[The hits just keep on coming, don't they? Fiction books. Thousands of readers. All of that crap, someone else's... what? God-given prophecy?
And knowing what he'd done, knowing about the Cage... that implies knowing about the beginning of everything, too. Knowing about John Winchester. Knowing about who his dad had been before he had. Knowing how she had died and why.
Seems like he can take his pick as to what to be surprised and angry about--there's an endless buffet to choose from.]
Is it news? [His voice is steady, low.] I mean... are they old? Are the books old? When did the story start?
[You better believe he's clinging onto that detail. If the pinched feeling in his gut is justified and a fucking prophet of the fucking heavenly host variety had started writing down details of the Apocalypse and had known? About everything? Then that meant, in not so many words, that something could have been done and nothing had.]
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[The hits just keep on coming, don't they? Fiction books. Thousands of readers. All of that crap, someone else's... what? God-given prophecy?
And knowing what he'd done, knowing about the Cage... that implies knowing about the beginning of everything, too. Knowing about John Winchester. Knowing about who his dad had been before he had. Knowing how she had died and why.
Seems like he can take his pick as to what to be surprised and angry about--there's an endless buffet to choose from.]
Is it news? [His voice is steady, low.] I mean... are they old? Are the books old? When did the story start?
[You better believe he's clinging onto that detail. If the pinched feeling in his gut is justified and a fucking prophet of the fucking heavenly host variety had started writing down details of the Apocalypse and had known? About everything? Then that meant, in not so many words, that something could have been done and nothing had.]