The Brink of it all

Lines in the Sand

Dean paced his room. This is a stupid idea, he thought. They are choosing to believe in a young blonde girl claiming to be a royal dead guy! Their lives weren't normal and they had their share of crazy, but sometimes there has to be a line that gets drawn in the sand on what is ridiculous and what isn't.

"Thing about drawing lines in the sand Dean is just a small puff of air and the line is gone. Those kind of lines don't last and can be changed." Dean jumped startled by the soft voice that came from his door way.

Jessica leaned against the door jam eyeing him and the small room. The room was small but was of big significance to Dean. A small desk where he studied or watched porn. On the far wall sat odd bits that had no meaning but only to their owner, his bed was simple and plain but made military style. He took pride in his room, Jessica knew if was his first room that he could call his own since Sam was born.

"Get out of my room, stay out of my head." Dean began to pace again. He looked older than his years, worn lines on his face told of the countless beatings he had withstand. His face was serious in thought, he looked stern. Jessica couldn't but help but see how much his Dad he looked like. Though she knew better than to verbal acknowledge the statement she might be put thru a window. But everything from the military style boots, jeans, and red and blue button up flannel shirt. His strong for arms coming out of the disheveled rolled up sleeves, everything yelled John Winchester, even the attitude.

"The door was opened, and I'm technically not in your room, Just leaning in. I wasn't in your head, HE told me what you were thinking." Jessica said with a smirk.

Dean grunted furiously, and rushed toward her. Quickly he pushed her against the far wall into the hallway, pinning her against cold concrete. Jessica's face never flinched, she kept her crystal eyes trained on Dean's forest green. She saw deep down, pain.

"Cut the shit, I know there is no God in heaven, he isn't watching out for us. He left his creation." Dean snarled.

"Where would he go Dean?" Jessica stood her ground,she held his gaze. "Besides this isn't a theological debate, you and I both know there is a God and he has brought you back number of times. This all comes down to your guilt.".

"What do I have to be guilty of? My brother and I have fought our entire lives, we fought monsters, dealt with heaven's shit, dick angels!" He leaned closer into Jessica's face. "We have been cleaning up your God's messes, he did the minimum of saving our butts, he didn't even try to help."

Jessica lifted her arms in the middle of his chest, in one swift motion she fanned her arms apart knocking Dean's arm away from the wall. The loss of his support he pitched forward on Jessica. Using her momentum she took his shirt by the collar rotating her body around to slam Dean against the wall. Dean caught his breath halfway in a gulp, eyes wide of the unexpectant turn of events.

"He isn't my God, he's yours too." Jessica leaned forward, "and HE was there more times than you can count, he was beside you fighting, and you didn't even see him!" She let go of his shirt and stepped back putting space between their bodies.

Dean still looking shocked, his face slowly growing stern in thought. "Because you read some books doesn't make you an expert on our lives, I lived it! It's messy, bloody, dirty, there was no lightning throwing son of bitch helping us! Sam, Cass, and I fought ourselves. God wasn't even there when Cass went looking for him!"

Jessica turned again on him in frustration. "And what did Cass try to use to find God?"

"He use my necklace that Sammy gave me..." Dean tried to begin.

"Yes! He used the medallion on your necklace that was given to you out of love. Cause God was there, when you were kids that christmas, he was there!" Jessica leaned close to Dean again finger raised in his face. "And how many times Dean did you look at that Medallion remember the love of your brother and it gave you the hope and strength to push forward?! You had more God moments than anyone on this ganked up planet right now! And you choose not to see it!"