Dean pushed himself to his feet. He hadn't been waiting long, but it was long enough to know that a demon wasn't coming. This was happening. This was really over.
"Do you want me to get your things?" He knew what stepping over that threshold would do to him. It was the same thing it'd do to Jess, and if Dean could spare her that, he would.
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Date: 2009-07-20 03:50 am (UTC)"Do you want me to get your things?" He knew what stepping over that threshold would do to him. It was the same thing it'd do to Jess, and if Dean could spare her that, he would.