Third Floor Common Room - Sunday Morning

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After dealing with monsters and ghosts the night before, Sam had almost forgotten about his promise to Dean to help him with brunch in the morning. They'd made a run into town for more eggs, and some bacon, and Dean was busy fixing the real food while Sam made toast. It was a much safer operation that way, really.

[OOC: Open to anyone who wants free food!]

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"Nightmares?" She took a bite of her sandwich, as casually as if they were discussing the weather.

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Sam nodded, focusing on the toaster as he put more bread in. "Seeing my mom last night...it just sort of kept replaying itself in my head."

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"How did you know it was her?" Dawn asked. "And yeah, I know what you mean."

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"Dad and Dean both have pictures of her, and they take them with us wherever we go," Sam explained. "Plus, it was pretty obvious from Dean's reaction to her."

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"Really?" Dawn glanced over at Dean. "Bad?"

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"Well, she wasn't exactly saying nice things, so yeah, it seemed kind of upsetting."

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"I'm sorry. It wasn't really her, you know."

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Sam smirked softly. "Yeah, we kind of figured that out after she started talking. Now, if you could just get my subconscious to have the same realization, that would be wonderful."

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"Yeah, tell me about it," Dawn said, playing with a fork on the counter. "It's not even the first time I've had something evil pretend to be her, but it doesn't make it any easier, y'know?"