Mary Winchester | 05 | [In Person]

[was_a_hunter]

[Things seemed to be back to normal this week. No weird little animal/monsters, so sinking ship...just the manor. As though one could say the manor itself was normal...perhaps she could make it a little more normal

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[was_a_hunter]

[Glancing up as Dean perched on the counter, Mary didn't think anything of him not being able to eat anything, she was just enjoying his company. Right now, things just felt right...herself cooking for the house, as she was prone to do, and her eldest watching her as she did, albeit older than what she was used to. This was probably the closest that she'd get to normal here, that any of them would get to normal.

Smiling, she turned back to what she was doing, wanting to carry on with this charade before the manor decided to mess with them some more.]

Good morning, Dean. [About to offer him something to eat, she faltered. Right...vampire.] Is there anything I can get for you? I know you can't eat any of this, but...perhaps something in the fridge?

[Truth be told, she didn't look at all the food in the kitchen, but it seemed to have the ingredients for most dishes. For all she knew, he had a packet of blood hidden around here somewhere. Or so she hoped. She tried not to think about how he'd been feeding, part of her not wanting to

[was_a_hunter]

[That was by far one of the nicest things she'd heard in days. The fact it was true just touched her even more.] You know that's a two way street right? ...I want to know when things are bothering you too, even if you think I wouldn't understand.

[100deaths_a_day]

[No, no, that's not the way it works. He's there for the whole family, taking all their burdens and all their shit as well as his own until he breaks, and hope to God that happens in private because damn it all, he's gotta be the strong one for all of you

He nods] I know. [doesn't mean he will]