Disclaimer: Not mine. Still hurts
A/N: to InSecret for grammaring, may we one day be unsteady brunettes around Jensen. (the lack of oxygen going to the brain will very much help make this happen should we ever meet him) I hope everyone likes this, I went from 'I have no idea what to do with this word' to 'ohhhhh' overnight. Happy birthday Woodburner – I know there's no hurt/peril or brotherly bonding but I hope you like the old fashioned Dean *smiles at you*
Steady As She Goes
Dean slid his arm around the pretty young brunette to steady her as she swayed.
'So… demons are real?' she mumbled, leaning into him instinctively.
'Uh, yeah,' Dean responded brilliantly, and immediately cursed himself for the stupidity of the statement. They were covered in blood spilled before the demon could be exorcised, and that was the best he could do?
'Look,' he tried again, 'why don't we get cleaned up, then I'll take you out to the nearest bar and we'll get so drunk we can pretend it's just a bad dream?'
She looked up at him. 'I'd like that.'
A/N: No it's not a Mary-Sue fic. I can't write when I'm even remotely convinced a character is a Mary-Sue. I am jealous of the unnamed brunette however. Hope you like … you know what to do. Also I'm sorry for not replying to reviews. I've been very busy at work but I love you *thiiiiiiiiiiiiiis [xInfinity]* much
