[She wants to suck it up, get to her feet and demand he go lay down. But it's hard to pull off when it feels like her eye sockets should be bloody ruins. So Dean gets to win this round.
She leans against him at his urging, tilting her head back. She has to fight her body's instinct to get her lids to raise. The pain doesn't stop, even when she's blinking at him through watery lashes. She can see him. That's both a relief and strange.]
Ah can see. It feels like Ah shouldn't be able to, but Ah can.
[ Spam ]
She leans against him at his urging, tilting her head back. She has to fight her body's instinct to get her lids to raise. The pain doesn't stop, even when she's blinking at him through watery lashes. She can see him. That's both a relief and strange.]
Ah can see. It feels like Ah shouldn't be able to, but Ah can.