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Whatever that thing in the bathroom was, it was laughing at them. Dean had stopped trying to reason with it, it was too weird, seeing it in his friend's body. That wasn't the case for Sam though. Whenever the manic laughter subsided he would knock, see if the things had faded away and if he could get a word in with one of the proper inhabitants. Cas was strong, his Grace giving him the ability to fight the thing from the inside, take control of his body once more. He was losing though, exhausted, and the thing inside had his body longer each time. Sometimes when it faded it wasn't even Cas who came back through, but Jimmy. He would scream an

The Blog of Dr. John Watson 16th June: Untitled He was my best friend and I'll always believe in him. Comments disabled Comments: Hi sexy, it's me again. I'm bored. Let's play. Rich Brook(geddit?) 29 June 15:23 I didn't actually shoot myself in the face, you know. Obviously. Rich Brook(geddit?) 30 June 12:20 I've got your adorable conversation with Johnny-boy recorded on my phone, you know. Maybe I'll post it to Youtube. Rich Brook(geddit?) 30 June 12: 34 "I  want you to tell Lestrade, tell Mrs. Hudson, tell Molly – in fact, tell  anyone who will listen to you that I INVENTED Moriarrrteeeee for MY OWN  P URPOSESSS" Rich Brook(geddit?)