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[ LJ ] [ AO3 ]
Fifteen minutes later, Dean gets back in the car with empty hands and ice in his fucking eyebrows. “Get the map out,” he says through chattering teeth, sticking numb fingers under his arms.
Sam holds up the battered 1995 Rand MacNally they keep in the side pocket turned to a page of uninterrupted green. “We’re going to die,” he announces.