"Who Is Dean?"

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Dean shook his head " Wow."

Sam cleared his throat 

Dean "Just wow."

Mary "Dean What the British Men of Letters are doing what we're doing, it's a better way. They -Look, I'm not blind to who they are or what they've done, but –"

Sam "When? When? When did you start working with them?"

Mary "Since before the lake house."

Sam scoffed.

Mary " It wasn't Wally. They brought me that case."

Dean " You were runnin' an errand for the Brits. And you kept it from us. Cass almost died."

Mar " I –"

Sam  "A Hunter got killed."

Mary "You think I don't know? I'm the one who burned his body. I'm the one who told his wife. I watch him die every night."

Dean nodded " Good."

Mary sighed " I'm doing this for you. I'm playing three decades of catch up here."

Dean asked hurt " And we're not? How do you think this has been for us? We're your sons, and you've been gone. Our whole lives, you've been gone. You said that you needed time. No, you said you need space. So we gave you your space. But you didn't need just space. No, you needed space from us."

Mary shook his head " That's not true. Dean, I'm trying –"

Dean asked hurt " How 'bout for once, you just try to be a mom?"

Mary nodded " I am your mother, but I am not "just a mom." And you are not a child."

Dean said angrily, frustrated and hurt "I never was. So between us and them –"

Mary shook his head " It's not like that."

Dean nodded "Yeah, Mary, it is. And you made your choice."

He pointed at the door " So there's the door."

Then he walked away. 

I followed him "Dean"

He slammed his room door shut. 

I opened and and i walked in"Dean"

He turned to me angry and hurt "she lied to  us- to me, for months. "

I nodded "i know but-"

Dean shook his head  "don't defend her, Elena. She's working with the people who tortured you"

I nodded and hugged him "i know. Dean, i know"

He hugged me back. 

I gave him a kiss on the cheek and hugged him tighter. 


Night. At a crossroad. 

Me "you wanted to see me?"

Rowena "i wanted to know about Gavin"

I nodded "it worked out. He and Fiona went back in time"

Rowena nodded. 

Me "what about Crowley? Will he be seeking revenge ?"

She rolled her eyes "ugh, Fergus. i can handle him"

I nodded "okay"

Rowena held her hands out to me "cogitationes, opiniones, ideas, vera, imaginatur, haec omnia tibi retineas arcte. quid scio, mentionem te dimittam"

My head started to hurt but then everything was okay. 

Rowena smiled at me "Elena"

I smiled at her "well, if that's all you wanted to know, then i can go back home"

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