Dean sat on his bed in the run down motel he and Sam had chosen to stay for this weeks mad demon hunt. Elbows on his knees, head in his hand, Dean wanted to cry but knew he had to be strong; knew he could not risk Sam seeing how broken he had become since he had last seen Cas. God, how he mished that annoying angel ( Read more... )

The setting fit the scene. The rain showed way to Tyler's mood. Tyler was furious at Brandon. If not for Brandon, Tyler would be on his way to the baseball game instead of sitting in a classroom absently staring out the window. Growing bored of staring out the window, Tyler moved his gaze to the back of Brandon's head. If Tyler could have, he would ( Read more... )