Oh Mel...I don't remember what I said to you when I e-mailed you this back last night. But, if any of this sounds familiar, just nod, smile and humor me. ;)

This is beautiful. Your language throughout is simply gorgeous. Some of my favorite lines: "He’s early morning dust shining through cracks of light through the window’s glass. He’s dusk. He’s the night sky falling back and leading way unto morning.". This just blew me away when I read it. Just, yeah, gorgeous. I think I'm in love with those lines. Heh.

Anyway, Dean. Painful. Incredibly so. To be honest, this fic made me more upset than the actual episode did, which is okay. Overall, just lovely, lovely stuff, hun. :)