There's a nagging feeling in the back of my mind, all that power crackling in the air and the desperation in Dean's voice. There was a reason Sam was slinking around, hunting in secret. I knew it, but maybe I didn't really understand. But I don't have time to think about that. Not now.
There's no enough time. This has to be done quick, Cas said. We've got one chance at this, or Dean's gonna die.
Stepping behind the splintered pew, I yank Dean's shirt out of his jeans, shoving him forward to get at the brand burned into the small of his back. I glance up at Castiel, just for the span of a second -- This better fuckin' work -- and then I draw the knife down and slice across the brand.
In the dim light of the chapel, all this blood looks nearly black.
no subject
There's a nagging feeling in the back of my mind, all that power crackling in the air and the desperation in Dean's voice. There was a reason Sam was slinking around, hunting in secret. I knew it, but maybe I didn't really understand. But I don't have time to think about that. Not now.
There's no enough time. This has to be done quick, Cas said. We've got one chance at this, or Dean's gonna die.
Stepping behind the splintered pew, I yank Dean's shirt out of his jeans, shoving him forward to get at the brand burned into the small of his back. I glance up at Castiel, just for the span of a second -- This better fuckin' work -- and then I draw the knife down and slice across the brand.
In the dim light of the chapel, all this blood looks nearly black.