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Perfect by Nature

Looking back, I'm not sure how none of us never saw it. How did everyone get blindsided like this?

I guess I saw only what I wanted to see. A man with looks to spare, and a good hunter. I filled in the rest.

All eyes were on Sam. Waiting for him to slip, and go dark side. To prove Gordon Walker right. Too late we learned he was just a decoy; unbeknownst to everyone and even himself. Dean was the one we should have been watching.

I think about the romantic notions and Mama's warnings about Dean and men like him, as he looks down at me with those green eyes I thought were windows into his soul.

I try to laugh at my stupidity, but choke on the blood.

"It's too bad Jo." His voice still reminds me of a smooth whiskey. "Things could've been different if you'd stayed out of it like I'd said."

How did none of us guess this?

Dean smiles down at me and it's so brilliant, so gorgeous, so glorious, and the list could go on and on, but to state it plain the absolute beauty of it, of him, steals my last, dying breath.

Dean Winchester is as evil as he is beautiful.