Dean, Interrupted.

Dean Winchester. Here for the case, not for the crazy. I'm an Aquarius. I enjoy sunsets, long walks on the beach, and the idea of getting the fuck out of here as soon as possible. Date admitted: January 2 Diagnosis: Intermittent explosive disorder, Notes: Shows concerning signs of dependency on brother. Demonstrates deep-rooted self-loathing and fear of loneliness. [[Please tag as caseofthecrazies -- no dash! RP account. I own no content or rights to anything seen here unless otherwise specified.]]

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Stories | Dean & Castiel

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Castiel listened to what his roommate was trying to say to him. “I understand, Dean. And do not treat me like I don’t, I do. You like my brother in a way that you find him attractive and I believe it is the same for him” he sat onto his bed. “He is probably trying to work things out. But in doing so, he is mistakenly avoiding you? I believe it is not as bad as an angel and a demon falling in love, well, so I’ve heard” 

“Why would you lie to your child about an invisible bunny? They do not exist. Surely they should know that” he frowned “Why hide it? Why not simply give it to the person instead of wasting time trying to look for it?” 

He saw something misplaced under his pillow and he pulled out another egg. “We do celebrate events. Just not to the extent you have. We do not have chocolate eggs for example or christmas trees” 

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"I dunno about 'bad'," Dean offered. "I mean, you love who you love, right? It just happens, you can't control it. Maybe heaven has rules against it or whatever. I think, um..." It's the fact that you're related to the bitch, Dean wanted to say, but sooner shut his mouth. "Never mind. Just... yeah. Lucifer. Who'd have thought, right?" He laughed humourlessly. "I'm sure he'll come around. Maybe."

Dean rolled his eyes. "It's fun, Cas. It makes good memories for kids. Rabbits are symbols of fertility. Birth. You know. Zombie Jesus. All that. Man, Heaven sounds boring. No women in sexy bunny outfits, no candy, no egg-hunting. You guys just, what, talk to each other and think?"

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The Basics || Ava and Dean

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“I’m not asking to get up close and personal, it’s just… I don’t know.” Ava sighed and looked back to the knives. “Thanks. For um, explaining this to me.”

She shook her head, not really understanding how he managed to get guns in here. She wasn’t even going to ask. Some things are better left unsaid. “If we can go without getting caught, sure. But I’m pretty sure I know how a knife works. The pointy end is the end that hurts.” Ava smiled widely at him, and laughed quietly.

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Dean smiled, nodded, and cleared a seat for himself on his bed. "Don't worry about it, then. It's sorta like swordfighting. Or fencing. Or whatever you like." Before sitting down, he picked one up and showed Ava, stepping lightly as if actually in a fight. "Accuracy and speed, that's all it is," he ground out between breaths, twirling the knife in his hand absnt-mindedly. "But if you think you got it... Then, we're clear." He sat down, tucking the blade away.

"Anything else you needed to know, or, uh... wanted to, for your safety or personal knowledge or general interest...? Or are we just gonna sit here and talk about... whatever girls talk about?"

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Somewhere Only We Know | Jo & Dean

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“Just because there’s a lot out to kill hunters doesn’t mean there’s definitely no protection,” Jo said, very quietly. As if she was in deep thought and not all there because of it. Then she shook if off. “But you’re probably right. It’s unlikely something’ll go out of its way to protect any hunters. And then there’s the questions of the demons and angels and… stuff, right?”

She looked at him with a bemused expression. “What?”

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"No, I do think we have protection. Just that, um... there are some monsters and stuff that have more protection than hunters do," he clarified. "They travel in groups, mostly. So do hunters, sometimes, but way, way smaller groups. So if we need backup, we're usually pretty screwed. That's where things get difficult--almost every monster travels in a group. So unless we're dealing with an alpha here... we've got more than one thing to deal with."

Dean rolled his eyes, sighing shamefully. "Uh... yeah. It's kind of a thing. Anyone that sleeps with Sam pretty well dies. We've both had our fair share of... accidents. Some of Sam's were on purpose. He knew she--" Dean inhaled sharply, collecting the bitter feelings that welled up inside of him, and shook his head, rubbing at the back of his neck shyly. "I sorta... had a thing with Anna this one time in the back of my car. Hah. Whoops."

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The Basics || Ava and Dean

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“So you mean, I have to actually get close to cut it?” Ava frowned more, but tried to perk up. “Demons don’t like anything holy. I think.”

“So, angels aren’t nice, and they have different knives that kill specific angels. That seem really complicated. More complicated than it should be.” She let out a nervous chuckle and looked away from the knives up to Dean. “So those are basic monsters. Easy enough. Maybe. It’s probably harder than you make it sound.”

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Dean frowned, but chuckled. "You could tape one to a hockey stick so you wouldn't have to get so close, but... yeah, that's the general idea. This is all theory, Ava. I'm not about to take you into battle and make you get up close and personal with anything. I'm not going to put your life on the line, I'm just telling you in case you're ever, uh, confronted with anything." Dean sighed, closing his eyes gently. "Demons don't like anything except revenge. So, you're right, I guess." He didn't bother with the 'you-have-demon-blood-in-you-and-your-fiance-is-dead' recap--not yet. The time would come, but it wasn't now.

"It's pretty hard at first, I won't lie to you. But I've been doing this for over twenty years, so it's sorta just a beginner-level obstacle course to me," the hunter explained with a shrug. "I'm not gonna get out the guns, just in case someone walks in. But... say we can sneak out of here without getting caught for a few minutes, did you want me to show you how this all works? Just... so you know. For your reference."

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Stories | Dean & Castiel

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Castiel nodded. “I understand” he stated. “You bonded when he entered your dreams. If I can remember correctly I entered your dreams quite a few times in the past. Don’t worry, I don’t have the power to do it now” he stared at the hunter. Lucifer was right. Dean was different from the other humans. “You must be special” he gave a smile “my brother likes you-” more than us “-he’ll make sure nothing happens to you” 

The angel just frowned. “How is it fun?” Castiel just let out a frustrated sigh and looked down to the egg. “We-” They celebrated their Father’s miracle. The resurrection of Jesus Christ. He remembered cheers and days of peace. He remembered home. What it was like to be close to his brothers and sisters. How close he used to be to them. “-we celebrated our Father’s wishes. For he was the son of our Father, we respected our Father’s choices. My Father made Jesus for a reason as He made everyone for a reason” 

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Bonded? "No, no," Dean argued. "No, um, bonding. Just, there were already... uh, feelings there. I just dream about it a lot, or something and I..." He looked to the floor, his face flushing as he rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "I guess it was just something I wanted. Only, I thought that was it. Just a dream. And then it turns out it actually happened, or something. I just... didn't want it to stop happening." He sighed. "Cas, if he really liked me, he wouldn't have been avoiding me these past few weeks."

"It's fun 'cause you have to look for the chocolates, 'cause someone else hides them all over for you. And when you're little, your parents tell you that they were hidden by some giant invisible bunny overnight. It's a pretty stupid lie to tell a kid." Dean shrugged, but eyed the angel again with a frown of his own. "That sounds boring. So, you guys just... don't celebrate holidays, but we do? This seems kinda... backwards."

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Stories | Dean & Castiel

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Castiel nodded. “I must agree with you. I did see my brother around here quite often but just now is the only time I have seen him here in a while” He moved over to his bed, egg in hand. He stopped and frowned. “Good kisser? Have you kissed my brother?” he asked curiously. 

He looked down to the egg in his hand. “But why do you hide it?” he questioned, staring at the egg. He looked back up to Dean. “Heaven…” his eyes trailed off to look out of the window and he sighed. He missed home. “We-” he coughed, drawing his attention back to the hunter “-we celebrated the resurrection of Jesus Christ. We did not hide and eat chocolate” 

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"Yeah, he's been... distant. Quiet, kinda," Dean noted. "I, um..." He pondered for a moment, unsure of how to explain the situation he'd gotten himself wrapped up in. "He kinda, uh, dreamwalked, to put it that way. Crept through my dreams and wondered what I dreamed about, so... I showed him. And there's this one dream, where we're back in the cemetery. After we're out of here, I mean. And it's night, and we just sit there and laugh about stuff... and then we kiss. A lot. So we did, and then I woke up and went looking for him and he..." Dean shook his head. "He said I was the only human he can't hate. The only one that you Father didn't fuck up. And then kissed me again. So..." He trailed off, finally taking a breath after his explanation.

Rolling his eyes, Dean answered, "Because it's fun. Not that angels know what that is, apparently. I mean, like, how do you celebrate? Obviously you don't get chocolate and stuff, but... how?"

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Somewhere Only We Know | Jo & Dean

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“That’s terrible,” Jo said with a frown crossing her features. She’d never been religious, but to think that there was, in fact, a God and that that God didn’t care was… mildly unpleasant to say the least. At Dean’s theory she raised both her eyebrows. “Like what? Something… dangerous? But then why revive the dead? Could it be protecting us, in some screwed up way or something?”

She smiled and nodded. “Sure. That sounds fine. I hope she’s… actually good, though.”

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"Dunno. Maybe. But since when has anything ever protected a hunter, 'cept for an angel? And, I mean, I don't think we can blame angels. This place is covered in Enochian sigils. It's their writing that's keeping us in here." Dean gave a small shrug again. Angels. An unlikely probability, but still; this wasn't the first time someone had brought it up.

Nodding, the Winchester sighed. "Hope so. Wouldn't be the first time someone's gone darkside after sleeping with a Winchester, though," he muttered under his breath.

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The Basics || Ava and Dean

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She eyed the knives, and regretted her decision. Knives meant actually hurting something. Knives meant being close enough to hurt something. “Okay, so silver hurts… shapeshifters, wraths, and gen. Oh, and zombies and werewolves.” Ava thought a little, and frowned. “I mean, um, wraiths and djinn.”

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Dean laughed a little and turned to pat Ava's shoulder. "Right. Some things you'll have to actually cut with a silver blade, others require a headshot or, uh, shot to the heart, not to sound cliche. Zombies won't be killed by silver, unless it's a silver stake that you use to nail 'em back into their coffins. Those are basic monsters, most common ones you'll find. Then there are angels who are mostly dicks, if you ask hunters. You can only kill 'em with a special weapon. Even more important, there's a special one to kill an archangel. They're two different blades. Pretty sure all angels carry 'em. Now, demons. Remember anything about 'em, or should I just ramble some more?" he asked, eying Ava with concern. It was still early into the conversation, and he already feared that he'd spooked her.

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Somewhere Only We Know | Jo & Dean

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“God? You mean God’s… real, then?” she asked, not sure what to think of that possibility. It wasn’t that she didn’t believe, she just considered it something she’d never know the answer to, and she was content with that. She shook her head. “Theory?”

Jo’s eyes went wide at that. She definitely hadn’t expected that information. She nodded slowly. “I’ll be careful. Thanks for telling me…”

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"Oh, yeah, definitely real. And to add to the fun, He hates Sam and I tons. We died and ended up in Heaven, and God had a message for us. Basically told us to give up on trying to save the world. So He either wants the world to burn or just doesn't care about the outcome. Either way, He's no better of a father than mine." Narrowing his eyes, Dean checked his surroundings, ensuring no one else was up there with him. "What if it's not that something is keeping us in here, but that someone in here is trying to keep something else out?"

"Like I said, you're probably safe. She's a good girl. Just don't get too close 'til we're sure," he suggested.

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The Basics || Ava and Dean

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Cautiously walking inside, Ava sighed in relief. Still, she felt like she was treading on thin ice. “Um, teaching me the basics. Just enough to protect myself, and maybe other people too. Like you said before, I don’t want this to be my life, um, just a small chapter I can pull out anytime I need it. I guess.”

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"You'd be better off if you avoided any potential situations altogether so you wouldn't have a need for it at all," Dean muttered bitterly. With a quiet sigh, he drew out a few knives. "First thing's first. These are silver. Silver blades are good against shapeshifters and wraiths. Oh, and djinn if it's dipped in lamb's blood. Silver bullets--like, guns--are good against zombies and werewolves. You're not likely to come across many of those, though. Vampires, maybe, and demons. Well, and angels, and probably some angry spirits. So, we'll go ahead with those, I guess. Got it all so far?"

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The Basics || Ava and Dean

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She smiled with he didn’t close the door right away. The smile quickly turned to a frown when he crossed his arms. To her, that gesture meant the other person didn’t want to talk, or didn’t want anything to do with her. Ava looked at him and felt somewhat relieved, but still nervous. At least he looked happy.

“I-I hope I wasn’t interrupting anything.” She played with her fingers and looked down. “Um, I asked you for help a while ago. I was wondering if today would be okay. If it isn’t, uh, I can come back some other time.” Ava bit her tongue, trying to stop the beginning of a ramble.

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At Ava's reminder of her request for his help, Dean's smile faded. Assisting Ava wasn't exactly going to be pleasant for her; even moreso, Dean hoped she wouldn't get angry with him or be disturbed. This was, after all, going to be the most he'd ever shared about himself with anyone outside of the family. The thought of someone getting to know him made him nervous.

Still, Dean nodded and, unfolding his arms, stepped aside. "Yeah, come in for a sec. Gotta get some stuff in order. Recap for me, what exactly did you want my help with?"

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Redecorating | Dean & Lucifer

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Lucifer dipped his hand into paint and stuck it to Dean’s face. He made a smiley face on his shirt. “Lovely.” The paint didn’t really bug him. It was all in good fun anyway. 

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With another smirk, Dean placed the open palm of his hand flat into the blue paint and pressed his hand to three different spots on the Devil's shirt. "I feel like I'm four years old," he chuckled. "Like, a real four year old."

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Stories | Dean & Castiel

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He frowned. “Lucifer was here?” he asked. “Is he okay?” He hadn’t seen his brother in a while and he was curious to see how he was. He took another look at the walls, spotting the picture of him and the bees; he smiled. 

Another frown appeared on his face and he looked to Dean. “What do you mean?” he looked round the room again, taking a step in and shutting the door. “Whats this?” he asked, showing the hunter the gold shaped egg in his hand. 

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"Lucifer's always here--well, he used to be. Not so much anymore," Dean replied quietly. "He's been... busy, or something. Seemed kinda distant, or bothered by something. But I wasn't going to ask, you know? If something was up, I think he'd tell me." With a shrug, Dean smirked at Castiel. "How is he? He's... a good kisser." Dean chewed his lip, waiting for Cas' reaction.

Rolling his eyes, Dean answered, "Chocolate. You unwrap it and you eat it. It's an Easter thing. Well, for humans, it is. I dunno how Heaven celebrates."

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Confessions | Dean & Sam

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“Fifties and already she’s all wrinkled?” He asked before shaking his head. “Okay but really, I’m not that into librarians of all things.” He frowned. “I was just thinking about that. The whole kind-of-niece thing. Not the…kind of thing I wanted to think about.”

“Dean it’s not like that. It wasn’t like…anything really. We just hung out a little. Talked, kicked a soccer ball around, that’s it. I’m not suddenly best friends with him or anything. And I sure as hell haven’t forgotten my time in the Cage with him.”

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"Yeah? What was Jess gonna be, huh? And uh... Speaking of, is that a thing? I mean, I only talked to her once, but..." Dean trailed off. "Not my business. Neither are Cas and Meg, really, but... Gross. It would be like me hooking up with Bobby. Except with wings."

Dean hesitated, but nodded. "Honestly, Sam? If you'd said it was anything else, I don't know who I'd be more pissed at: you or Satan, himself. So, that's saying something." Was it Dean's turn to make a confession? His feelings were torn on the subject; part of him wanted Sam to know, but then Sam hadn't exactly told him anything openly. That was normal, though, for Dean to have to pry something out of Sam.

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Redecorating | Dean & Lucifer

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Lucifer laughed, sticking his fingers in the green paint he smeared some onto Dean. Well he was having fun with this. Even if the other wasn’t. 

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The hunter growled, but chuckled darkly, flicking off the excess paint onto Lucifer's shirt and reaching for a brush, dipped in black, before painting Lucifer's forehead with it. Cas would come in eventually and wonder when Plucky Pennywhistle had come in and puked all over the ground, but Dean didn't care. This was the most alive he'd felt in weeks.

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Somewhere Only We Know | Jo & Dean

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“They wouldn’t,” she said simply, a thoughtful look on her face. “So it’s not likely an angel or demon doing the resurrecting…” She frowned a little and shook her head. “Weird. This is all… weird. All wrong.”

“Are there? Like… like what?” Jo asked. She knew Anna, too, was having problems with her memory but of course knew nothing more about it. “Sounds important.”

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"No. And that kinda rules out God, too, doesn't it? Unless this is His sick way of letting us all know that He's a closeted sadist in which case, not exactly the most subtle way," Dean commented. "I mean, I had a theory. But it doesn't make sense, so..." He shook his head.

Dean huffed quietly. "Anna's an angel. She's hurt innocent people. She's killed innocent people. She tried killing my parents, and as a result, got herself killed," he told Jo in a soft voice. "Anna's a good girl underneath it all, just... be careful. I mean, when people are brought back, they're not always themselves. We still don't know if Anna's all there."

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Confessions | Dean & Sam

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Sam chuckled again and shook his head. “I’ll get on that. They have any how-to-draw books in the library?” He asked before getting serious as well. “That’s not normal. None…none of that is normal. What the hell’s going on here?”

Sam stiffened up at the mention of Lucifer and he searched for a way to explain it away. He was never good at lying to Dean. Not lying convincingly anyway. “Yeah?” He asked. “Funny how that works out isn’t it?”

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"Ask the sexy librarian," Dean joked. "Just kidding, there isn't one. Don't waste your time. Unless you're into wrinkled ladies in their fifties." With a shrug, Dean let out a frustrated sigh. "You think I have any idea, even a theory? Luci said she's gonna break his heart when we're out of here anyway; she'll just go back to not caring. Besides that, she's, uh, kind of his niece." Dean shuddered.

Nodding, Dean frowned deeply, eyebrows knitting together. That was all the confirmation he'd needed. "So that's why he didn't wanna tell me what he'd been up to, huh? 'Cause you've been hanging off of him? Funny, a month ago you were warning me about how he and I spent time together and how I shouldn't trust him and now, what, you're Ernie and he's Burt?"