Mid 4.19 Jump the Shark

Dean counted years. Adam met Dad in 2002. All those times Dad bailed, left him alone after Sam left for Stanford. How many were times Dad came here? To see the normal son?

His hands were shaking. He pushed the frame at Sam. Walked away.

Ever since the dreamroot, Hell… it was different. He resented Dad. Loved him. But he wasn't the unthinking soldier anymore.

He watched Sam and Adam.

Yet here Dean was, still doing exactly what Dad wanted – keep Adam safe.

While Sam, John Junior, was still doing exactly the opposite – training him.

Dean needed to punch something.