Title: "Voyeurs"
"Neither can I," Dean replies, just as soft, lips barely moving. "Woulda thought I'd have taught you better." "As if." Sam crouch-crawls next to Dean, and peers over the hedge before dropping back to his haunches. The silence between them is thick for a minute. "Well?" "I knew you couldn't resist," Dean laughs, and tosses the binoculars in Sam's lap.
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