⚰️ * / … TOTOUCHTHCSTARS : baby .
Baby was tired, indeed. Since this all had started, she had barely been sleeping, and bascially lived on burgers and coffee. Just like Dean. But the former car would feel pretty guilty for sleeping as long as there were still people out there that needed her help. “I’ve rested maybe an hour last night while Dean got us some food. Does that count?” She had no clue yet if Colt was still used to all those things humans needed to do, and, if the circumstances were better, Baby would take her time to teach Colt one or two things.
“Typical Sam, huh? he can not just sit around somewhere at least for five minutes. I swear, he would forget to eat if I would not remind him….” But that was not the only thing Baby did worry about. She knew how Sam had been addicted to the demon blood. And with every addiction, she doubted it would just go away again. Not to mention there was a good chance that it would all get worse again now. Sam was also only human, after all. “Let me guess…. if he is going to freak out again, he wants you to kill him?”
❝ i’m no expert , but i don’t think an hour cuts it . ❞ he knew even dean got about four , on average . the colt hadn’t kept track of his own much , but he’d assume it about the same . while things were still somewhat of an oddity to him , he had lived like this for a year now before finally finding the winchesters . sleep was the first thing that he’d gotten somewhat used to . he’d been so solitary the past year as well though , no friends or anything of the sort to speak of . only his job which didn’t exactly make him feel any different from being a gun . being taught to see the world as something other than a weapon was still a learning process & , though current times weren’t a very good lesson , this sort of small moment was . quiet , simple talking . worrying over someone he’d found himself caring about . ❝ you need some sleep before goin’ back out . ❞
he sighs , looking to his hands as one of his thumbs absentmindedly turns the ring ( which , looked suspiciously like the mark that’d once been at the tip of his barrel ) around his finger . sam was a good man . far better than he gave himself credit for . the colt , however , was still a gun with the mindset of one to match in many ways . ❝ i don’t think he will , but i told him i would . it’s far enough into this , though , that if he’s not infected now , i doubt he’s going to be . ❞ it’s not like he wanted to kill sam . he’d work to avoid it if he could , but , at the same time , if a man held the barrel of a gun to his chin , who was the gun to say whether or not the trigger is pulled ?
