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Dad? Can we... talk?
Sam asked, John hears his question, turns to face him fully. He looks at Sam, and sees how worried he must be. He nods slowly.
Of course, Sammy. What's on your mind?
He's a bit nervous. He doesn't want to mess up again. He's so scared of losing forever people he loves, not important her. Not talking to him ever again. And he's so... hopeful, that things will turn better this time.
Dad why did you let y/n go, you should tell her what you think.
About that? You, Sam... you really love her, don't you?
He steps closer, your expression revealing a lot of concern.
~She... Y/N... you've always known she meant a lot to us, Sam. More than just a friend.
He stops, and looks as he speaks. He doesn't want to hurt her again. He needs to make things clear to y/n, but without hurting her feelings.
~I... I know you liked her too, Sam. I know... it hurts to see her go.
~She is my and Dean mom not a babysitter or a big sister, a mom she helped us with school. Was on every special day in school for us, she made sure we had Christmas and holidays and normal food on a table.
~Yeah, I... I know.
He pauses, and then sighs, trying to find the right words.
~Sam. She may be the closest thing we had to a mother figure, and you and Dean, well, you had every right to love her. But... she's not your mom.
He pauses again, his words harsh, but he doesn't want to give false hopes. He just wants to be honest with Sam.
~Yes she is, and you are asshole for not telling her how you feel about her. Making her think she is stupid.
He smiles slightly, trying to put a brave face on something so difficult to talk about.
~I... I'm... sorry, if I made her feel that way. She... she's a very smart woman. But, like I said, she... she's not your mother, Sam.
He pauses, and then sighs softly.
~I... I know your mother passed away, Sam but you... you have to accept her as... your mother. Even if she isn't here. She'll always... be your mom.
~Even now you can't face what you feel, I seen you listening to me and Y/N in car before she drives off.
John stays silent for a few moments, before he shakes his head, and continues speaking. He closes his eyes for a few moments. He's tired, but... he's willing to push himself. For boys.
~Yeah... I... yes, I was listening. And yes, I... I have my feelings, even if I don't want to admit them.
A pause. He seems hesitant, even uncomfortable with what he's about to say.*
~But... that's something you have to understand. I... I can't just... 'replace' your mom
~How telling Y/N that you love her is replacing mom she's dead and she isn't
John thinks about it for a second before speaking.
~Sam, I... I get how you love her, but you also have to understand that I can't just... fall in love with her, like it's nothing.
He takes a deep breath.
~That's... I mean... I still love your mother. That's something you have to understand.
pause.
~But, I do care about Y/N, as a... a good friend of ours. Does it have to be anything more?
~Azazel told her how you feel about her, now you just lie to yourself.
John looks at Sam, his eyes filled with sadness, and disappointment.
There was a moment of hesitation, but... he decides to tell the truth.
~Yes. I... I do care about Y/N, a lot. But, the way I think of her... It's... It's not the same as how I... loved your mother, Sam.
He takes a moment to gather his thoughts.
~I... I need you to understand that, Sam. Because your mother, she... she was... She's always been special, Sam.
Sam ask Dean for help, with his eyes.
~I know... I know it's hard to hear, Sam but... I just need you to get it. Y/N, she... she's your surrogate mother, not your real one. You... you need to understand that.
pause.
~What Azazel did... it wasn't fair, but... it's the truth. y/n important to me, but not like... not like your mom. You need to accept that. Please.
He sighs softly.
~She was right, you're stubborn asshole.
He looks at Sam, feeling disappointed with his comment. He tries to stay level-headed, and to not be like he described him right now.
~Look, Sam. I... I know this might be something you don't want to hear. But I don't get what you want me to do, either. Y/N not your mother. I... I mean, she's wonderful. She's... you know, she's an amazing person. But she's not your mom, Sam. That's just the truth.
~Just fucking call her! tell her what you feel before it will be too late.
~ Sam. I can't.
He pauses, and then looks at him again. He see his stubborn father, who just refuses to admit something he knows his son doesn't want to hear.
~I have my feelings. But I won't call her. Not if she's not your mom. I... I'm sorry, Sam. But that's the truth.
Dean finally says.
~ she is our mom
John looks at Sam, and then at Dean. There's a moment of hesitation. He takes a deep breath.
~She's... okay. You know what? Let me... just... let me call her.
He walks away from him, towards the house. Sam can't hear what he's saying but then, a few moments later, you see him walking out again, holding the phone.
~Hello... Y/N ? Yeah, this is John... hi. Listen... I... I... I wanted to tell you... something.
She answers
~ John? Every thing good there
~Yeah, yeah, everything's all good. Listen, I... I just wanted to talk... I wanted to... I wanted to tell you about my feelings.
John takes a deep breath, and then...
~The thing is... I think I might like you. As... more than just a friend.
There's a pause.
~I know it's complicated and you... you probably don't feel the same way, but I just wanted to be... to be honest. So, yeah.
she turns her car and speeds back
~ John, why now?
John sighs, a bit worried and anxious. He was prepared for whatever she might feel about what he said, but something inside him is... hopeful.
~Why now?
~I... I don't know. I guess... I've always felt this way, to some extent. But... with everything that's happened, and with... what Azazel told you... well, I realized I can't wait for an 'opportune moment' to tell you.
He pauses.
~So, I... I just wanted to be honest.
She goes out of the car, and enters house standing behind John.
~you want to be honest, do it but facing me not calling
she said angrily
John turns towards y/n. He stares at her for a moment, and then he closes his eyes. He sighs as he sees y/n angry, but... he knew this could happen. He just... knew. And he's willing to hear whatever you have to say to him.
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He nods and allows you to leave, Sam and Dean also wave at y/n, before Sam turn to John.
~Hey, dad... can... can I go talk to her? ... at least say goodbye?
All of them look at her.
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John, a bit embarrassed, nods slowly.
~Yes... um... Sorry, I didn't mean to keep you. You're right. Go ahead, do your thing. But... I guess I needed that clarity.
He chuckles a bit, but then he's serious again.
~The boys... they'll be very, very happy to hear about this. And, well, so will I.
she sits in car John and Dean disappear inside the house Sam watches her while a single tear shows up on her face
Sam watches her, his eyes filled with concern. He's sad to see her go.
~Y/N? Is everything okay?
He takes a step closer, putting a hand on her shoulder.
~Is there anything wrong? You look... I don't know... sad? Did something happen?
He's trying to be as reassuring as possible, not wanting to force her to talk to him, but hoping to know everything's alright... which he's not sure about.
~Nothing is wrong sweetheart I just... nothing is wrong
she caress his cheek motherly just like she used to do when he was little
~Promise? Are you sure?
He's still not sure if you're telling the truth or not, but when you caress his cheek, he looks at you softly.
~You... you can tell me if there's something wrong, Y/N. I... I wouldn't be... upset or something. I'm a big boy now.
He smiles, but his smile slowly fades away.
~You know... it's just that I care about you... I care if you're okay.
she smiles faintly at his big boy comment
~it just.. I missed you boys and this situation overwhelmed me a special John and his stubborn ass I can't understand him
Sam looks at you, unsure on how to reply to that. He takes in your words, but then nods slowly.
~Well... yeah, I get it. It's a lot. Dad... he's always been confusing. And, you know, I missed you as well.
He smiles.
~Just... don't be a stranger, okay? We... we don't want you to just disappear. Can you... can you still come visit us sometimes? Or... I don't know. Maybe just call us?
~Yeah he is extremely confusing nowadays tugging me in and out, and I will never disappear on my boys if I do that means that I am dead
Sam smiles softly.
~You're right... you can't let us think that.
He takes a few moments to think, and then looks at you.
~I... have a question, Y/N. Can I ask you something?
~Of course
~Do... do you want to stay in touch with me?
He looks at Y/N seriously, his face filled with worry and concern.
~Am I... am I like... you know... your own son too?
Sam seems a bit confused, asking just like John. He's wondering too.
~Of course I want, where is that idea come from? I love you, both of you Dean and you Sammy are and always be my sons from choice nothing will change that especially not John
Sam looks a little relieved (so does John!), and smiles, genuinely happy.
~Thank you for that, Y/N. Just knowing how much you care about us... that means a lot.
He chuckles, and then looks at Y/N seriously.
~And there is nothing wrong with talking to dad. He... he loves you. And he also doesn't want to... 'disappear.' So if that's okay with you... you should give him a chance. He... I'm sure he really wants a relationship with you too.
~Sammy I don't think so,he literally told me that daemon was making him say those things and I was stupid to believe it.
she says sadly and angry
~No... no... I can assure you, Azazel was just playing with you. He... he wanted to mess with your mind, to mess with us, like he always does. John might not want to admit it, but I know he loves you, in his own way.
He pauses, trying to word this in a way she'd understand.
~It... it's complicated. But, he cares. More than he can say. Even if it doesn't look like it, he really loves you, Y/N.
~Well tell this stubborn ass to stop being coward and call me when he gets brave
she jokingly says,Sam chuckles softly.
~I... I think I should be the one to ask him that. He... he is really stubborn, like you said. But, I'll talk to him about it. You... you really mean a lot to us, you know that? Dad wouldn't hesitate to fight an entire army, just to keep you safe. He... he wouldn't hesitate a second, Y/N.
she smiles
~ I can't believe I lost my little boy to him becoming a amazing men, am so proud of sweetheart
she said smiling talking how he grew up to be a men. Sam smiles back, his eyes filled with gratitude for your words. He pauses, and then opens his arms to give you a hug.
~Thank you... thank you for everything, Y/N.
He holds on to you tightly, as if he didn't want to ever let her go.
I love you Sammy
she hugs him back and they stay like this for long as she cry tears of happiness and mixed emotions into his shoulders
"Sshhh... it's alright, Y/N.
He hugs her a bit tighter, and keeps her in his embrace until she stops crying. Sam looks at Y/N, his face filled with concern, hoping you're okay.
John, the 'stubborn ass', is still inside, listening to Sam and to Y/N. But he doesn't dare to come out of the house. He cares too much about you. He doesn't want to make it worse. So, for now, he stays inside.
sam tells her: don't worry mom everything will be alright.
making her stops crying as he didn't call her mom since he was boy
Y/N eyes widen, when Sam calls her 'mom', but it only makes her smile brighter. It really touches her to be called like that again. She takes the hug even tighter, and looks at Sam.
~I... I didn't know how much I missed you until this moment. Thank you, Sammy.
Sam nods softly, his face filled with relief, seeing her happy.
~You... you didn't have to call me 'mom', Sammy. But you're right. Everything's gonna be alright.Well it's time for me to get on road,better go inside and spend some time with dad and Dean
she smiles at him
Yeah... alright. Just... if you ever need us, call, okay?
He smiles, hoping she'll do it. But he's happy to see her go. His expression is filled with gratitude.
~Thank you, Y/N. For everything.
Sam looks at you too, his smile sweet and warm.
Yeah... thank you.
~I love you to baby
she say smile and drives away. Sam watches her drive away, and then he goes inside again. He's not 100% sure if it's a good idea to talk to Dad, so...
~Dad? Can we talk?
John slowly emerges from the house, his smile sad, but... hopeful. He wants to talk to you too. He sees the concern on yours face, and... he feels the need to put the past between you two aside, and start again. Talking to Sam's wasn't on his his mind but Y/N was.
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~it's time for me to go
she grabs a bag and moves towards door
~Sylwia... you don't have to go.
He quickly stands up, trying to stop you.
~We haven't finished talking yet.
He looks at Sam, who doesn't say anything, but he agrees with his father.
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~Why don't you stay a bit longer? We... we still have to catch up. We haven't seen each other for so long.
~I don't want to go over and over again about it, besides boys need their dad now. After all you make them chase you around.
~Y/N, wait... you're not leaving because of what happened today, right?
John chuckles a little, trying to lighten the mood.
~Azazel was just playing with you. We can... well, not exactly 'forget' this all, but at least we can try to make it more understandable.
Sam sighs, but not because he's annoyed.
~What dad means is... if we talk about it, we'll find some solution. We don't want you to leave like this.
~Solutions for what Sammy, he is gone we got tattoos keeping him from us. If you think about killing him, you need find how it's not simple stuff.
~No, Sam. I didn't mean the situation with Azazel, or... or our past, actually. I... I meant our relationship. You,Dean me and Sam.
He looks at Y/N, his expression full of hope. He's trying to make you understand him.
~We were so close before, but now... we hardly know anything about each other. I just want to get to know the real you, like it was back then. We can talk about whatever you want, the tattoo, the past, Azazel and boys...
~Am an ex babysitter for your boys John, and I love my boys
she looks motherly at Sam and Dean
~ but this shit is a mess, besides those times of us talking past, you learn me everything I didn't know about hunting. Boys become men's, what I suppose to tell you. That Sammy is amazing at school, Dean is doing excellent in hunting business rescued so many people keeping himself alive. Am okay going day by day.
John looks at you, a warm expression spreading across his face.
~You... you really love them, don't you? I knew you liked them, but... hearing you talk about them, how you worry about them... this is new. I didn't think you cared that much about them.
He smiles, genuinely happy at the thought. Y/N laughs at his words.
~Sammy is doing amazing at school? And Dean is already doing good in hunting? That's amazing, Sylwia! I'm so proud of them. Of you, too.
~Yeah you wouldn't know, but they were and are my whole life. I would die for my boys.
She smiles at Sammy and Dean saying goodbye.
The boys said goodbye, smiling. They don't want to see y/n go either. Just as Sam is about to say something, John stops his son, and looks back at Y/N.
~Sylwia... can you do me a favor, before you leave?
Sam looks surprised at his father, his expression curious seeing Y/N walking with John out.
~What is it John ?
~Do you think... you can... I mean... you're like their big sister, right? So... do you think you can keep in touch with them? And talk to them sometimes?
John looks at you with a faint smile.
~If you're okay with this, of course. But... if you could... that would be amazing.
~I always do John, you would know if you where in there life.
~So... you talk with the boys regularly?
He pauses, surprised, but also happy that the boys are keeping contact with you.
~I... I had no idea. The boys never told me anything... I always thought you just disappeared. But... you keep in touch?
The two look at Each other's, John waiting for an answer. Wanting to know how she felt about being their 'big sister'.
~Of course I do, I call, I send presents sometimes I come by checking from a far. Especially on Sammy and his school. Is that all John, can I move to my car? Or you want to ask me more of those stupid questions. They are my boys, am more than a sister to them but you wouldn't know.
~Yeah... of course. I... I mean... yeah. Sorry. I didn't understand everything that well. Go on.
He nods and allows you to leave, Sam and Dean also wave at y/n, before Sam turn to John.
~Hey, dad... can... can I go talk to her? ... at least say goodbye?
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~It was yours head, not mine John how I supposed to know.
John nods slowly, as if he wants to say something, but he's not sure what.
I know... I... but... if he's really that good at manipulating us, then there's no way you can tell the difference between me and Azazel. Maybe it was him who enjoyed the kiss.
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Sam seems confused, but he's not sure about it. You can tell he wants to say something, but he doesn't have the courage. John looks at him, concerned, but also a bit anxious.
~I have seen a difference, first time he kiss me as himself, showing me his yellow eyes. Next time he acts as you but after few things, I had known it was him not you. It just things that he said at the beginning...and then he couldn't choke me, I was thinking it was you who got control not letting him kill me..never mind.
John nods slowly, thinking about your words. Azazel acted like him... even spoke like him... it was so realistic.
~He's... he's pretty good at what he does. I'm not sure how you noticed, but I'm proud of you. You managed to notice something so subtle in his disguise.
Sam nods, and then sighs. He's not sure if he can speak freely about such a topic, but he does anyway.
~The kiss... did... uh... did you like it?
Sam looks at her, and back at their father. He's trying to explain himself. She got little embarrassed to, try to mumble about it.
~I mean, I'm just curious about it. I... don't want to make it weird or anything. I mean... Azazel, he's... he's actually good at it. You... you felt like you were kissing us, right?
John quickly shakes his head, but not because he wants to silence Y/N. It's because he understands what you mean and feels uncomfortable at the same time.
She silenced herself, embarrassed with heated cheeks.
John looks at her, and then back at Sam. He's not sure what to say. He really wants to comfort y/n somehow, but he doesn't know what to do. Then, he remembers to ask another question.
~You said you noticed some subtle differences between Azazel and me. Can you... tell me what they were?"
Sam looks, clearly interested in your answer.
~As himself he was proud,like he was better than me. When he acted like you he wasn't grumpy or authoritative, when he spoke it seemed like a stone come out of his heart. He was very touchy, no matter if he was himself or you. The difference between those was that when he acted like you he was gentle. When we spoke first, he tells me am more of a dog walker to you guys then family, but when he was you was nice thankful for help. Key things he didn't know for how long we know each others, and how you didn't choose me. I was sand by Jim to take care of boys and you cursed out him. Yet it was like you didn't remember all this, there was a few more things but little ones.
~So... if I understand this correctly... Azazel acted like a complete gentleman when he was me. He was nice to you. Thankful for your help.
John rubs his chin, thinking to himself.
~But... the one who kissed you... was it him or me?
He looks at you, his expression serious, waiting for your answer.
~Those this matters
John quickly shakes his head.
~What I meant is... how do you know if the kiss was genuine? How do you know it was me, or just Azazel? It's important for me to know, that's all.
Sam looks a bit confused.
~You... you really don't remember saying those things, dad? You don't remember kissing her?
John sighs.
~Sam... I can't remember anything that happened during Azazel's possession. It's like everything is blurred.
~Like I told one was gentle one was forced
John nods slowly, trying to understand what it mean. Then, he thinks about y/n previous answer.
~So, the one who acted like me and kissed you... you thought he felt... genuine about it.
He looks in her eyes, wondering if it was true. Sam also looks at y/n, looking curious. He wants to know your thoughts on this.
~Yes
~And... and what did he, Azazel, or... I mean, what did he make you think he felt, exactly?
John looks at you, trying to make sure he understands her.
~He... he seemed to like you?
Sam looks at her, a bit puzzled, but not surprised. This was a possibility he considered, since you're a beautiful young woman.
~I don't know John, I have enough of this day. Look when he was himself in your body he told something in a manner like this: "no wonder he likes you"
~He told you 'no wonder he likes you'? Wait... so he... did he think I liked you? Like... he meant I actually liked you, in a way?
Both boys stare at you, waiting for your answer.
~I... I never realized..let's talk about it,tell it again.
Just like Sam, John also notices your tired and exhausted expression, but he's still interested in knowing the truth.
~John does it even matter, I feel like we talk about this over and over.
She whines, sits up to the table tired putting her head down on table. John sighs as he sees your exhausted face. He knows, that it would be better if you rested... but he cannot get it off of his mind. He really wants to know everything.
~Yes... it matters to me, Sylwia. I... I know I'm asking these questions over and over, but I really, really want to find out the truth and get to him.
He puts his hand on Y/N shoulder, trying to comfort her.
~I know you're tired, and I know it's a lot.
~Yeah it is a lot, and let's me tell you how I feel. Am tired and fucked in a brain, as a high up demon was playing with both of us. Telling me words that's possible could come from you, but you play it off, making me insane.
~Y/N, I'm so sorry... I didn't mean for all of this to happen. It's true that Azazel tricked us both... but I don't feel any better.
He chuckles a bit.
~He used my body to kiss you...,he could have done more, and made you think that... I liked you, in a way that... no, let's leave it like that. No wonder you were confused and exhausted. I... feel bad that you had to go through this all because of me.
Y/N exhale loudly
~yeah, no matter of what I still love you guys
she faintly smiles looking at Sam and Dean
~it's time for me to go
she grabs a bag and moves towards door
~Sylwia... you don't have to go.
He quickly stands up, trying to stop you.
~We haven't finished talking yet.
He looks at Sam, who doesn't say anything, but he agrees with his father.
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Sam pauses, looking at the reactions of both John and Y/N. He's not sure how they will react. John looks at Y/N, his expression confused, but also a bit cautious. Sam nods at him, as if he wants his father to ask the question... meanwhile she blushes frozen.
John looks at her with a bit of concern but also curiosity.
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~Y/N, I have to ask. What happened with Azazel? Did he only tell you that he loves you? Or... what about the marriage proposal? Did he actually propose to marry you?
He pauses, not knowing what to say. Sam seems a bit reluctant to say anything else.
~I mean.., you told me all of those things. And the marriage thing it was insinuated.
John looks at you, clearly puzzled and surprised by your answer.
~So... Azazel didn't propose to marry you?
Sam looks at you as well, as if he already knew the answer to his question, but he can't quite believe it.
Can you repeat what he said... about loving you?"
Sam is almost scared by his own question... he's not sure if he wants to hear the answer or not.
~I should go, John is okey now I will pack up.
John quickly shakes his head, looking concerned grabbing her.
~Sylwia, wait. I... I want to know what he told you.
Sam looks at his father, and then back at you.*
~Dad, can you just let her go, for god's sake?
John looks frustrated, like he wants to just know the truth, but Sam makes a good point. So, he nods and looks at you.
~Please... you can go. But first, can you just tell me what exactly he said to you?
~You should know, you where the one speaking it! It was like talking to you, I was thinking I talk to you. First time he got his yellow eyes and when he faked, getting out it was yours Hazel ones. Speaking that you always liked me, trying to kiss me
She was angry, embarrassed and sad. All those emotions in her at once. John seems surprised, but not as much as both boys.
-You... he said these things... and... and you actually believed that it... that it was me speaking to you? I... I can't believe it.
Sam looks at him, then back at Y/N, a bit concerned about her.
~Do you believe me now at least, that it was Azazel the entire time?
Still angry, she answered towards him.
~And you think why Jim was here, surly he didn't pop up for a beer! I told Dean what,I was thinking. That it's not you! And I know you know what you said. When he was trying to be you, said it was like watching it and not having control. Am not 17 any more am a women a hunter with experience.
John sighs, then looks back at the boys.
~I'm sorry. It seems I've underestimated Azazel's possession technique.
Sam looks at him, a bit nervous now. He's aware that Azazel knew all of his darkest thoughts.
~Dad... you said those things to Sylwia, and you know it? You actually wanted to marry her?
He seems shocked and confused.
~Why... No
John sighs again, shaking his head. She stands in one place, and makes herself calm down.
~Y/N... you're right. I know exactly what I told you while I was possessed. I just don't understand... why would Azazel tell you all of these lies?
John looks worried that he unintentionally hurt you, even though he wasn't in control.
~He made it look like I actually love you, and wanted to marry you. Why?
~How I would know, maybe he wanted to play with us. I didn't let you I mean him kiss me again, if I didn't stop it I don't know what would happen he was persistent on kissing.
She says still confused and angry. John sighs again, feeling a bit guilty. But he has to ask the question.
~Did... did he, Azazel, I mean, he tried to actually kiss you?
Sam looks at him, his expression worried...
~He kissed me at first time, when he showed me it was him. I couldn't do anything about it, his powers were crushing me to wall. After as you he was persistent on kissing me before boys come in.
John's eyes widen, looking at you, shocked but curious at the same time.
~He actually kissed you? Azazel?
Sam is also surprised, looking at his father again.
~Do you mean it, Y/N?
Sam and John look at each other, visibly worried. There's an uncomfortable silence... John speaks with a more cautious tone, looking at her.
~He actually kissed you? Azazel?
~No,Am joking. Of course he did. Why I would lie about that.
She said frustrated at them. John slowly shakes his head, as if he can't believe what he's hearing. Azazel kissed her? Azazel tried to kiss her?
Sam chuckles, but you can see in his eyes that he worries, a special that sarcasm's was used.
~You sure it was Azazel? I mean, you also believed it was dad speaking to you.
John nods, his expression full of concern. He wants to comfort Y/N, but he's not sure how...
~I have seen his yellow eyes, why you guys making me feel crazy. I know what happened to me, do you want to see bruises that forming from his force.
Sam sighs.
~No. No one's making you feel crazy, Y/N. We believe you. But... but Azazel kissed you while he was possessing me? Did it look like I was enjoying it?"
He seems a bit embarrassed, even though he doesn't have to be for something he had no control over.
~Yes, you enjoyed every moment with your stupid smirk and dimples showing.
John is surprised, his expression full of concern.
~That's impossible. If Azazel showed me... how I enjoyed the kiss... it was all a lie. He manipulated all of this.
Sam looks at y/n, and then back at his father, confused but also a bit amused.
You... you enjoyed the kiss, dad?
Dean throws, smiling goofy at him. John shrugs, still thinking to himself.
~I... I can't remember anything. Maybe... he showed you like... something he thought I would enjoy? I... I don't understand it either.
~It was yours head, not mine John how I supposed to know.
John nods slowly, as if he wants to say something, but he's not sure what.
I know... I... but... if he's really that good at manipulating us, then there's no way you can tell the difference between me and Azazel. Maybe it was him who enjoyed the kiss.
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