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4x04
Part ThreePeople don't want to hear the truth because they don't want their illusions destroyed. ~Friedrich Nietzsche
Dedicated to myname111
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The smell of freshly brewed coffee caused Nadia's eyes to open, pulling her out of her deep slumber. Her eyes landed on Dean who was a few feet away from her, pouring himself some coffee.
She let out a deep sigh as she pushed herself up. As she rubbed her eyes, she looked around to see Sam wasn't there.
"Where's Sam?"
Now aware of her presence, Dean looked back at her.
"He went to go get us some breakfast." The Winchester drunk some of his coffee.
"Ah," Nadia yawned and nodded.
"Sorry for uh, falling asleep in your bed. I was supposed to get my own room." She placed her feet on the ground, giving Dean space to sit.
"Oh, it's alright." Dean shrugged, "The couch was pretty comfortable anyways."
She smiled appreciatively.
Dean held his mug out to her. "Coffee."
"Thank you." She took the mug before taking a sip.
"I noticed you've been quiet lately. During Sam and Travis' exchange of words, you never said anything. Why?"
"Well," She ran her fingers through her hair. "Wasn't sure there was anything I could have said. Travis, he seems like he knows his stuff and Sam, I get where he's coming from as well. You think my opinion would have really mattered?"
"Would have mattered to me."
Nadia blushed.
"You always have your head screwed on straight, if there's anyone who knows what they're doing, it's you."
"I wouldn't say I know what I'm doing, but I'd like to think I have enough experience to give advice from time to time."
Dean slightly nodded at that, reaching for the mug which she gave to him. "So what's your thought on this rougarou?"
"Well personally, in my opinion, a monster is a monster. I've yet to meet a monster who's living a normal life. I think you can't help who you are, and when it comes to taking down monsters you can't make decisions based off of possibilities, especially when those possibilities could cause a lot of innocent people to die."
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