^{_{scarredbyxhellfire    :    dean  winchester    !}}

                                            ;; @everspecial –  ♥’d

When he opened the motel door, he hadn’t exactly been expecting what he saw.
Of course, in that moment of confusion, all he could offer her was a simple,  
“ Can I help you? ”  at which time he learned her name. And, for some reason, it
was familiar. Holt. Why did he know that name? He’d bet a fair amount of money
that he’s known someone named Holt, but, for the love of all that’s good, he can’t
remember who.

His eyes move from her to glance around her, down the line of motel room doors
and through the parking lot. Then he gestures for her to come inside. She looked
young and a little scared, maybe. He certainly couldn’t fight his need to help her.

As soon as Dean’s gotten the door closed behind her, he turns. The confusion
still hasn’t left his features, but he’s determined to get answers.

      “ – You said Holt.

                                    Why do I know that name? ”

          ^{_{when  the  voices  started  ,    when  the  disappearance  occurred  ,    all  she  could  think  about  was  a  tale      /      a  memory      /      her  mother  would  recant  to  her  when  she  was  younger      —      about  two  brothers  who  saved  them  from  an  unimaginable  fate  .            which  ,    in  turn  ,    inspired  her  search  for  them  .            would  it  be  so  awful  to  ask  for  their  help  once  more      ?}}

          ^{_{it  took  longer  than  she  thought  to  obtain  their  location  ,    too  many  minds  to  scour  through    ;      she  hated  herself  for  having  to  do  it  ,    to  intrude  ,    to  twist    &    manipulate  ,    but  desperate  times  call  for  desperate  measures  .}}

          ^{_{relief  managed  to  re - wire  her  worry  for  a  short  time  upon  seeing  the  eldest  winchester  ,    quickly  entering  his  temporary  quarters  as  swiftly  instructed  .}}            ❛     ^{_{you  helped  my  mom    &    me  a  long  time  ago  ,    from  a      .  .  .      from  a  demon  with  yellow  eyes      ——      ?  ?}}     ❜            ^{_{(    but  i  think  something  went  wrong  .    )    she  thought  to  herself  .}}

          ^{_{rosie  shouldn’t  even  remember  those  eyes  ,    she  shouldn’t  even  be  in  this  situation      —      she  just  held  hope  that  he  could  help  her  somehow      /      to  put  an  end  to  this  madness  .}}