huntsdemons

Dean had screwed up royally. I mean like downright irreparably in his own eyes. Here he'd had a lovely girl head over heels for him, and he for her, and he'd just up and left. No note, no see you later, just gone. Joanna Beth Harvelle was probably the most important woman in his life since his mother died. Her mother Ellen Harvelle was like a surrogate mother to him and his brother, but he couldn't even stand to take her calls anymore either.

Ellen, Bobby, and Sam had all tried desperately to get him to get back in touch with her and finally...he just gave in. It had been about 5 months since he'd last seen her and instead of picking up the phone to call he climbed into his Impala and headed towards the Roadhouse. He would go see her instead.