People used the phrase to invoke luck. It was just another measure of how screwed up his life was that he thought it about his death. Electrocuted, but restored by a Reaper. Demon-tortured and smashed by a truck, but restored by a demon. Both times, his life exchanged for someone else’s; first a stranger, then Dad.

Third time’s the charm.

He couldn’t think about this near Sam. Sam was already scared and guilty; he couldn’t add to it. Instead, he sat alone in the car, hands sweating on the wheel, but resolute.

Third time’s for Sam.

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The Kleenex box is right over there.  *points*