You say that, you say you'd have gone years ago yet you were unable to fuckin' kill him here. Why? He's the enemy, he took everything from us, and you-- just fucking let him walk. You sided with him here.

[ and dean can't understand that. not one bit. instead it reeks of betrayal he hadn't seen coming, not after tonight, and it's just like sam. all happening again where he's the fool being played by those few he still loves. and all because he'd finally decided to let them in.

god, he hates himself. ]

Save your fuckin' crap, I don't wanna hear it.

[ dean's shoving past cas then, stepping out of the room in a flurry of anger. if he stays, he'll hurt him, he knows. and this time for good, further than just cutting his breathing with a hand to the neck. so he leaves, despite how much he wants to do exactly that right now.

but not without a pause. ]

You're not living here any longer.

[ get out. ]