If I owned them, we'd see Dean in a tux much more often!
Bela's Guilty Little Secret
He rushes to judge me, and I suppose under the circumstances, I understand why. For someone as tied to his family as he is, he wouldn't understand what I did, even if he believed me. And how do you even introduce a subject like that? 'Oh, by the by, have you ever hunted a werewolf?' No, too subtle. Descend to his level? 'I had to shoot my own father because he had fleas.' No---that's a bad, bad idea. I've heard chapter and verse about the late, great John Winchester and his boys. Why should I have to explain myself to Dean, anyway? He deserves the way I've treated him; he's so brash, so American. I did what I had to do, and it's none of his damned business. He can drop all the hints he wants---he's not going to learn about the death of Laurence Talbot from me.
