|Dean Winchester (agentplant) wrote in valloic,|
@ 2020-10-03 15:15:00
|Entry tags:||!action/thread/log, supernatural: dean winchester|
Dean sat at one of the tables in the library and stared off into the distance, trying to wrap his head around all of what was happening. Alec. Soulless Sam. Mom. More than ever it really felt like a cruel trick at the hands of Chuck and there was nothing he could do about it. Nothing at all. His mother was waiting for him to pick her up and everyone kept asking if he was okay. He glanced down at his phone after hearing it vibrate and he looked down at it in anger, his jaw clenched tightly. Suddenly, he snapped, and he grabbed the glass next to him and threw it across the room, making it shatter into pieces.
Finally, he stood from the table, shoved his phone in his pocket, grabbed his keys, and went out to the garage to get in the car. In his anger, he found himself going faster than he should have and it wasn't much longer until he was outside of the place his mother was waiting. He turned off the engine and got out shakily, his gaze fixated on Mary, remembering how he had held her lifeless body in his arms only about a year ago. "Mom?" His voice broke in the whisper and he couldn't help the tears in his eyes. "It's okay, everything is going to be okay."