Sometimes something as simple as a couple of words creates a story. In this case it's two words: Town drunk. From there, a look at Bobby, and loss, through the years.
He ought to be more compassionate, he supposes, but compassion's always been in short supply in the Singer bloodline. Once in a while he thinks that if his father would just cry,
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And yet...even though there is no way to fix the pain, Dean still comes to sit with Bobby, just to be there.
And that is why we care about them.
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I don't know how the Bobby situation will ultimately play out, but for now, I wanted him to have a moment of comfort. So I'm glad you enjoyed it. :)
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Loved it, as always! :)
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Thanks for the comments - I'm glad you enjoyed the fic. :)
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Oh and I'm glad you're giving season 5 another chance.
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This season's been so utterly despairing that I have to keep stepping away. (And I could live without all the cannibalism, 'cause I mean...eeeeeeee.) But I'll stick with it and see where it goes. Because those darn boys keep luring me back in.
Glad you enjoyed the story!
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