Being Alive ( D.W)

John And Mary

 A few days later. At the bunker. 

I walked into the control room when i heard it slam shot. 

The boys were back. 

Me "Hey? and? you got ahold of the Baozhu?"

It's pearl that can make the thing you desire the most come true. 

Dean nodded and grabbed the beer from my hands. 

I pouted "that was my beer"

Dean "what's mine is yours. what's yours is mine, baby"

Me "so i get to drive the Impala?"

Dean thought about it before taking a sip of his beer "hell no"

I rolled my eyes annoyed. 

Dean "John Wayne Gacy's ghost. Well, that's one of the record books."

Sam handed me a little bag.

I opened it and froze "oh my god."

Dean "mhm?"

Me "this is it."

Dean "The pearl?"

I nodded. 

Dean "Let's do it."

Sam "Are you – are you sure you don't want to call Mom or – or wait for Cas?"

Dean shook his head "No. No, 'cause, you know, if this mojo works like you say, great. If not... why get their hopes up?"

Sam nodded "yeah"

I handed Dean the pearl. 

Dean "So, what do I..."

Me "I guess you – you hold the pearl and – and concentrate on what your heart desires."

Dean "I've already got the girl of my dreams so..."

Sam and i shot him a look. 

Me "cute, Dean. Can you now take this serious please?"

Dean nodded "okay. Michael outta my head. Got it."

Then he picked up the pearl and held it in his hand. 

He closed his fist around it, closing his eyes.