Impala.

By Barbara Desmond