Seamus Finnigan (

Her. Seamus's face darkened briefly at the word, his jaw tensing. Pandora. Seamus wanted her dead for what she'd done, tortured as she'd tortured Dean and so much worse. But there was nothing he could do about her now, and Dean needed him, so Seamus pushed the rage down as far as it would go and tried to concentrate on Dean's smile.

"You went home? but how did you get away? How—?" Seamus shook his head. It didn't matter how Dean had managed it. All that mattered was that he was back, alive. "You'll always come back to me, won't you? No matter what." And Seamus needed that reassurance now more than ever.

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