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Dean Winchester (pieously) wrote in chances_rpg,
@ 2021-12-25 18:53:00

Entry tags:

!gamewide plot (generic), ~!game plot: christmas ghosts, ~ex: supernatural dean winchester

Dean & Jo

Christmas Day | The Garage at his place | PG

Talking, Talking and Dean and Jo just being Dean and Jo. Thank you to Lena for playing Jo.

⚠ None that I know of

Dean wasn't big on the Holidays, if he was honest, Christmas was a time when normal families got together and exchanged presents and happy memories. They didn't have many happy memories, if you counted the motel Christmas the year he sold his soul, that would be one. Don't get him wrong; he wasn't ungrateful or anything like that. He knew well that he was lucky to be alive right now, given all the crap that he and Sam and Charlie had been through lately, they deserved a nice day. There was nothing in any universe that Dean wouldn't do for his family. He smiled briefly at Bobby's old saying of "Family don't end in blood, boy" and ain't that the truth.

Dean loved his found family, sometimes more than his blood family. He was working on getting over the guilt of failing everyone over and over again. It was a miracle that Sam and Charlie still talked to him. Dean took a deep breath and ran his fingertips over Baby.

"Maybe it's time to forgive myself, huh?"

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deservedbetter
2022-01-01 04:43 am UTC (link)

"Now you're getting it," Jo said with a fond smile from a corner of the room, as if it wasn't strange at all for her to be there.

She'd been dead a long time by now and she'd spent enough time looking in on the Winchesters from the afterlife. She'd watched them struggle and go through more loss than any one person or pair of people should even have to go through, but that was the life of a hunter. She'd lived barely long enough to learn that. Being a hunter was sacrifice and loss and it was lonely. Dean seemed to wear all of that more than anyone, with the way he put everyone else above his own life and happiness. Jo's heart had ached for him, especially, watching everything he'd gone through. Everything he'd had to give him.

Whatever she was doing here in this garage with him now, she wasn't sorry to be here. She could never be sorry for a chance to see these boys again.

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