Bringing Him Back

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My voice cracked "So, what do we do?"

Dean "Say goodbye... tomorrow. "

I sobbed out "and tonight?"

Dean walked over to me "Tonight... we get loaded."

I nodded. 

Dean kissed my forehead and hugged me. 

I hugged him back. 


At the bunker. 

The four of us were sitting at the kitchen table, drinking alcohol. 

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Sam was the first to leave the table after his fifth drink. 

Cass had left after the seventh. 

Dean was still going with the drinks. 

I took a sip of my drink. 

Dean looked at me.

I shook my head, looking at my drink "don't look at me like that"

Dean "like what? "

Me "like a wounded and helpless animal"

Dean shook his head and kissed my shoulder "i've never - not once, thought you were helpless, baby"

I looked at him, hurt. 

Dean kissed my cheek "you wanna go to bed"

I shook my head "no. I don't think i can walk straight now"

Dean nodded and patted his lap. 

I looked at him confused. 

Dean put a hand on my waist and pulled me onto his lap so that i was straddling him "come here"

He put his arms around my middle and i hid my face in his neck.

I tried to fall asleep.

Dean was still drinking alcohol and it was looking like he wasn't gonna stop anytime soon. 

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I slowly opened my eyes and looked around. I was still on Dean's lap, in the same position i had fallen asleep in. 

I whispered "Dean"

He was snoring into my neck.His grip around my middle was tight. I loved it. 

I whispered "Dean"

He didn't move. 

I couldn't exactly move because my arms were trapped.

Oh boy. 

I bit down in his neck a little and he groaned annoyed. 

Dean muttered against my neck  "not now, Len"

Then he hugged me closer.

I was able to free my arms.

Then i put my hands on his cheeks and moved his head out of my neck. 

I leaned back so that i could face him better "Dean, hey, wake up. someone's here"

Dean slowly opened his eyes, tiredly "what?"

Me "I am serious, someone is here"

Dean yawned and stretched himself a little. 

I slowly got off of him.


In the control room. 

Cass "You think it's possible?"

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