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[according2thelore]

they don’t know it, but as of today, dean dies in one year.

to them, it’s another day on the calendar, and dean spends it working on a busted-up ford in the garage. sam spends it on the phone with one of garth's contacts, filling them in on kitsune lore. in the afternoon, they both take miracle on a trip into town to get another bag of kibble and argue over buying another bag of tennis balls to replace the ones he keeps losing.

they eat leftover meatloaf tonight for dinner, and sit in front of a the mentalist rerun. dean's not happy with the meatloaf that he made the night before, stating that he should've seasoned it more, but sam insists that it's fine. they make plans to go up to the lake this weekend, because they haven't been in a while.

chuck is gone. life is good. life is short, but neither of them realize how short, quite yet.

sam doesn't know that next month, he and dean will have their last christmas. he doesn't know that these are the last fits dean will pitch over the strength of the eggnog and the quality of the tree they chop down. he doesn't know the debate of which beer to pair with their christmas dinner that he's rolling his eyes over now will be a memory that'll he'll think about for every christmas for the rest of his life.

dean doesn't know that he has one more birthday with his brother, sam sliding him a year's membership to a DVD rental service, and that he will be thrilled. he already has everything he could want. but he still insists they request the full james bond collection first.

they don't know, of course.

but the night is pleasantly quiet and cool, and they trade their goodnights in front of dean's door.

dean has three hundred sixty four days to live, and he trips over a discarded pair of jeans on his floor. damn, he's getting old.