“Uh… ” Dean began, he really didn’t trust this douche bag at first glance, but obviously there was something Raleigh wanted to prove by dragging his ass around. He was… not completely opposed to taking others along, he let out a deep sigh and looked up to the ceiling for…
“‘Ey,” Dean called after her, following her through the crowded lobby, “I didn’t know, I thought you wanted that guy to tag along, I mean you said that you thought it was okay… I just… ” he said with a sigh, rubbing the back of his head in frustration. He never understood people all that well, and he wasn’t that great with social cues. He was amazing at telling when someone was secretly performing spells to raise the demon of Halloween from the underworld, but he couldn’t tell when someone wanted him to stop talking about a certain event to someone. He looked down at her, “Look, I’m sorry. If you want I can go back and call it off with him, it can be just the two of us. … and Sam— just the three of us.”
Dean noticed the way Raleigh was responding to this man. He didn’t know her that well, but he knew her enough to recognize that she was scared of this guy. Scared by influence, not by nature. He looked back to Jack, eyeing him over. He already didn’t like this guy, he…
“Uh… ” Dean began, he really didn’t trust this douche bag at first glance, but obviously there was something Raleigh wanted to prove by dragging his ass around. He was… not completely opposed to taking others along, he let out a deep sigh and looked up to the ceiling for a second, “Yeah, sure. Why not.” he said with a forced grin.
- What do you think of your mun?
- Why did the mun pick you?
- What's the worst thing the mun's made you do?
- What's the best thing the mun's made you do?
- Is your mun weird, or by the book? Why?
- Have you seen your mun unhappy? Why were they?
- Do you think your mun likes you?
- What would you like to tell your mun?
(Source: scratched-assassin, via tasharomanoffblackwidow)
Sam started to go outside with his brother to their car, he felt he could swoon in any moment. When they get there he collapsed next to the Impala and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. When he opened his eyes, he saw something really weird in…
When he made the sound, Dean’s head whipped around from the sky to his brother, his grip tightening on him and his gaze turned to worry. “Sammy?! Sammy, you’re gonna be fine, alright? I gotcha, I’m here. We gotta get you somewhere… c’mon.” he said, looking around and thinking. Would a hospital be helpful right now? With all the Angels falling, wouldn’t they be in panic mode? Dammit, he thought, I’ll have to get him help somewhere else… he picked up his brother as gently as he could, as not to hurt him even more, and tried to get him in the backseat of the Impala. Basically shoving him so he lay across his backseat, he shut the door and quickly got himself set up in the front seat, starting up the car with the familiar purr of the engine that set Dean a little more at ease, but not completely. He ripped down the roadway he came up on, still trying to think about how to help Sam. It was hard, with all the Angels still falling in the distance, there were so many things going on. So many things that needed to be fixed… thinking about it all made his head go fuzzy, so he shook it off and focused on his brother’s health. “How ya’ doin’ back there Sam?” Dean asked roughly, glancing in the rear view as he adjusted it to be fixated on the man in the backseat.
Sam started to go outside with his brother to their car, he felt he could swoon in any moment. When they get there he collapsed next to the Impala and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. When he opened his eyes, he saw something really weird in the sky. He furrowed his eyebrows. “What’s happening?”
Dean looked up and around, his entire face sinking as he watch the orange bursts falling from the skies in the dead of the night. He took a minute to watch and replied, without turning towards Sam who he was still holding onto, “The Angels… they’re falling.” he said quietly, as if he didn’t believe himself, and at this point, he wasn’t quite sure he did.
Dean turned back from checking out the girls to find Jack’s hand to him. He stopped smiling and gave a quick look to Raleigh, before slowly accepting the handshake, “Dean Winchester.” he replied with a tough nod and a firm grip on the man’s hand.
“Pleasure,” the man…
Dean noticed the way Raleigh was responding to this man. He didn’t know her that well, but he knew her enough to recognize that she was scared of this guy. Scared by influence, not by nature. He looked back to Jack, eyeing him over. He already didn’t like this guy, he seemed too much like his Dad was. Although he loved his father, he never had agreed with the way he was raised. And it seemed as though Jack was the same. But worse, because Raleigh wasn’t his own. Well, as far as he was concerned. Dean straightened his back and took a deep breath, “Yeah. Garth got a little excited, but it’s nothing that needs this bigga’ group of Hunters. I’m sure Raleigh and I could handle it, she can hold her own a lot better than any other Hunters I know.” he stated, voice hard and cold, but still keeping his charming smile.
Dean scoffed, looking around as he followed closely at Raleigh’s elbow. “I get the feeling that I’m going to have to be dragged outta here by security in the near future.” he said, his mouth curled into a forced smile at the people around him. Two teenage girls passed by…
Dean turned back from checking out the girls to find Jack’s hand to him. He stopped smiling and gave a quick look to Raleigh, before slowly accepting the handshake, “Dean Winchester.” he replied with a tough nod and a firm grip on the man’s hand.
