Dean (donttouchthecar) wrote in utr_logs, @ 2008-07-31 23:34:00 |
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Entry tags: | emily sorenson, future!dean winchester |
Soon you'll be over the lies, you'll be strong, you'll be rich in love and you will carry on;
Who: Emily Sorenson and future!Dean Winchester
What: Him getting back from Vegas
When: Tonight
Where: Emily's
Warnings: None
Once he was back in New York, he headed to Emily's. Well, Faith's, but Emily was staying with her so it was Emily's too. He was glad that his father was back, a little suspicious although he was saying that he didn't care. For the most part, he didn't. He was just glad that his father was back. Didn't matter how, as long as there were no deals and in the coming year or ten, there wouldn't be hellhounds coming to get whoever did it. If there was, then that was there problem. They did it, they deal with it. Whatever. Yeah, he was being selfish because of that thought, just because he was glad his father was back but that was just how it was. When he made the deal for Sam, it was his problem and his doing. He knew what he was getting himself into.
He was walking down the sidewalk, heading up to the place when he saw a car pull up and Emily stepping out of it. He caught a glimpse of the dude that was dropping her off, and just kept on walking. Guess that was the guy that was taking her out everywhere. He remembered his father's last words, last sentences, one of them anyway and one was about Emily. Talking to Bobby, it was mostly the same and he didn't understand it. Did they see something he didn't? Yeah, he cared about her and he loved her. They'd been through hell together, they got out together and they'd been together ever since, but it never went there no matter how many times he tried before. It was just never gonna happen.
Watching the car drive off, he saw Emily standing there, a slow smile creeping on her lips.
"Hey," he said and stopped, just standing there. He hoped that she didn't worry, but he knew her better than that. She did worry, that's all she ever did. "Was that the boyfriend?" He asked, turning around, watching as the car disappeared into the night. Heh, I could take him, Dean thought before looking back at Emily.