[can be found sitting on the couch in the living room, a confused look on his face as Fay runs up to him, her tail wagging a mile a minute & her tongue lapping eagerly at his clasped hands. He couldn't tell if she was bigger or not, but he felt she was]

How long was I gone? What... what happened?

& what's with the tattoo?

[would be referring to ( Read more... )

Things are... returning to normal, I suppose.

[settles back into the black leather armchair, a cup of caffeine in his hands, watching Dean clean their guns with Fay practically in his lap]

I can't help but feel that things are too quiet. Like a bomb is ticking in the background, & going to go off any second now ( Read more... )