#dean x anna strong 001

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In a little less than a hundred years there would be a much talked about Winchester rifle... Dean Winchester was of no relation.

"... Trouble? No, it's no trouble at all, ma'am..." While his spy actives were not as a prolific as Strong's—He always had been more of a shameless, guns a' blazing type resistor—he knew when to keep things on the down-low.

Now if only he could do the same for his crush on Anna.

With a renewed red over his face, Dean slips the letters into the inner pocket of his vest. One would first have to get past the gun on his hip in order to consider stealing something from higher up his person.

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