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Chapter Three: Existence
Dean tried to go to Lisa after he left Bobby, he tried to live an apple pie life, but he never quite made it there. There was a rugaru in Minnesota, so he'd taken a little detour to take care of it. Then there was a vamp nest in Delaware, then a ghost haunting in Illinois. So he never got around to going to Lisa. And maybe that was okay, because would it have even worked out? Could he have lived that 'apple pie' life, knowing all the evil that existed in the world?
He spent the next three months hunting random evil. He didn't talk to anyone from his past. Cas never came down for a visit, though Dean wasn't really surprised. Chuck didn't call, but that isn't anything new, though Dean took it as a blessing that nothing truly horrible was just around the corner. Bobby called every now and then, probably to send a case his way. Dean never answered though, and Bobby never persisted.
He hardly slept, but when he did, the dreams were horrible. Worse than they were even after he'd first come back from hell. Sam was suffering in his dreams, and it makes it all that much worse that he knew it was real.
Every once in a while, the dreams weren't so bad. No one was in hell and no one was being tortured. Sam was back and he was with this little blonde wife who Dean swears he knew, though he knew he'd never met. They had two abnormally tall kids.
And in the dream, Dean was happy too, because Cas was on Earth and human and they had three kids themselves, two boys and a girl that Dean swore was a near carbon copy of himself.
He never saw Bobby, and he got the impression that he'd died fighting something big and ugly, but somehow, the fact that he was dead seemed okay, because he'd died fighting, just like he would have wanted.
Jo was there, somehow. Dean didn't understand it because Ellen was still dead and they had died together, but he doesn't question it, because Jo was happy too. She's got a husband and kids and she was alive and she was happy.
They were all happy.
Sometimes he thought God must have had a really sick sense of humor because, in Dean's mind, it made perfect sense that he was sending Dean these dreams just to play games with his head, to poke fun at his pitiful existence, 'Nananananana!'
So I have a question for you all... How do you feel about the chapter length? Should I keep them kinda short and post every day or two, or should I make the chapters longer and post every 3-6 days?