Characters: Dean Winchester, The Girl that Got Away, some Sam Winchester
Prompt: Song fic challenge for @thing-you-do-with-that-thing :Sweet Amarillo by Old Crow Medicine Show, which I have never heard of and had a freak out until the hubster reminded me the Winchesters travel the Midwest and country roads like all the time. So I took a breath, listened, and wrote this. Enjoy.
Word Count: So Many. Cue Westy.
Warnings: Cursing? A couple of Fucks. Mention of cutting veins. No blood. No death. Just a song haunting Dean.
“Huff paint, cocaine, playin’ chicken with a train. Smack dab, meth lab, mellow out, rehab. Percocets, cigarette, I don’t need no more of that. But give me some down home, Dixie-fried home grown Alabama High-Test.”