033: [visual] contrary to the common belief, he's not dead

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

Oh, look, a visual that's not accidental for once. Dean doesn't do very many of these, but honestly, he's bored out of his freaking mind, he's tired of lurking around Buffy's castle feeling sorry for himself (or at least, he's ready to pretend like he is), and he needs some fresh air. So, Dean's rolling out of bed, turning on his tablet as he does.

"Yeah, alright, look," Dean starts, reaching up and mussing up his hair. "All you oldies out there, the ones that haven't been coming in like herds of sheep. Gimme a call. I wanna know who's still here."

There's a pause as Dean yawns widely, and rather rudely, into the tablet. Then he continues.

"For the rest of you, lemme give you some advice. Don't piss off the vampires. And if you're a vampire, just try me. I got a crossbow for Christmas and I haven't got the chance to use it yet."

Good job, Dean, way to greet the locals with your charm and grace.

Comments

[iwantafamily.livejournal.com]

The need to say everything's fine when it isn't.

Your father was always more willing to talk about what was bothering him.

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

Yeah, Dad was a real open book.

[iwantafamily.livejournal.com]

You'd be surprised.

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

Yeah, well. Not to us.

[iwantafamily.livejournal.com]

[Mary is just going to sigh and feel guilty.]

He loved you more than anything.

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

Which is why he dragged us around the country, raised us like-- I'm not doing this, Mom.

[iwantafamily.livejournal.com]

We both know that was my fault.

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

Your fault-- You didn't do a damn thing. You wanted things normal. Dad was the one who dragged us into it.

[iwantafamily.livejournal.com]

You're right, Dean. I wanted a normal life for you and Sam. But you didn't get one because I wasn't honest with him. Because I never told him that.

I kept my mouth shut, and you and your brother were left to suffer for it.

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

... I don't blame you for any of it.

[iwantafamily.livejournal.com]

You should. I didn't protect you the way that I should have.

I was selfish. I thought I'd get to see you grow up.

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

-- Look, I gotta go. I'll... talk to you later.

[iwantafamily.livejournal.com]

--Dean.

[She knew this was coming.]

I love you.

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

... Mom--

Just. Don't.

[iwantafamily.livejournal.com]

That you get no say in.

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]