SPN: "Pretense"
Fandom: SPN
Title: Pretense
Pairing: Lisa/Dean, Castiel/Dean
Rating: PG
Warnings: end of season 5/beginning of season 6 spoilers
Summary: Lisa was used to pretending.
Pretense
For Dean’s sake, Lisa’s learns to pretend. She learns to pretend that she doesn’t see the longing looks toward the covered black car or the strange way Dean holds his knife during dinner or how he cries in his sleep. For now, she keeps quiet and pretends, even as she tucks it all away for when Dean isn’t bleeding so badly.
Pretending mostly means keeping her mouth shut. Even Ben catches on, never saying anything when Dean’s eyes grow distant. Ben just sits a little closer, becomes a little more tactile.
Lisa never knows if Dean is pretending or not. Sometimes, she isn’t sure if he's awake or not.
Pretending means more than looking away from Dean, though. Pretending means being a little more careful about what she reads in the paper or watches on the news. It means never mentioning Kansas and buying extra salt.
It means never mentioning their blue-eyed visitor to Dean or even to herself.
He -- It -- doesn’t come every night, which helps. The first time, Lisa woke around midnight, and He sat beside Dean, two fingers gentle on Dean’s forehead. For the first time since Dean’s return, Dean slept easy, pale face calm. Those brilliant blue eyes seared into her like He saw into her soul.
“Do not be afraid,” He said quietly. “My name is Castiel. I am...a friend.”
Lisa knew then He did not mean a friend of hers.
Every few weeks -- sometimes every few days -- He visits, always in the dead of the night, always when Dean sleeps. He never bothers with Lisa, and she learns to pretend to sleep, pretend that He didn’t know she was awake, pretend it -- she -- doesn’t matter.
Pretend not to watch Him through her lashes as He stares at Dean’s sleeping face like he is the only one in the world. Pretend not to see the way He touches Dean, like he is breakable.
To keep the peace alive, to keep Dean from bleeding out, Lisa perfects pretending. Pretends she isn't living with a Hunter, that an angel isn't visiting her bedroom.
Pretends Dean was ever hers.
I am…a friend. Protect and care for Dean while he is on Earth, and Heaven will reward you. You may have him now. He’ll be mine in Heaven.
Title: Pretense
Pairing: Lisa/Dean, Castiel/Dean
Rating: PG
Warnings: end of season 5/beginning of season 6 spoilers
Summary: Lisa was used to pretending.
Pretense
For Dean’s sake, Lisa’s learns to pretend. She learns to pretend that she doesn’t see the longing looks toward the covered black car or the strange way Dean holds his knife during dinner or how he cries in his sleep. For now, she keeps quiet and pretends, even as she tucks it all away for when Dean isn’t bleeding so badly.
Pretending mostly means keeping her mouth shut. Even Ben catches on, never saying anything when Dean’s eyes grow distant. Ben just sits a little closer, becomes a little more tactile.
Lisa never knows if Dean is pretending or not. Sometimes, she isn’t sure if he's awake or not.
Pretending means more than looking away from Dean, though. Pretending means being a little more careful about what she reads in the paper or watches on the news. It means never mentioning Kansas and buying extra salt.
It means never mentioning their blue-eyed visitor to Dean or even to herself.
He -- It -- doesn’t come every night, which helps. The first time, Lisa woke around midnight, and He sat beside Dean, two fingers gentle on Dean’s forehead. For the first time since Dean’s return, Dean slept easy, pale face calm. Those brilliant blue eyes seared into her like He saw into her soul.
“Do not be afraid,” He said quietly. “My name is Castiel. I am...a friend.”
Lisa knew then He did not mean a friend of hers.
Every few weeks -- sometimes every few days -- He visits, always in the dead of the night, always when Dean sleeps. He never bothers with Lisa, and she learns to pretend to sleep, pretend that He didn’t know she was awake, pretend it -- she -- doesn’t matter.
Pretend not to watch Him through her lashes as He stares at Dean’s sleeping face like he is the only one in the world. Pretend not to see the way He touches Dean, like he is breakable.
To keep the peace alive, to keep Dean from bleeding out, Lisa perfects pretending. Pretends she isn't living with a Hunter, that an angel isn't visiting her bedroom.
Pretends Dean was ever hers.
I am…a friend. Protect and care for Dean while he is on Earth, and Heaven will reward you. You may have him now. He’ll be mine in Heaven.