Supernatural Series Rewrite- Season 10

Paper Moon: Part One

You're turning the small room you dedicated to yourself into something you might be permanently in. Who knows how long you'll be like this or if it will last forever? If it does, then you're never sleeping in your shared room with Dean ever again. You've just got back from shopping so you're putting your new clothes away. The door to your room opens and you don't have to look to know who it is.

"Hi," he says.

"I was wondering when you were gonna come talk to me," you smirk and look at your husband.

"I heard the rumors. I wanted to know if it was true."

"If what was true?" You grab the small pile of folded pants and place them neatly into your dresser drawers. "That I finally knocked some sense into me and saw you for who you really are? A man who has Daddy issues, abandonment issues, and is an all-around-dick kind of a guy? Then yes, the rumors are true."

This isn't real, Dean. She's not herself. This isn't the real her. Don't let her know her words hurt.

Dean reminds himself that you're a shell of the woman he loves, so he takes a deep breath to calm himself.

"I remember everything." You grab two shirts and hang them in your closet. "I want to know if you meant what you said."

"You're gonna have to refresh my memory. I said a lot of things."

The smile on your face tells him you know exactly what he's talking about.

"You know what I'm talking about."

"No, I don't. Please remind me. What did I say?"

Dean hates that he has to repeat your words, but you're not going to make this easy on him.

"That I'm such a shitty person, husband, father. How our kids are happier without me in their life? Ring a bell?"

"Yeah, I knew what you were talking about," you giggle. "I just wanted to hear you say it." Dean glares at you which brings you joy. He has to remind himself yet again to not give you a reaction. That's all you're after. If he gives you that, he's only going to get hurt. You grab your new underwear and place them inside one of the drawers of your dresser. "Look, I meant every word. Everyone around you dies so that also makes you a shitty hunter." He has a stoic look on his face but you can see the tears in his eyes. "I'm not trying to be mean, I'm only stating facts."

You finish putting away your clothes and are about to pass by him to leave your room when he pulls something from his pocket. He holds the item in front of him so you both can see what it is.

"I found this in my room."

You look down at your shiny wedding ring that you put in his duffel bag a few days ago.

"Am I supposed to be on the floor in tears for throwing that away?"

"You don't have to be that dramatic, but a little emotion wouldn't hurt."

You step closer to Dean and slide your hands over his body starting at his stomach. You move your hands up his chest and your arms around his neck so you can pull him closer. You lean your face in closer to his seductively. He closes his eyes thinking you're going to kiss him but you move past his lips and to his ear.

"Listen closely because I'm only gonna say this once. Whatever feelings I've had for you are gone. They do not exist. You mean nothing to me, and when I say that, I fucking mean it. You could drop dead at this fucking second and I'd step over your body and move on with my life. Don't think for a second that I'd trade my life for yours because I do not love you. I'm not in love with you, I do not think about you, and you're the least of my concerns. Do with that what you will."