'Touched'
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The Chuck narrative is wonderful. Just wonderful.
Agreed. It got me crying the first time.
Clothing wise, he'd changed. And the car windshield was fixed. But he was similarly dressed between the door and the table.
That means room for fic where he is so broken he can't move until he can function enough to fix the window or even change clothes before he can bring himself to go to Lisa. Although I don't want too much time to have passed with Dean not knowing that Sam is out of Hell.
Here, have a BLEAK AS HELL AWESOME coda: [link]
I worry what this series has done to me that I seek such pain. That was awesome.
Okay, I'm on board now with this season finale.
Things that still don't sit right, though, are the touches of Dean feeling guilty over Castiel's fall and becoming human/more human and Lucifer messing with Sam during the mirror scene(s). The former has been a long time coming, and to be reminded of such and then have it done away with is unsatisfying. The latter seems like a long way to go to remind us that Lucifer is a bad guy.
And here's the fluffy marshmallow bunny coda to salve the pain of Kassie's. [link]
Dean and the Impala went back to Bobby's to fix the windshield. When that was done they went their separate ways. At least that's how I read it. So there would have been a few days before he showed up at Lisa's.
I skimmed it the first time. I like the way it is written, but
Dean is a shitty daddoesn't exist in any universe.
narratively, they were destined to save the world. Inside their universe, they were destined to lay it to waste. They didn't.
This is how I felt about it too.
I'm mainly wondering how much time between Dean showing up at Lisa's and Sam appearing outside.
doesn't exist in any universe.
I think it exists, potentially (and probably), in his head. The guilt that you'd feel for loving your first and lost child best, for always feeling that the other is the substitute.