Dean smiled a bit brighter, rolling to the side and leaning up on an elbow as he stared at her. Love was a literal four letter word for him, usually. He had trouble saying it to even Sam, or his dad. It always felt like a word that came with weakness. But he couldn’t help express it, if not only through the grateful feeling of her being back with him, bringing it to the top of his throat.
He pulled the blanket up over them and stayed in place, running a finger up and down the contour of her jaw as he stared at her. He knew his gaze was fixed, but he had to just soak in the peacefulness.
“I’ll never let you out of my sight again. I hope you know that.”, he whispered, cringing in his own head at his words, “I mean never. I’d go crazy if you went on a hunt without me, now. It’s not even something I want to think about. Dad or not…”
He said the last words to make sure that she knew that regardless of what John had to say about their relationship, she was with him now. John could screw off and stay on his own. Dean would help him with his hunts, if not just to keep him alive, but this was the one part of his life John wouldn’t control anymore.
He pulled the blanket up over them and stayed in place, running a finger up and down the contour of her jaw as he stared at her. He knew his gaze was fixed, but he had to just soak in the peacefulness.
“I’ll never let you out of my sight again. I hope you know that.”, he whispered, cringing in his own head at his words, “I mean never. I’d go crazy if you went on a hunt without me, now. It’s not even something I want to think about. Dad or not…”
He said the last words to make sure that she knew that regardless of what John had to say about their relationship, she was with him now. John could screw off and stay on his own. Dean would help him with his hunts, if not just to keep him alive, but this was the one part of his life John wouldn’t control anymore.