Chapter Thirteen – Desperate
I know family.
What it means.
What someone will do to protect their own.
I've been there.
Seen the repercussions.
Felt the fallout.
I've been on that side of the decision.
And I've made the wrong choice.
I've danced with the devil and paid the price.
If there are no barriers.
No limits to what one would do for love.
Then someone else needs to hold that line.
Someone else needs to rein you back.
A desperate man knows no boundaries…fears no consequence.
Has no conscience.
That's why I need to remain detached.
Steady in what I know is right.
The End
bjxmas
October 2011
All standard disclaimers apply.
I hate that Dean feels that he must jettison his feelings to do the job. It is understandable, but it is also what makes him human and so much more than a cold-stone killer. There is much danger in doing the job, great personal cost to the man who is forced to be the judge and jury on who deserves to die. But if a man is to make those hard decisions for mankind, then I want that man to be Dean Winchester.
Comments appreciated. Take care, B.J.