The statement earns a frustrated curse under Dean's breath, and a fleeting eye roll — not directed at Jack so much as at the situation. At reality, at his life, at all of the above. Freaking time travel, he's getting so god damn sick and tired of time travel.
He scrubs a hand over his mouth, over his stubble, reeling himself back in and steeling himself for a whirlwind of oncoming bullshit.
Okay.
"Complicated," he echoes dubiously. "How complicated is complicated? I'm gonna need the scoop now, okay, I can't do another worst case scenario goodbye letter confessional."
The one Claire left behind about how he was a good dad to her after she was gone, after it was well and truly too late, is the first and last time that's ever gonna happen.
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You're younger than the Dean I know.
The statement earns a frustrated curse under Dean's breath, and a fleeting eye roll — not directed at Jack so much as at the situation. At reality, at his life, at all of the above. Freaking time travel, he's getting so god damn sick and tired of time travel.
He scrubs a hand over his mouth, over his stubble, reeling himself back in and steeling himself for a whirlwind of oncoming bullshit.
Okay.
"Complicated," he echoes dubiously. "How complicated is complicated? I'm gonna need the scoop now, okay, I can't do another worst case scenario goodbye letter confessional."
The one Claire left behind about how he was a good dad to her after she was gone, after it was well and truly too late, is the first and last time that's ever gonna happen.