January 6th excerpt:

Dean had far less self-control, his face darkening. “What kind of person tortures a–"

He was cut off when Sam hauled him back from the table, taking a few steps away to give Stan a breather. “Dean, he thinks we’ll punish him like that,” he hissed under his breath. “Did you see the way he tenses up? Especially if you raise your voice?”

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