Dean Winchester

Well, my take on marriage is that it’s pretty fuckin’ good. Yeah, so, I got hitched to this girl named Faith. Real cute. She’s even a vampire Slayer, kinda the same business that me and my brother are in except she was kinda born into it as in chosen. I don’t know, I wasn’t really payin’ attention when she explained that one too me, but whatever. What can I say, I have one year left until I bite the big one and I figure if I wanna get married, why not? So, I asked her and she said yea. We both know what it means and to be honest, it doesn’t really mean anything. I guess we did the whole Britney Spears getting married in Vegas because I wanted to know what being married was like. Which, I think in this case, she might be onto something.

Nah, I just wanted to do something that I knew I wanted to do down the road, or at least I wanted the choice to do it and since the lifeline got cut short, I figured why not now? Marriage is pretty cool so far. She gets her bed, I get mine, what’s hers is hers, what’s mine is mine – our marriage is as if nothing really changed at all and that’s pretty awesome if you ask me.

So, as of this moment, it’s fun. Nothing’s changed and I have no expectations because I’ll be dead in less than a year.

It’s just another thing to cross off my list.

When I was fifteen, I stole a lot of things. Food, money, gas, beer, clothes, anything I could possibly need or want. I had no other way. I didn’t have a job, I was too busy helping dad out while Sammy turned a blind eye to everything that we did. Sure, he knew what was going on, he just wasn’t part of it. Not then. He was too young.

I stole the food so it could go on the table when Dad was out on one of his missions. I had to feed me and Sam and it wasn’t like I stole a feast. We were lucky if we got a bag of chips.

I stole money so I could do the respectable thing and pay for the food, but most times, I just stole it.

I stole gas for the car that I stole so I could joy ride. Eh, that was kinda cool.

And I stole clothes so we’d have something to wear.

At least back then I wasn’t stealing credit cards.

Not that I do that now or anything.

Sometimes, people have to do what they have to do to survive and that’s what I did. If it wasn’t for me stealing the things that we needed, then we would have been stuck and that wasn’t going to happen. I have no apoligies for what I did.

Name: Dean Winchester

Gender: Male

Date of Birth: January 24, 1979

Occupation: Hunter Con Artist

Family:

Sam Winchester, Brother
Faith Lehane, Wife
John Winchester, Father, deceased
Mary Winchester, Mother, deceased

The only thing that Dean has ever known how to do was take care of his brother, and work in the family business. When his brother, Sam went off to college, Dean was left helping their father with the business of hunting all things supernatural. It wasn’t until their father, John went missing that Dean sought out Sam to help him with the searching and rescuing of their father.

Although their father was found, it wasn’t long after that he died in a small twist of events that brought Dean, Sam, Buffy and Faith together. Buffy and Faith, vampire Slayers have been on the road with Dean and Sam ever since their father’s death.

Then everything came crashing down. In order to save Sam, Dean did what he thought was right and made a deal: his life for Sam’s life. All he wanted was for Sam to … have a life and he thought it was his fault that everything had come to this. If it wasn’t for Dean, Sam would still be going to college and still be with Jessica, but no, Sam was a long way from that.

Now, Dean only has a year to live. Less than a year now, but he’s living everyday to the fullest, or trying to. He even asked Faith to marry him. That was one thing he wanted to do before he died. It was the closest thing to normal that he’d ever have.

For the rest of his ‘year,’ he’ll keep doing what he does best: helping people and hunting things, and of course, making the most with Faith, Sam and unfortunately, Buffy.