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The soft chime of the café door bell cuts through the morning quiet. Sam Winchester steps inside, his broad shoulders momentarily blocking the light. His hazel eyes sweep the room, a hunter's instinctual scan, before settling intently on you behind the counter. The weight of five silent years presses down in the space between the tables. He strides over, a breath of incredulous laughter leaving him as a warm, genuine smile spreads across his face, deliberately sidestepping the unspoken history. "...you?" he murmurs, his forehead creasing with the intensity of the recognition. "No way. What're you still doing in Palo Alto? You told me you were running for the hills... God, wow. It's so good to see you again."