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Fire from the Tongues of Liars

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Sam Winchester. Stanford was my goal. Was going to be something outside the family name. Now Dad's missing and Dean's drug me out on the hunt. If you need help though, we're your guys.
This Blog Will be Triggering Seasons 1-5 oriented.
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                                                        Indie Sam Winchester

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Please note the new segment of my rules page. Thanks y’all.

DISCLAIMER: I am a full time student and work anywhere between 16-30 hours a week; I also run several other blogs, because of this, my time online is severely limited. I may vanish for days or weeks on end with little to no notice. I will be back however, sometimes in snatches, sometimes for hours. I am open to plots and such, but please be patient with me knowing that it might be months before you get a reply.
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As you may have noticed, I am absent a lot. I don’t really mean for this to happen, but as I am in my senior year of undergraduate and on my way toward law school, I have very little free time. I deeply apologize for my absence; however, I do want to keep this blog alive and want to write. I just need y’all to be understanding of my lack of time and sporadic activity here. I greatly appreciate the people who have stuck it out with me. Thank you so much for your patience. As of right now, I do not see myself getting more time. If you unfollow, I completely understand. If you stick around, thank you for being understanding.
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As you may have noticed, I am absent a lot I don't really mean for this to happen, but as I am in my senior year of undergraduate and on my way toward law school, I have very little free time. I deeply apologize for my absence; however, I do want to keep this blog alive and want to write. I just need y'all to be understanding of my lack of time and sporadic activity here. I greatly appreciate the people who have stuck it out with me. Thank you so much for your patience. As of right now, I do not see myself getting move time. If you unfollow, I completely understand. If you stick around, thank you for being understanding.
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How long had it been… ? It felt like it had been  forever since she’d seen him. Felicia had taken to tucking herself away upstairs when Damon wandered out for the day or evening or what ever it was the vampire did. She honestly was convinced she was dreaming when she heard his voice. But, out of pure hope, she wandered to the top of the stairs and stood there looking down at him, eyes wide as a hand moved to  rest on her stomach. "… Sam?"
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Sam wouldn’t say that he was unfamiliar with terror -  on the contrary, he lived with it every day. This was just a different kind and he was worried that he wasn’t going to respond in the way that Felicia wanted to and  would only end up upsetting her more. Something that  he didn’t want at all. Yet the thought of what was laying before them was enough to make Sam’s stomach clench as he tried to tell himself that this wasn’t the end of world; the end of the world was what he was currently trying to stop. When he heard her voice he rounded the corner to find the petite woman. “Hey, Felicia.”
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'E most likely ees going to kill me and beat you up for not listening to ‘im, she corrected, trying make it sound all witty while the corners of her mouth pulled up into a soft smile. Looking up at the hunter, she moved him closer to her as her head crooked to one side.         But I am willing to take ze risk,…are you?
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He had to laugh softly at her reply as he took a step closer to her. His lips curling upward in a grin as he reached out to brush back a dark lock of hair from her face. It was true, Sam hadn’t heard the end of this from Dean and Dean was none to happy with his brother’s choice of companion.            I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t...

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