Superwholock: The Upbringing (Moved To Different Account)

Chapter 13: The Words Unspoken

Dean's POV

I can't believe it. Why the hell did she have to do that?! Yes, I get she was trying to save her friend but COME ON!!! Sh had a perfect life ahead of her and she decide to waste it on a bitch!

When I looked at her laughing with the Doc, I felt jealousy claw at my chest. I glared at them both before looking down at my food, trying not to lash out at the Doctor for making her laugh like that. Only I could make her laugh like that. And only me!

"What's the matter Dean?". I jumped at the break in the quiet mutters and silence before looking at the direction of the sound. Oh it's just Cas.

"Oh, hey Cas," I stated before changing my position, "I'm fine, really.". Before I could get up and go, Cas put a hand on my shoulder and pushed me back down on my ass, making me groan in frustration.

"Dean, you've been glaring at Asyria and the Doctor for the past few minutes since you two fought. Apologize to her and make up for it," Cas stated. I glared at Cas and said, "Yeah, I'll go ahead and apologize to the person who made a deal with a demon.".

"What?!". And of course he doesn't know. I just sighed and looked down at my hands, "That's right. She made a deal. For someone's soul.". Cas looked confused at this point and asked, "Who's soul?". I shrugged my shoulders and muttered, "Sherlock.".

"It actually makes sense, he has some sort of aura around him that makes me uneasy," Cas replied. Well damn, I wonder what that is.

Myra's POV Myra_Novak_Holmes11
Something's up with Dean, but I have no idea what the hell it is. I looked at Asyria and saw she was slightly in the same state. Why slightly? Cause she's covering it up by laughing at The Doctor's stories. Thus, less tension showing. And wonderful, I'm turning into a certain sociopath. Note the sarcasm.

"Myra are you alright?".

"What?". Sherlock sighed before sitting next to me and asking, "Again, are you alright?". I looked at him, already knowing that he is upset about something.

"I should be asking you the same thing," I looked him up and down while waiting for a response. Sherlock nodded his head in response and asked, "Have you ever met Castiel before?". I furrowed my eyebrows while looking at the angel in a trench coat. The way he looked so clueless made me smile subconsciously but I immediately shook the feeling off.

"No. No I haven't," I replied, looking at Sherlock.

Asyria's POV
The Doctor was bringing up a lot of good memories of why we used to do before he let me go. As crazy as it is, I never really forgave him for ditching me back on Earth like that. I mean, all those adventures can make you change in more ways than one, but... They were still amazing.

"Doctor?". The Docor hummed as he looked at me with his mouth curved into a soft grin, "Yes Asyria?". I played with my ring for a little bit before looking into the Doctor's eyes, "Why did you leave me behind?". The Doctor's smile faltered before I continued, "I mean, we did a whole bunch of things together and all of a sudden you drop me like dead weight. So... was it something I did?".

The Doctor looked down, a certain type of sadness visible on his face before he looked at me again, "No, Asyria it wasn't you... it was me.". A look of confusion crossed my face before The Doctor continued, "After losing the Ponds, I was scared I was going to let you down too. So, I did the only thing I could do. Let you go, before you got hurt or worse.".

When The Doctor looked at me, with his sad eyes and his sad smile, I walked to the Doctor, pulled him up, and wrapped my arms around him. Since he was pretty tall, my head was buried into his shoulder so I stood on the tips of my toes.

"Doctor, it wasn't your fault. You tried and that's what counts, Amy and Rory aren't dead. We may not be able to see them again, but at least we know that they're alive and together. Never blame yourself again you hear?" I softly exclaimed. When I pulled away to look at The Doctor, he just pulled me back into the hug and sniffed, I started to rub his back while tears began to soak my shirt. And to be honest I couldn't care less.

"You'll be okay Doctor," I whispered. As much as I wish I could, I couldn't promise that everything will be okay.

I know that I won't.

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I know this was short but, I sort of feel a little down about this. I don't know whether or not I should delete this, so just respond by comment or something. Or... if you want me to continue with this, I can try harder with this damn thing. Alright, La'ers you lot!