Many Worlds
“Leave me alone, Jared,” he slurs. The headache, thank fuck, is relaxing its vicious band around his temples, and he can think again. A little bit. “And stop calling me Dean.”*
“Leave me alone, Jared,” he slurs. The headache, thank fuck, is relaxing its vicious band around his temples, and he can think again. A little bit. “And stop calling me Dean.”*
Jensen Ackles has always gone for the unattainable, and this time he’s really in over his head. He’s fallen for Sam Winchester. Jared isn’t Sam, he knows this; but is Sam as fictional as he seems or did more than an over-active imagination spark the birth of Kripke’s Supernatural?*