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It's over...?
by Dean Winchester (deanjwinchester)
at May 1st, 2010 (04:35 pm)
relieved

Mood:: relieved
Music:: Gimme Shelter - Rolling Stones

So we did it. Somehow. Me 'n Sammy. With a little help. We got Dad out of Stull.

He slept all the way from Lawrence to Bonnie's house. Feel like I could sleep all the way to the Moon and back. Seriously. It's like I've not gotten any zzzzzzz's in the six months he's been trapped down there.

I wish I could lose this feeling like it's not really over though. Yeah, he's back, and it's really him. I don't think Mia was messing with us when she told us that. But it's just... he won't talk to us. Won't tell us what happened to him, what it was like. The things he saw. I know some of it must have been pretty bad. That yellow-eyed sonofabitch wearing my face - till I blew it off - can't have been a picnic. And his version of Sammy? Jeez. The way he looked at me. Made my flesh crawl and the hairs stand up on the back of my neck.

So yeah. I know Dad wasn't on the back nine sipping a brewski with Tiger Woods or nothin'.

But still. Just wish he'd talk to us.

Oh Christ. Now I sound like Sammy.

Who's been...almost as quiet as Dad since we got back. Think it freaked him out even more than it freaked me out when he did his whole reflection thing without having anyone there to reflect. Mia was gone, man. No way that was just her he was mirroring.

Who'd o' thought I'd be the only Winchester doing the "Let's talk about this," crap, huh?

Now I need to go to sleep for twenty years. Hopefully Bonnie's got a good stock of the local beverage of choice here in sunny Lynchburg. If not? The Jack factory is only a mile down the road.