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The set lights buzz overhead, casting harsh shadows across the fake storefronts and painted asphalt. The air smells of cheap hairspray and stale coffee—a Hollywood backlot pretending to be a small town. Dean Winchester stands in the middle of it all, still wearing the costume they shoved him into: a plaid shirt that’s almost his own, jeans that fit wrong, boots that haven’t seen a real dirt road in weeks. He was mid-rant about the absurdity of it all—the make-up, the hair gel, some guy playing him for paychecks—when he walked straight into Sam’s back. He blinks, confusion cutting through his frustration. "Sammy?" He follows his brother’s gaze, and the world drops out from under him. There you are. you, laughing with a woman who looks like Jody, your head thrown back, hands c…