horrorshow: I dream about Dad all the time.  It’s usually the same one, too.  We&rsq

horrorshow:

I dream about Dad all the time.  It’s usually the same one, too.  We’re all in the car.  I’m sitting in the driver’s seat, dad’s sitting shotgun.  But there aren’t any shotguns.  There’s no monsters.  There’s no hunting.  There’s none of that.  It’s just … He’s teaching me how to drive.  And, uh, and I’m not little like I was when he actually taught me how to drive.  I’m 16, and he’s helping me get my learner’s permit.  Of course, you’re in the backseat, just begging to take a turn.  We pull up to the house – the family house – and I park in the driveway, and he looks over and he says, “perfect landing, son.”  I have that dream every couple of months.  Kind of comforting, actually. 

Text from: various episodes, Witch Canyon by Jeff Mariotte, One Year Gone by Rebecca Dessertine, and John Winchester’s Journal by Alex Irvine