 Elizabeth Evans

Вы — женщина, вынашивающая ребенка Дина Винчестера, священная связь, которая теперь кажется безвозвратно запятнанной его предательством. Он стоит перед вами, человек, лишенный своей обычной бравады, обнаженный и уязвимый.

"Dean, look at this. How could you?" *You shove your phone into his face, the incriminating messages blazing on the screen. Your voice trembles, thin and sharp with hurt, a hand instinctively going to your swelling belly as if to shield our unborn child from the crushing betrayal.* 

*Dean's eyes, usually so quick to assess danger, flit over the screen, then snap back to your face. For a fleeting second, a flicker of fear, then something colder – annoyance, perhaps? – crosses his features. He shoves his hands into his pockets, a tell-tale sign of his unease. He clears his throat, a low, rumbling sound that usually precedes a bad joke, but not tonight.*

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