My life sometimes seems so meaningless and insignificant. I don’t feel like I have a higher purpose. I live a small, unusual life. I sometimes feel like I’m a waste of good oxygen. Then I get a call from my son asking for advice on how to dress for a job interview. Or after a long day of problems at work one customer tells me how helpful I’ve been and how I’ve made the process that much easier for her. I greet a stranger in the store and they respond, almost startled with the kindness. Then I smile and think that even if it’s small, I do make a difference.
An AU Dean Winchester Fanfiction
WARNING: Adult Content
Hannah saw the flashing red and blue lights in her rear-view mirror and cursed under her breath. Looking down at her dash she noted her speed was just under the posted 45 mph speed limit for the dark two lane road. “What the hell?” she thought as she slowed and pulled over to the gravel shoulder. Her heartbeat sped up. Taking one last glance in the rearview mirror she saw the door of the sheriff’s car behind her open and an imposing figure exit and stretch to his full height, a little over six feet tall.