SPN drabble, minor character
“Mom, I’m not going.”
Deanna carefully placed the gun on the table and faced her daughter. Samuel looked at Mary and saw his little girl, gazing up at him in adoration. Deanna saw a young woman, just as stubborn and driven as her father.
“It’s his Welcome Home party. This hunt can wait one night.” Mary held herself steady, no hint of petulance or immaturity. “Please, Mom.”
Deanna saw the way Mary looked at John, acted around him. Mary was growing away from their life. If they weren’t careful, they’d lose her.
“One night. Go, I’ll talk to your father.”
Deanna carefully placed the gun on the table and faced her daughter. Samuel looked at Mary and saw his little girl, gazing up at him in adoration. Deanna saw a young woman, just as stubborn and driven as her father.
“It’s his Welcome Home party. This hunt can wait one night.” Mary held herself steady, no hint of petulance or immaturity. “Please, Mom.”
Deanna saw the way Mary looked at John, acted around him. Mary was growing away from their life. If they weren’t careful, they’d lose her.
“One night. Go, I’ll talk to your father.”