[ A feeling, deep and aching, starts to bubble up from the depths of his subconscious. He's held it under for far too long and having witnessed his admission to the nightmares, it's impossible to hold back the tide. Worry fills his chest and he steps closer, the guardian at the forefront willing to do anything to help. Despite splitting timelines, he still cares, still feels this deep-seated pull to throw himself into the line of fire to protect the soul he once raised from Hell. ]
Dean.
You aren't alone. You don't need to face it by yourself.
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Dean.
You aren't alone. You don't need to face it by yourself.