Wow, look how late this is! Sorry about that, but my motivation had just been bleh for the last couple of days for anything other than Spaceships and Septic Eyes (my collab with @hiddendreamer67). Work and school aren’t helping, but what can ya do? Anyway, here is the third part for @brothersapart‘s contest! (very happy the deadline was extended btw).
Dean had stopped by the motel to change out of his FBI suit,
to make himself and his bros more comfortable. He then drove them as far as he
could go and parked the car near the edge of the woods. Jack looked at the
looming trees through the window, for some reason it was a lot more foreboding
then when him and Mark had gotten here the day before.They got out of the
car and Dean motioned for Jack to get his bearings on where to go. Once Jack’s
focus was away, he quickly opened the truck, grabbing a few weapons and tucking
them away on his person. It only took maybe 30 seconds, and he closed the
trunk, Jack never the wiser.“Alright, I remember
running out this way. So, we should head towards this way.” Jack pointed
straight in front of him and Dean took a closer look. The grass and dirt had
been disturbed recently, most likely by Jack. Giving a good indication that
Jack’s memory was right. He nodded and Jack led the way as they entered the
forest.
Brothers Apart 