"I'll be fine. I'm excited to kick some demon ass." Dean grinned as he led her to a small coffee shop, not far from the motel. It was more of a diner, but it was 24 hours and it seemed like a good place to just relax. Dean never got nervous before big cases, but he felt nervous on Angelina's behalf. "What're you having?" he asked, letting Angelina choose a seat for them both to bask in the 6:30am sunlight.
"Thanks, Sam." She smiled. "It's just uh," Allie debated with herself for a long moment. "After we lost Amy, and we started hunting, I left a lot behind." She shrugged. "I had a witch, uh, cast a spell on my boyfriend, my parents, my little brother... so that they could forget me. I didn't want them worrying, and I didn't want any demon or fucker going after them." She exhaled, twisting the ring around her finger once more. "But I've been mourning my loss for two years and I think I need to move on." She exhaled, looking at the ceiling.
"Thanks, Sam." She smiled. "It's just uh," Allie debated with herself for a long moment. "After we lost Amy, and we started hunting, I left a lot behind." She shrugged. "I had a witch, uh, cast a spell on my boyfriend, my parents, my little brother... so that they could forget me. I didn't want them worrying, and I didn't want any demon or fucker going after them." She exhaled, twisting the ring around her finger once more. "But I've been mourning my loss for two years and I think I need to move on." She exhaled, looking at the ceiling.
June 23rd, 2018 at 07:16pm