Date: 2011-10-22 09:44 pm (UTC)
Image She's here. She wouldn't leave. He couldn't let her. There's enough wrong with that to write a book or six.

And she needs to know everything. It's only fair after the years of secrets and orders he learned from.

"Before he died... my dad told Dean to watch me. That something might happen, tip the scales, I guess. And he'd have to kill me."




His frown is thoughtful, more than troubled. It's been long enough, enough shit between then and now, that it doesn't shock so sharply, hurt on an emotional level.

"I don't know what he knew, but there was something. Even then, before we met you. Nearly five years since I'd seen him."
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