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OOM-but-not

Things are a bit busy at home right now. It's a good sort of busy, but it's also a very busy sort of busy.

So Meg is gratefully taking advantage of an unexpected trip to the end of the universe, where she take an hour to sit and have a cup of tea and read her book, without messing up anyone's schedules or getting behind on anything.

Some days, it's the little things.

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"A much kinder way to put it than to say that I'm pretty bad at it," Meg says.

"But, yes, he is.

"I lost a lot of M&Ms to him."

"At least you weren't playing for cash," he points out.

The stakes were high enough, really.

"I'd probably still be paying him back if we had been."

"Tell you what: challenge him to pool sometime. Uh, learn how to play first if you don't already know, and then challenge him."

He tries another smile. This one's steadier.

"You can win it all back while he's surprised, maybe."

Meg seriously doubts her and Dean Winchester's collective future involves many (any) friendly games of pool.

But that's not the point, really, of this part of the conversation.

"Couldn't I just challenge him to something I'm already good at?

"Like . . . knitting, or crossword puzzles?"

Sam looks amused.

"Crossword -- you might be surprised."

Whether he's telling the truth or not, no one can say.

"But if you get him in a knitting competition, I want pictures."

"That could possibly be arranged," Meg says.

Not probably, but possibly.

He grins at that, although it fades quickly. Sam shifts in his seat.

"I should, um ... I should probably get back before it gets too late. I think I'm supposed to be bringing dinner, so..."