Dean Winchester (cram_it_ugly) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2013-01-03 23:27:00 |
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There was little that could console the oldest Winchester, not after the blow out with Cas, and then breaking things off with Katherine. Only to find Jo alive, and not being able to kill her as she wanted him to do. Even talking to Sam after Katherine hadn't helped things. No, there was only two things in existence that could help Dean forget, at least for a little while, one was his car, the other was a big bottle of hooch. But it was to close to home, to reach for the bottle. So he settled for tinkering with Baby. His one true love. The one true love that would never leave him, even smashed, he'd bring her back. If her engine block blew he'd bring her back. If all that was left was the fucking army man in the ashtray and he would continue to bring her back. Baby, his black 1967 Chevrolet Impala, was parallel parked in front of the apartments. He had her only slightly jacked up, on ramps that only took her high enough off the ground that he could crawl underneath and toy with her undercarriage. Dean didn't have to do much to her, Santa had delivered her perfect. And he wasn't going to complain. Though he did take Katherine's advice, and didn't stick his legs out street side. No, they were stuck out the front as he tinkered. No point in tempting fate and waiting for someone to come along and run over his legs. |