His question reminded her of Sam's accusations, and he kept his eyes on the bedspread as he responded.
"I dunno. He'd buy us some takeout, but we were still... together." Well, until Dad 'passed out' as Sam had pointed out. "It's not about the big square table and the fucking turkey. It's about being with the people you love. Or at least that's what I always thought." She was fumbling her hand around and he realized she was trying to put it in his, which helped take an edge off his anger for a moment. He raised his left hand to where she was fiddling with his shirt and slid his fingers around hers.
"Anyways, that's when the lights started flickering, and these search lights came on. We knew somethin' was... wrong, so I started callin' for Cas, and he got a hold of us through the TV. He can't... come back into heaven, anymore." His fault, that. But it had been Cas' choice, and he had to remember that. "He told us Zach was lookin' for us, to send us packin' back home so we could yes to Michael and Lucifer. But that we couldn't go until we found an angel called Joshua. Who talks to God. So Cas told us to follow the road, the... Access Mundi, that led to the garden at the center of heaven."
Once again, Dean found himself at a part he wanted to skip but he forced himself to talk anyways, fingers caressing hers, as he tried to focus back on the sensation instead of what he was saying. "Sam was surprised I even wanted to follow through, but... what choice did we have? I mean... God was the only option left we had. He was the only one who could... do anything to stop all this." She already knew how that story ended, which made it harder to admit how much hope he'd poured into that.
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"I dunno. He'd buy us some takeout, but we were still... together." Well, until Dad 'passed out' as Sam had pointed out. "It's not about the big square table and the fucking turkey. It's about being with the people you love. Or at least that's what I always thought." She was fumbling her hand around and he realized she was trying to put it in his, which helped take an edge off his anger for a moment. He raised his left hand to where she was fiddling with his shirt and slid his fingers around hers.
"Anyways, that's when the lights started flickering, and these search lights came on. We knew somethin' was... wrong, so I started callin' for Cas, and he got a hold of us through the TV. He can't... come back into heaven, anymore." His fault, that. But it had been Cas' choice, and he had to remember that. "He told us Zach was lookin' for us, to send us packin' back home so we could yes to Michael and Lucifer. But that we couldn't go until we found an angel called Joshua. Who talks to God. So Cas told us to follow the road, the... Access Mundi, that led to the garden at the center of heaven."
Once again, Dean found himself at a part he wanted to skip but he forced himself to talk anyways, fingers caressing hers, as he tried to focus back on the sensation instead of what he was saying. "Sam was surprised I even wanted to follow through, but... what choice did we have? I mean... God was the only option left we had. He was the only one who could... do anything to stop all this." She already knew how that story ended, which made it harder to admit how much hope he'd poured into that.