Another Shot (More Than Whiskey In Mind)
Dean knocked back the 7th shot of the night which wasn't doing him any good. He still felt as sober as he had when he'd walked into the bar and ordered his first. He'd been sat on the same stool for the past couple hours watching folks
come in and out, paying no attention to him or what he was doing. Just knocking back beer after beer and then leaving with someone they hadn't arrived with.
Dean was once like that. He knew he was just like any one of these people in the bar, besides the fact that he'd been saving their asses for the past 20 years without any gratitude, without them even knowing it at all. But he did it anyway. He was raised that way by his father John Winchester after their mother Mary had been killed. The past he wanted to forget but couldn't. So he fought anyway to try and get justice for what evil had done to his family.
~this is my first ever go at writing a fanfic, so please be kind.
i'm happy to take an feedback & tips you'd like to offer :)