Here's some Depressed/Drunk!Dean for you guys :) Pre-Season 6; We're pretending that a few months have passed since Sam's "heroic deed" and Dean hasn't gone to Lisa yet. Not that I don't like her or anything... XD I should probably get around to my whole disclaimer thing sometime. Now's as good a time as any, yeah? *Clears throat* Ahem,
Read on, ficcers! Enjoy! :D
The first one is intense, the second knocks him off his feet.
By the third, he loses all sense of his surroundings. Floor melds with ceiling, faces blur together. He doesn't know where he is, what he's doing.
He doesn't feel. And it's blissful ignorance.
After his seventh shot, the bartender cuts him off. Calls him a cab, which he won't take.
He has nowhere to go. No one to see.
He is alone.
Castiel is gone, off playing principal in High School Heaven.
Bobby...Bobby reminds him of the pain. Of what's missing.
Of his failure as a big brother.
:(