Dean doesn't hesitate, he's off in a heartbeat, heading toward the outskirts. He hasn't been out here much - truthfully, he tries to make sure Sam's okay, tries to figure out a way out of here, anything but just sitting here, complacent, okay with the fact that they've been yanked here.
There's all this energy humming through his veins, though, leaving him tense and jittery, because he hasn't had an outlet for his frustrations yet. It's been one thing after another, from his brother to the future version of Cas and then the past, significantly less sober version. Nothing makes any fucking sense and now there's this to deal with.
He owes him one, he figures. One for Sammy, and then one for him, and one for all the people he got killed because he's a piece of shit. The moment he catches sight of the jacket, the gun's resting in his hand, heavy and comforting, though he really, really doesn't want to shoot him without figuring out what the hell is up. ]
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Date: 2013-10-22 06:12 am (UTC)Dean doesn't hesitate, he's off in a heartbeat, heading toward the outskirts. He hasn't been out here much - truthfully, he tries to make sure Sam's okay, tries to figure out a way out of here, anything but just sitting here, complacent, okay with the fact that they've been yanked here.
There's all this energy humming through his veins, though, leaving him tense and jittery, because he hasn't had an outlet for his frustrations yet. It's been one thing after another, from his brother to the future version of Cas and then the past, significantly less sober version. Nothing makes any fucking sense and now there's this to deal with.
He owes him one, he figures. One for Sammy, and then one for him, and one for all the people he got killed because he's a piece of shit. The moment he catches sight of the jacket, the gun's resting in his hand, heavy and comforting, though he really, really doesn't want to shoot him without figuring out what the hell is up. ]
Really hoped I'd never have to see you again.