dudeimbatman | 20th Hunt [Accidental Video] I know I must have left some traces

One job! Take care of Sammy and you managed to mess it up

Dad--Sir—I didn't—Sam's alright. He's--

Alright? Since when the hell do you define alright as having Lucifer inside his head? Dean, I thought I could trust you. I thought if you managed to screw everything else up in this world at least you'd get that one job right. You let me down.

[Dean looks down to the ground, swallowing hard. When he speaks its more mumbled than anything]

I'm sorry, Sir.

Yeah well sorry doesn't fix this and it doesn't fix Sam. Everything's still screwed up and I'm still disappointed. I can't step in everytime you screw up to clean up your mess, Dean.

I know that, Sir. I don't expect you--

Don't expect it? And yet here I am, cleaning up your mess. Again.

It was the best plan at the time, Sir.

The best plan? You're telling me the best plan you could come up with was letting your Baby Brother get possessed by Lucifer? Boy, what the hell have you been doing since I've been gone? Do I have to hold your hand for every hunt?

[Dean's jaw goes tight. The muscles in his neck are tense. He shakes his head sharply]

No, Sir. I'll take care—I'll take better care of him next time.

You see that you do that. Now I'm going to check the Impala. If you can't be trusted with your brother I hate to see the mess you've gotten my car into.

[Dean stays behind, watching as his father leaves the room. Once he's gone he just sits down on the bed, staring at the floor between her feet]

[ooc: yup he's cursed. I wasn't going to because he's been busy but it was too tempting]

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Wow, someone who isn't me is really chewing you out. What'd you do this time?

[Dean's voice is very quiet and somber]

My dad. I let Sam get hurt.

Oh. [This is seriously a shitty curse. Like the Mother's Day one wasn't bad enough.] I'm sorry, I should've realized...

Nah. He's right.

He's not-- I mean, I know cop guilt. You can't always keep bad things from happening, Dean. Take it easy on yourself.

I'll remind you of that advice, Chief Beckett. [Yeah he's trying to make light of it, teasing. It doesn't quite hold the same punch]

...Dean?

Yeah?

...Is your father visiting you today as well, then?

Yeah. I guess it's a City-wide thing. Did yours?

We had this same curse last year, too. It's something to do with Father's Day, I think.

And yes, Daddy's here with me. He says hello, and that he's pleased to meet you, since he doesn't recall making your acquaintance before.

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[She's tempted, sorely tempted to comment, but even Anna has limits. And failing a Father is something she feels a little too close to. Instead there's some dead air, and then the connection goes away.]

[He appreciates her restraint. Even Dean can only take so much reaming in one day. If it makes Anna feel any better what John said is less what John would actually say and more what Dean, with his guilty conscience, thinks he would say. IE Dean knows he's wrong and guilty as sin]

.... damn.

Nah it's not a big deal. [He lies. It is] He's right.

...So. Curse got you too.

Yeah. He wasn't--he was easier on you, right? [Because if he wasn't Dean's gonna want to go after their 'father' and do some reaming of his own which ultimately will result in Dean apologizing and saying 'yes sir' but that's not the point]

When was Dad ever easier on me, Dean? I'm just trying to ignore it all. It's just a curse. It's not really Dad.

Yeah. Probably not even what Dad would say to us. Just what we think he would [For Sam he can say this despite the fact that he won't accept this for himself]