TM # 304 [What are you hiding from?]
[What are you hiding from?]
His fingers curl around the hex bag despite knowing where the magic to create one came from. Lemonade from lemons. Isn’t that the saying? He’ll use everything knows, everything he’s learned to stay hidden from Lucifer, even if the knowledge came from the biggest mistake he’s ever made; trusting Ruby. Knuckles clenched white around the small leather pouch gives him a feeling of safety that settles in his stomach like hot chocolate. He knows it’s false and he knows it’s useless but things are finally right. Dean is snoring in the bed across from him, the motel heating unit is clicking in an offset rhythm and there’s a thick line of salt across the door and windows. Sam is home and that’s what matters for the moment.
He can resist. He can tell Lucifer no over and over again. He just needs Dean at his back because Lucifer may have made plans while Dean was in Hell but Castiel changed the rules of battle and everyone is set scrambling. Except him. Except Dean. They’re standing at the eye of the storm hiding from an apocalypse and counting the minutes until they’re found.
His fingers curl around the hex bag despite knowing where the magic to create one came from. Lemonade from lemons. Isn’t that the saying? He’ll use everything knows, everything he’s learned to stay hidden from Lucifer, even if the knowledge came from the biggest mistake he’s ever made; trusting Ruby. Knuckles clenched white around the small leather pouch gives him a feeling of safety that settles in his stomach like hot chocolate. He knows it’s false and he knows it’s useless but things are finally right. Dean is snoring in the bed across from him, the motel heating unit is clicking in an offset rhythm and there’s a thick line of salt across the door and windows. Sam is home and that’s what matters for the moment.
He can resist. He can tell Lucifer no over and over again. He just needs Dean at his back because Lucifer may have made plans while Dean was in Hell but Castiel changed the rules of battle and everyone is set scrambling. Except him. Except Dean. They’re standing at the eye of the storm hiding from an apocalypse and counting the minutes until they’re found.