[Set after this phonecall.]

Dean was getting twitchy and antsy again. It had been a few hours since he was at Ashley's place and he could feel the hunger coming back to him. He didn't enjoy the feeling. It felt like pins and needles all over him and coursing though this veins. And of course, blood was the only thing that could make it go away. If ( Read more... )

((I think evil and my mind goes to demon!Dean. So forgive me...))

He stood there, staring at her as she sat in the chair. Her eyes hadn't been black. She obviously a human and Dean needed to know the feeling to hurt someone again; to watch blood flow freely from a body. Like he did in Hell for ten years. Rubbing his hands thoughtfully as he leaned ( Read more... )