"Yeah, just don't follow to close, okay?" Dean had noticed the hands and glances; he knew them on the other side of things, and he didn't want to be the object of those things. Not with Aidan. A gal sure, but his best friend who wasn't his brother?
He had a few ideas of where to find the goddess, and ever single stop had gotten them no where, no answers. He had actually hoped to find something or someone who could lead to anything that got him out of this damn body. He wanted to be in his body, not this one. Being in this body wouldn't have been bad, just not this way.
Dean finally gave in to Aidan's suggestion - to get a drink. The hunter hadn't had much to eat either, so he supposed eating would be okay. They could take a break, and Aidan took him to one of the better places in Boston.
"What the fuck." Dean groaned as he sat down at the table; he quickly ordered many shots of tequila. Tequila would take care of a lot of the pain. "How could she not be here?"