You just sat there stunned. "Agent Collins said there have been more cases like this," Ms. Simmons said pointing to Dean.
"Yes," you said trying hard to ignore Dean's glances at you," three other children have been taken,".
"Ms. Simmons," Dean butted in, "can you tell us about the day your son was taken?". As the woman told you the story you couldn't help but let another memory play through.
"How could you do that?!" Dean yelled, "how could you keep that from me?!".
"Cause I knew if you knew you wouldn't have trusted me!" you argued back.
"You're best friends with the damn king of hell!" he shouted, "and you've been helping him collect deals!".
"I had to Dean!" you said, "it was the only way to get him to leave you alone!". The hunter just stared you down. Heartbreak clear in his green eyes.
"All this time," he stated, "all this time I thought I could trust you but you've been playin for both teams and that's not ok. I don't know how I feel about you anymore. How can I trust you again?".
You left that night. The guilt ate at you and you knew it was your only choice.
"Please find my son agents," Ms. Simmons pleaded.
"We'll do our best," Dean said as you both stood and exited the house. You wanted to get to your car and drive away fast. It was so painful to look at the man you loved knowing you hurt him so much. Just as you reached your car you heard his voice.
"Not gonna say goodbye this time either?" he asked.