surfaceshine: (There'll Be Peace)
Dean Winchester ([personal profile] surfaceshine) wrote in [personal profile] voluntaryapnea 2014-08-19 11:47 pm (UTC)

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[In his cabin, Dean has already started. He's lower than he'd like for this kind of thing, but it's not like he's ever been given his preference in anything before, not like he's surprised he doesn't get to start now. He'll make do. He always makes do. He's been done with his current stockpile of whiskey for an hour, trying to decide between waiting it out, finding something else to do, or asking Iris for more.

He doesn't let himself think about Stiles and what's in the file, but he's running out of options for distracting himself from it; every time his attention turns that way, his throat feels tight and his heartbeat speeds up a little. It's exhilaration - finally, someone else will know it all, if it's all there, finally someone else might understand - and terror - someone else will know, he doesn't think there's anyone left that knows all of it, doesn't know if he'll survive it. He considers, again, finding Stiles' cabin and shooting him, taking it, but it's not a permanent solution and that stays him.

It's not something he even wants to do, not when he stops to look at it. He doesn't want any of it.

He swallows when his communicator beeps, but he doesn't hesitate. It's obvious he's already started, but his voice is characteristically harsh, blunt and impatient. He can't say no, this time, because now he definitely needs that drink.
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Where.

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