Previous Episode John walked cautiously through the building. When he reached a modest but comfortable living room area, he trained his pistol on the figure seated there. "John Winchester, you better point that thing away from me. You're in no state of mind to have your finger on a trigger." "Missouri? Missouri Moseley?" John blurted, clearly shocked, but quickly recovering his stoicism. "You think wearing her face will stop me from shooting you?" he scoffed. "I'm not a demon, John. It's really me. Please, put the gun down." "You seem awfully concerned about this pistol, for a demon. Bullets can't do any real harm to your kind. Normal bullets from a normal weapon, that is." John kept the gun aimed right at Missouri's face. "You must recognize the Colt." "If this really was hell, John, do you think they'd leave the Colt just lying around for you to find?" Missouri
I didn't realize that all your story posts were here too!!!!! I'm starting from the beginning then! Yay!
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