[ but what if he still just hung up? no? okay fine. ]
Alright, first off? I don't need you ridin' my ass 'bout shit I'm already tryin' to deal with. [ namely sam... who has apparently now busted out of confinement and almost not only gotten someone else killed but also nearly himself. dean should have tied him up the moment he found out and not listened to sam's pleas of oh, i can do it, i'll be fine bullshit.
but okay, moving on. ]
You talkin' about Adam? What the hell did that kid do? [ ...so maybe he's not that on top of dealing with shit as he claimed. ]
Christ, you've only got one half-brother here, who do you think I'm talkin' 'bout? Yes, Adam. Found him 'bout dead, surrounded by a sea of empties. Even his dog knew somethin' was up!
[ He'd throw something at Dean if he weren't on the other side of the mansion. ]
So, tell me again how you're dealin'? How I'm s'posed to stop ridin' your ass?
I try to breathe down that kid's neck as much as possible but does he want it? No. Was I preoccupied with my other brother swingin' for a glass of poison? Yeah. So-- [ and this is where he fails to come up with more reasons why he hadn't known. sam had stolen his attention, just like he always does, and dean-- well, now he's just left feeling like he should find a fucking way to clone himself. ]
So maybe I can't be anywhere at once, alright, but I'm tryin'. I don't know if you've noticed, but it's not just Sam and Adam who're busy fallin' apart in this place.
[ most people have been having a hard time lately, leaving the rest of them to deal with it. ]
[ WELL, GUESS WHO ALSO DOESN'T NEED THIS RIGHT NOW. COME ON, GUESS. ]
Fuck— [ Blake bites back an instant response because he knows it's not going to help if he flies off the handle. ] Don't know if I noticed? Don't be an ass, of course I noticed. Why do you think I'm makin' this call that I shouldn't have to make?
[ He doesn't even allow Winchester an opportunity to answer. ]
Look, you told me you gave a shit about you an' yours, that you were takin' care of them first, right? 'Cause from what I'm hearin', that's startin' to sound like bullshit, too. You don't— [ He falters, maybe because he isn't sure he's got a right to say anything at all, but... ] You don't write someone off just 'cause they're not convenient, 'specially when it's family. Even I know that, so you've got no real goddamn excuse here.
If you need help, then ask for it. Don't care who you ask, but don't drop the fuckin' ball, Dean. Call Cas. Call Jo. Call me, for Christ's sake, even if you don't wanna, 'cause— 'cause I can't be everywhere either, but for these people — your people — I'm willin' to make it happen despite the fact that you treat me like some kind of fuckin' parasite.
[ Fuck you, man. Especially if you can't see he's doing the right thing. ]
[ talk about the last thing dean feels like he needs a lecture on, from john blake of all people. there might be some truth to what blake throws in his face, but he doesn't want to hear it. he knows it, despite not dealing with it the right way.
his tone is harsh as he snaps; ]
I'm not writin' anyone off. You don't know the situation one bit, Blake, so can it.
[ and even if he does, well-- he's still wrong, because adam is a hurt mess who could have told blake god only knows what. and calling someone? he had called cas, but only about sam, and as for jo and blake... the first is complicated, the second hadn't even crossed his mind.
It's never my mess, but you know what? 'Cause I care, 'cause these people're all I got, I make it my mess to deal with.
[ An exasperated sigh escapes him and he tries to push down some of that frustration. ] All I'm lookin' for is some backup, I'm not even askin' you to like me, just... work with me here.
I got this. I don't need your help. [ yes, he does. as dean stands, he's friends are disappearing from around him faster than ever, jo being the latest perfect example of that... ]
I drag you or anyone else into it all, and... [ and people will just get hurt. a pause where he runs a hand over his face, frustration clear in his voice. ] Look, I appreciate you steppin' in for both Sam and Adam-- [ you damn well better appreciate that, he's never saying it again. ] -- but I'm doing this solo.
Working with Crowley might be useful for a moment, and bring a mess the next.
[ You know, for the most part. Either way, he's gonna get the John Blake defense team on that one, and not even because there's (much) more going on there than meets the eye. ]
So, solo it up— [ And by "solo" here, Blake's assuming that includes Cas (who may or may not qualify as part of Dean if he's got his head up the hunter's ass right now)... ] —or whatever you gotta do, Winchester. Just... get it done.
[ Funny enough, Blake knows enough to understand why, and he knows that Crowley's even burned the former cop in his pursuit toward being a "better man," but he just doesn't care. Out of everyone he knows, Crowley has been the most consistent, even if that also means some inconsistency.
But, whatever. So far, this is the most amenable conversation they've had thus far, so he's not going to fuck it up now. ]
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Alright, first off? I don't need you ridin' my ass 'bout shit I'm already tryin' to deal with. [ namely sam... who has apparently now busted out of confinement and almost not only gotten someone else killed but also nearly himself. dean should have tied him up the moment he found out and not listened to sam's pleas of oh, i can do it, i'll be fine bullshit.
but okay, moving on. ]
You talkin' about Adam? What the hell did that kid do? [ ...so maybe he's not that on top of dealing with shit as he claimed. ]
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Christ, you've only got one half-brother here, who do you think I'm talkin' 'bout? Yes, Adam. Found him 'bout dead, surrounded by a sea of empties. Even his dog knew somethin' was up!
[ He'd throw something at Dean if he weren't on the other side of the mansion. ]
So, tell me again how you're dealin'? How I'm s'posed to stop ridin' your ass?
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I try to breathe down that kid's neck as much as possible but does he want it? No. Was I preoccupied with my other brother swingin' for a glass of poison? Yeah. So-- [ and this is where he fails to come up with more reasons why he hadn't known. sam had stolen his attention, just like he always does, and dean-- well, now he's just left feeling like he should find a fucking way to clone himself. ]
So maybe I can't be anywhere at once, alright, but I'm tryin'. I don't know if you've noticed, but it's not just Sam and Adam who're busy fallin' apart in this place.
[ most people have been having a hard time lately, leaving the rest of them to deal with it. ]
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Fuck— [ Blake bites back an instant response because he knows it's not going to help if he flies off the handle. ] Don't know if I noticed? Don't be an ass, of course I noticed. Why do you think I'm makin' this call that I shouldn't have to make?
[ He doesn't even allow Winchester an opportunity to answer. ]
Look, you told me you gave a shit about you an' yours, that you were takin' care of them first, right? 'Cause from what I'm hearin', that's startin' to sound like bullshit, too. You don't— [ He falters, maybe because he isn't sure he's got a right to say anything at all, but... ] You don't write someone off just 'cause they're not convenient, 'specially when it's family. Even I know that, so you've got no real goddamn excuse here.
If you need help, then ask for it. Don't care who you ask, but don't drop the fuckin' ball, Dean. Call Cas. Call Jo. Call me, for Christ's sake, even if you don't wanna, 'cause— 'cause I can't be everywhere either, but for these people — your people — I'm willin' to make it happen despite the fact that you treat me like some kind of fuckin' parasite.
[ Fuck you, man. Especially if you can't see he's doing the right thing. ]
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his tone is harsh as he snaps; ]
I'm not writin' anyone off. You don't know the situation one bit, Blake, so can it.
[ and even if he does, well-- he's still wrong, because adam is a hurt mess who could have told blake god only knows what. and calling someone? he had called cas, but only about sam, and as for jo and blake... the first is complicated, the second hadn't even crossed his mind.
maybe he should see that as a problem. ]
And seriously, call you? This ain't your mess.
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It's never my mess, but you know what? 'Cause I care, 'cause these people're all I got, I make it my mess to deal with.
[ An exasperated sigh escapes him and he tries to push down some of that frustration. ] All I'm lookin' for is some backup, I'm not even askin' you to like me, just... work with me here.
You managed to work with Crowley, right?
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I got this. I don't need your help. [ yes, he does. as dean stands, he's friends are disappearing from around him faster than ever, jo being the latest perfect example of that... ]
I drag you or anyone else into it all, and... [ and people will just get hurt. a pause where he runs a hand over his face, frustration clear in his voice. ] Look, I appreciate you steppin' in for both Sam and Adam-- [ you damn well better appreciate that, he's never saying it again. ] -- but I'm doing this solo.
Working with Crowley might be useful for a moment, and bring a mess the next.
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[ You know, for the most part. Either way, he's gonna get the John Blake defense team on that one, and not even because there's (much) more going on there than meets the eye. ]
So, solo it up— [ And by "solo" here, Blake's assuming that includes Cas (who may or may not qualify as part of Dean if he's got his head up the hunter's ass right now)... ] —or whatever you gotta do, Winchester. Just... get it done.
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[ maybe somewhat unfair, but honestly with the world he comes from as his only experience on the demon? can anyone blame him. ]
Working on it.
[ sort of. poorly. slowly. ]
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But, whatever. So far, this is the most amenable conversation they've had thus far, so he's not going to fuck it up now. ]
Good luck.
Call me if you need anything.[ And so, Blake hangs up. ]