[ They don't have a middle ground. They never did. Not their own. What they had of one was made up of Dean Winchester and a room in the bunker, and those words Dean had said the first day.
(If I stay, he stays.)
It'd all mattered so much at the time, but it seems...stupider now, and Geralt is the one still in this room. Alive. With her; also, alive. The first person who showed her her own death in the maze. The one she died, saving Dean. That she'd carried all this time silently. Unspoken. Unshared. Unregretted.
She's been surrounded by death's hunters since she was born, more men and women than she could count, and that exponential number only grew each year for over two decades.
Jo blinked at the note of the question, stuttering from the thought that circled back and back and back, reminding her when any part of her slipped. Her gaze sharpened, and her head moved a little, but it didn't reach a nod or a shake of her head entirely. ] He's getting better. Still a wreck after everything he went through, but slowly better.
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It'd all mattered so much at the time, but it seems...stupider now, and Geralt is the one still in this room. Alive. With her; also, alive. The first person who showed her her own death in the maze. The one she died, saving Dean. That she'd carried all this time silently. Unspoken. Unshared. Unregretted.
She's been surrounded by death's hunters since she was born, more men and women than she could count, and that exponential number only grew each year for over two decades.
Jo blinked at the note of the question, stuttering from the thought that circled back and back and back, reminding her when any part of her slipped. Her gaze sharpened, and her head moved a little, but it didn't reach a nod or a shake of her head entirely. ] He's getting better. Still a wreck after everything he went through, but slowly better.