“ regardless of where we stand, i admire you." Shade to Dean maybe?
Dean looked back at Shade. He was breathing a little heavily. This was one fight he wasn’t sure he’d win. Even with her assistance. This was the first reprieve they’ve had and that’s because they found a place to hide for a brief moment. But that wasn’t something he’d expected to hear.
He had trouble looking passed the whole werewolf thing with her. He had a feeling he always would. It’s hard to turn you back on something you’ve been taught you’re whole life. But he had to admit, despite their differences, she’d saved his neck at least twice since he met her. He shook his head, regretting it as he’d definitely hit it more than once. He could hear his fathers voice and instructions in his mind, but he pushed them away and smirked at her. Putting his pride aside.
“You know what? You’re not so bad yourself,” he admitted, truthfully. Shade had proved herself enough that he could admit that.