[ Well, it's certainly obvious they're family. Blake's two-for-two on needed to call to get his point across, because texting while frustrated just doesn't quite do that. ]
Goddammit, Winchester, this isn't some secret hunt! This person — o-or these people — killed my friends and if you or Sam know somethin', you should be sharin' it, and you fuckin' know it!
[ it can never be just texting with you, can it. ]
M'gonna share jack squat with you. Shit isn't a fuckin' secret hunt, sure, but it ain't gonna involve you either. If we know somethin', we know somethin', and that's that. Don't have a single goddamn reason to involve you in it.
[ remember how he said he'd help outside the resistance meeting? fuck that, offer fell off the table before he ever got murdered. ]
Christ, are you stupid? Dean, I'm already involved. Was investigatin' these murders before you two got wrapped up in this. Even asked Sam for help!
Now, all of a sudden, you wanna come outta the woodwork and do somethin'? Now? Where the fuck were you after Clarisse died? O-or Jesse?
[ Which, of course, happens to be a sore spot, right along with how Blake couldn't prevented Dean's death. That's Blake's fault, he knows that, but he doesn't have to admit that to anyone but himself (because they can all clearly see he failed to prevent this from happening again).
He sobers a bit and his voice evens out. ] Not lookin' for the moon, just some fuckin' cooperation...
[ blake better be fucking happy this isn't a conversation happening in person. the mention of clarisse, of jesse (even if he doesn't know the guy, but he's someone like dean, someone who was cut open and--) would be enough to demand blood.
but it's not, and dean has to just pull in some of the sparks of anger that threaten to erupt. finally, he just scoffs, the sound harsh. ]
Jesus-- sorry, gonna have to dial someone else up for hand holdin'. Just consider me back in the woodwork if that's what it'll take to get you off my ass. [ or better yet, do your job and the murders might stop. ]
'Cause you see, cooperation? Shit requires some kinda teamwork. Us? Doesn't work out that well, does it? So really, go pester Jesse or Clarisse 'bout this, I'm sure they'll buddy up.
[ How, in the name of all things, can one person be so goddamn frustrating? Blake's never lost any real appreciation for the parts of Dean Winchester that are such a pain in the ass because they're not just a pain in his ass, but holy shit, dude. ]
Yeah, that's definitely the right choice, ain't it? Just split everyone up, never share ideas. Not like a puzzle ever came together in pieces or nothin'.
You don't seem to get that I ain't doin' this alone, I ain't splitting anything up, I'm just not doing this with you. I have Sam, I got Cas-- always managed to solve the riddle of the hour just fine with 'em.
[ and now that this shit is more than personal, there's enough drive in them all to get the sucker whichever way becomes necessary, ugly or not. ]
[ Oh god, are they just not understanding? Is that what's happening here? Blake feels like he's beating his head off of a wall. ]
Listen to me carefully: This might seem like some kinda case of the week, but it's not, Dean. Jesse's my friend, Clarisse is a good kid, and you're— [ He huffs out a breath. ] You're you. Doesn't mean I'm not gonna look into who did this. I just— can't lose—
[ There's an abrupt pause. ] Fuck. Never mind. Just forget I even bothered...
[ maybe blake has something of a point, but dean believes in sam and cas, and that they'll figure this out. mixing up blake in it just seems... like a damn bad idea. there are others he'd choose over the cop any day. so dean doesn't sound too phased, not by this or the awkward way blake's words trail off. ]
It's gonna be. I'll make damn sure of that.
[ because if it isn't, and this is something bigger, then it's gonna turn into another figure out wonderland mission for dean. and just like he's failed to find a way out, he's going to be stuck chasing some mystery murderer who'll keep dropping bodies left and right. so case of the week it is, it has to be. ]
Just hover around Jesse and Clarisse. Help 'em out all you want. But I'm good.
[ He just doesn't get it, does he? Of course he doesn't, he's Dean Fucking Winchester. At one time, Blake would have been his second choice next to his brother— Okay, third choice after Castiel, but some choice. Instead, John's been relegated to the land of paranoia and over-achievement.
At times like this, he can really start to understand the glimpse of his future Wonderland had projected out in front of him: with friends like this, who needs enemies?
The long pause on the other end is comprised of silent disappointment and a lingering bitterness, but he manages to suppress most of it when he speaks up again, this time considerably more quietly. ]
Yeah, okay. [ Thank for nothin'. ] Happy huntin'...
[ Intensely disheartened, he ends the call as abruptly as he started it, knowing some battles just can't be won. ]
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Date: 2014-07-28 11:34 pm (UTC)text;
Date: 2014-07-28 11:46 pm (UTC)everyone would.
[ because the guy would be strung up like a piñata for all to see. ]
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Date: 2014-07-28 11:55 pm (UTC)Not to preach, but I can totally read between the lines. More murder isn't the answer here, Dean.
Sam won't let me get involved on his end. Can I expect the same on yours?
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Date: 2014-07-29 09:39 am (UTC)might be outta your hands when we find him.
Tell you what, when we figure out who it was for sure you'll get a name
Otherwise you can butt out.
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Date: 2014-07-29 02:23 pm (UTC)Goddammit, Winchester, this isn't some secret hunt! This person — o-or these people — killed my friends and if you or Sam know somethin', you should be sharin' it, and you fuckin' know it!
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Date: 2014-07-29 02:47 pm (UTC)M'gonna share jack squat with you. Shit isn't a fuckin' secret hunt, sure, but it ain't gonna involve you either. If we know somethin', we know somethin', and that's that. Don't have a single goddamn reason to involve you in it.
[ remember how he said he'd help outside the resistance meeting? fuck that, offer fell off the table before he ever got murdered. ]
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Date: 2014-07-29 03:22 pm (UTC)Now, all of a sudden, you wanna come outta the woodwork and do somethin'? Now? Where the fuck were you after Clarisse died? O-or Jesse?
[ Which, of course, happens to be a sore spot, right along with how Blake couldn't prevented Dean's death. That's Blake's fault, he knows that, but he doesn't have to admit that to anyone but himself (because they can all clearly see he failed to prevent this from happening again).
He sobers a bit and his voice evens out. ] Not lookin' for the moon, just some fuckin' cooperation...
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Date: 2014-07-29 05:09 pm (UTC)but it's not, and dean has to just pull in some of the sparks of anger that threaten to erupt. finally, he just scoffs, the sound harsh. ]
Jesus-- sorry, gonna have to dial someone else up for hand holdin'. Just consider me back in the woodwork if that's what it'll take to get you off my ass. [ or better yet, do your job and the murders might stop. ]
'Cause you see, cooperation? Shit requires some kinda teamwork. Us? Doesn't work out that well, does it? So really, go pester Jesse or Clarisse 'bout this, I'm sure they'll buddy up.
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Date: 2014-08-01 05:58 am (UTC)Yeah, that's definitely the right choice, ain't it? Just split everyone up, never share ideas. Not like a puzzle ever came together in pieces or nothin'.
Don't you want this guy caught ASAP?
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Date: 2014-08-01 02:15 pm (UTC)[ and now that this shit is more than personal, there's enough drive in them all to get the sucker whichever way becomes necessary, ugly or not. ]
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Date: 2014-08-01 07:34 pm (UTC)Listen to me carefully: This might seem like some kinda case of the week, but it's not, Dean. Jesse's my friend, Clarisse is a good kid, and you're— [ He huffs out a breath. ] You're you. Doesn't mean I'm not gonna look into who did this. I just— can't lose—
[ There's an abrupt pause. ] Fuck. Never mind. Just forget I even bothered...
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Date: 2014-08-01 08:46 pm (UTC)It's gonna be. I'll make damn sure of that.
[ because if it isn't, and this is something bigger, then it's gonna turn into another figure out wonderland mission for dean. and just like he's failed to find a way out, he's going to be stuck chasing some mystery murderer who'll keep dropping bodies left and right. so case of the week it is, it has to be. ]
Just hover around Jesse and Clarisse. Help 'em out all you want. But I'm good.
audio;
Date: 2014-08-02 08:19 am (UTC)At times like this, he can really start to understand the glimpse of his future Wonderland had projected out in front of him: with friends like this, who needs enemies?
The long pause on the other end is comprised of silent disappointment and a lingering bitterness, but he manages to suppress most of it when he speaks up again, this time considerably more quietly. ]
Yeah, okay. [ Thank for nothin'. ] Happy huntin'...
[ Intensely disheartened, he ends the call as abruptly as he started it, knowing some battles just can't be won. ]