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[momchester]

[Anyone who knows and talks to Mary knows that she doesn't really like texting. So the fact that this is text- it's unusual.]

Dean Winchester is gone from Siren's Port. He disappeared earlier today.

If anybody wants to find me, I'll be at the Newcomer Memorial.

[Most likely drunk. Her marriage dissolved even more this week, talk about an awful month.]

[Private to Castiel | added several hours later]

Hi. Just wanted to drop you a line and ask how you're doing.

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[momchester]

Castiel, if I ask you something, can you give me a real answer?

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[ofthursday]

It would depend.

What is it?

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[momchester]

There's something up with Sam, I just don't know what it is or whether I should worry. I don't even know him well enough to know what he's "normally" like, but I can tell something's not right. Especially lately.

I know you're his friend, but I'm his mother. I just want to know if you think there's anything to worry about.

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[ofthursday]

[There's a bit of a delay before he replies, trying to figure out what to say. He can't tell Mary what's going on, but he doesn't want to lie to her either.]

I'll know for certain tomorrow.

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[momchester]

[At least it's honesty. For the love of christ, that's all she wants.]

Thank you. Feel free to drop by anytime.

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[ofthursday]

Of course.

I will keep you updated as I can.