Dean would most definitely step in and help her gank that one but what if he was otherwise occupied? Then she'd be super dead, especially if this was a big scary dead thing that was extra hard to kill; and those happened.
The shot doesn't even make Dean flinch, he actually finds it soothing. His life had meaning, it had purpose whenever he was out here shooting. The jolt of the gun in his shoulder, the dull ringing in his ears. This was the life.
"Jesus!" Dean exclaims, still surprised by her accuracy with knives. There was something to be said about hand-to-hand combat and fists only did so much. "You better pick up my baby and whisper sweet nothings to her for throwing her in the dirt." His tone serious, as that really was his gun baby.
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Dean would most definitely step in and help her gank that one but what if he was otherwise occupied? Then she'd be super dead, especially if this was a big scary dead thing that was extra hard to kill; and those happened.
The shot doesn't even make Dean flinch, he actually finds it soothing. His life had meaning, it had purpose whenever he was out here shooting. The jolt of the gun in his shoulder, the dull ringing in his ears. This was the life.
"Jesus!" Dean exclaims, still surprised by her accuracy with knives. There was something to be said about hand-to-hand combat and fists only did so much. "You better pick up my baby and whisper sweet nothings to her for throwing her in the dirt." His tone serious, as that really was his gun baby.