He can’t remember how he ended up in hospital, but his quick recovery from what should have been fatal injuries tells both him and Sam everything they need to know. Their awareness goes unspoken, the silence an attempt to deny reality as long as they can. But when the light of the next full moon bears down on Dean, the weight of it crushing his body as it moulds humanity into mindless malevolence, his screams shatter both silence and denial, reality unwillingly, brutally, confronted. And waking in the aftermath of feral, bloody indulgence, he knows what must be done, knows he must be stopped. It’s a kindness the monster he is doesn’t deserve, but a mercy others around him need. Saving people, hunting things. That’s the family business.
I have no illusions. I know the life that I live. I know how it’s going to end for me. Whatever. I’m okay with that. But I wanted you to know, that when I do picture myself happy, it’s with you.
"You hold him in your arms, a thousand stars in the bones of a man, and nobody could have thought you’d come so close to holding constellations against your skin."-n.t. (via gracelesscas)
#dean is smart #dean #it’s funny cuz this is an ep where people treat him like he’s so dumb because he’s lower class and around all these rich people #and he pronounces a word wrong and sam looks so annoyed #but then they show him reading a book just cuz he finds it interesting (and it doesn’t even have to do with the case) #don’t act like dean is dumb ok #or like he isn’t interested in anything about books or history