By the third day, there are plenty of ghosts to be spotted in nearby wagons passing by, which means a whole lot of people either drowning, dying of disease, getting eaten... Dean knows how this works, somewhat, and you know what? The first day might have been somewhat exciting, somewhat even awesome, but by now this Oregon Trail stuff is bullshit.
Legitimate bullshit.
Especially when one of the wagon wheels breaks mid-journey to a (hopefully) nearby town. Now while Dean might be really handy under the hood of a car, fixing and building things is an entirely different ball game when he's faced with a goddamn wagon of all things. It should be simple -- he's seen someone else do it -- but with Cas slowly but surely out of the picture thanks to being sick, and Sam off finding food somewhere, it's left to Dean and only Dean.
So the last thing he really needs is a ghost hanging out watching him as he tries, and tries again, to get the new wheel to stick where it belongs-- and to actually work. Dean can just sense it, another one lingering about, without turning to see who might have fallen to a rather nasty fate.
day 3
Legitimate bullshit.
Especially when one of the wagon wheels breaks mid-journey to a (hopefully) nearby town. Now while Dean might be really handy under the hood of a car, fixing and building things is an entirely different ball game when he's faced with a goddamn wagon of all things. It should be simple -- he's seen someone else do it -- but with Cas slowly but surely out of the picture thanks to being sick, and Sam off finding food somewhere, it's left to Dean and only Dean.
So the last thing he really needs is a ghost hanging out watching him as he tries, and tries again, to get the new wheel to stick where it belongs-- and to actually work. Dean can just sense it, another one lingering about, without turning to see who might have fallen to a rather nasty fate.
"You get lost before I throw this thing at you."