Dean walked into the cemetery with a bottle of bourbon. He had left Sam, who had fallen asleep on the couch. Dean headed to Cas’ grave and though it was the middle of the ngày he unscrewed the bottle and drank.
“Okay!” he shouted, looking at the sky and spreading his arms widely. “”Whatever son of a chó cái, bitch is running this hiển thị now, better get your Crowley serving đít, mông, ass down here!”
He took another gulp while he waited, but no one came.
“Dean!”
Dean rolled his eyes and drank again. Now Sam was going to ruin it all.
“Dean, what the hell are bạn doing?” Sam asked when he reached his older brother. Dean glanced at the bottle and conjured a big smile.
“What does it look like I’m doing, Sammy?” he asked sarcastic, with raised eyebrows.
“I don’t know, but it seems to me you’re about to do something really stupid” Sam replied harsh. Dean shrugged and drank again. Sam tried to swipe the bottle, but Dean took a step back.
“Get your own” he babbled. Sam tried to grab his arm, but Dean pushed him away.
“Dean, come on, let’s go” Sam attempted to reason with him.
“No, bạn go” Dean snapped. “I’m going to stay here and get that demon to hiển thị his face”
“Are bạn talking about Meg?” Sam frowned. Then he realized Dean had đã đưa ý kiến his face, not her. “You want to make a deal to get Cas back”
Dean drank again, not confirming nor denying it.
“Dean, I get that you’re hurt, but selling your soul is not the solution. Cas will probably make another deal to save bạn again. We can’t keep going on like this. We have to let him go” Sam talked to his brother. Dean knew Sam was right, but that didn’t make it any easier. He took one last gulp and then tossed the bottle in the bushes. “He’s coming back” he đã đưa ý kiến convinced. “With hoặc without a deal, he’s coming back. I know he will and when he does I’m going to be here. I’m not leaving him again”
“Okay!” he shouted, looking at the sky and spreading his arms widely. “”Whatever son of a chó cái, bitch is running this hiển thị now, better get your Crowley serving đít, mông, ass down here!”
He took another gulp while he waited, but no one came.
“Dean!”
Dean rolled his eyes and drank again. Now Sam was going to ruin it all.
“Dean, what the hell are bạn doing?” Sam asked when he reached his older brother. Dean glanced at the bottle and conjured a big smile.
“What does it look like I’m doing, Sammy?” he asked sarcastic, with raised eyebrows.
“I don’t know, but it seems to me you’re about to do something really stupid” Sam replied harsh. Dean shrugged and drank again. Sam tried to swipe the bottle, but Dean took a step back.
“Get your own” he babbled. Sam tried to grab his arm, but Dean pushed him away.
“Dean, come on, let’s go” Sam attempted to reason with him.
“No, bạn go” Dean snapped. “I’m going to stay here and get that demon to hiển thị his face”
“Are bạn talking about Meg?” Sam frowned. Then he realized Dean had đã đưa ý kiến his face, not her. “You want to make a deal to get Cas back”
Dean drank again, not confirming nor denying it.
“Dean, I get that you’re hurt, but selling your soul is not the solution. Cas will probably make another deal to save bạn again. We can’t keep going on like this. We have to let him go” Sam talked to his brother. Dean knew Sam was right, but that didn’t make it any easier. He took one last gulp and then tossed the bottle in the bushes. “He’s coming back” he đã đưa ý kiến convinced. “With hoặc without a deal, he’s coming back. I know he will and when he does I’m going to be here. I’m not leaving him again”
Since there was no way any of them was going to get any sleep, they packed their bags and loaded the Impala. Dean placed himself behind the wheel, Sam sat tiếp theo to him and Meg on the backseat.
“First stop: Pontiac, Illinois” Dean said, as he started the engines and drove ahead. As they drove Dean turned on the radio to break the silence.
Meg stared out of the window. She felt utterly powerless. Had she still been a demon she would’ve just zapped herself to him. But then maybe she wouldn’t have felt this way and she wouldn’t even bother to go find him.
Maybe this was a sign. Maybe she was supposed to let go and go back to her old life.
No!, she reproached herself. You’re not going back to killing for fun. bạn didn’t get this far to throw it all away. You’re going to find Cas and get him back.
“Everything okay, there?” Dean asked.
“Yeah, I’m good” Meg replied with a mischievous smile.
“First stop: Pontiac, Illinois” Dean said, as he started the engines and drove ahead. As they drove Dean turned on the radio to break the silence.
Meg stared out of the window. She felt utterly powerless. Had she still been a demon she would’ve just zapped herself to him. But then maybe she wouldn’t have felt this way and she wouldn’t even bother to go find him.
Maybe this was a sign. Maybe she was supposed to let go and go back to her old life.
No!, she reproached herself. You’re not going back to killing for fun. bạn didn’t get this far to throw it all away. You’re going to find Cas and get him back.
“Everything okay, there?” Dean asked.
“Yeah, I’m good” Meg replied with a mischievous smile.