Dear Eric Kripke:
You need a kidney, ask.
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You know the painful thing about Dean's actually very funny (because of Jensen's delivery) "I'm going to Hell. Again." line? Is that he is. Over and over and over. 'Cause when he saw Mary making that deal and knew he was too late to stop it; I doubt anything the demons did to him caused as much pain.
I kind of wish his grandmother's name hadn't been Deanna because Dean being named after himself would be pretty cool.
newJohn totally nailed some of JDM's gentler mannerisms. I get why they had to recast. There's an age limit on actors playing themselves younger and once you're past the twenty year difference... well...(eta: oops not quite a 20 yr difference but too big to gap realistically) Still missed the originals though. Also, I need to take that info about the Impala's engine and retread some fic. Even though I still believe that once he started Hunting, John would have gone for the more powerful 440 big block.
At first I thought, "You can tell she's a Hunter because she has a variety of religious symbols on her charm bracelet?" And then I realized that it was the charm bracelet combined with the way she was kicking Dean's ass.
And Mary and her family as Hunters? Didn't see that coming. And I like it, I do. I'm all about circular storytelling but that said, it's tottering on the border of being just a tiny bit too pat. But I'll give them Mary spilling her guts to Dean for two reasons: 1. sometimes, when you're this close to falling apart, it really is easier to tell strangers and 2. she could feel the connection between them. Or both.
And sadDean is heartbreaking but fierceDean is omfg! "You look in my eyes..."
Dear Jensen:
You totally got screwed out of that Emmy.
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Dear Sam:
Your brother just got back from Hell and you're leaving him alone?! Yeah, yeah, you're off to fight evil; not a good enough excuse. The last thing Dean needs right now is his heart broken yet AGAIN and you're the only one left who can do it. Stop sliding toward the darkness before I climb in there and slap you.
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Dear Castiel:
Please stop being so damned obscure with your pronouncements. I love Dean dearly and he's a lot smarter than he wants people to believe but he's not a subtle kind of guy. You want his help, you ask for it clearly... without threatening his brother.
Also, pick up a Chapstick.
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Dear God:
If you expect Dean to chose you over Sam, you're not as omnipotent as advertised.
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