The voicemail sounded in the silent room. "Feels like we're on the edge right now. I wish that I could say I'm proud. I'm sorry that I let you down.... I let you down. I guess I'm a dissapointment...doing everything I can, I don't want to make you dissapointed, it's annoying. I just want to make you feel like everything I ever do wasn't trying to make an issue for you... but I guess the more you thought about everything you were never even wrong in the first place, you were right, and I just ignored you... I'm embarrassed... I should've had you're back... I'm sorry." As the beep signaled the end, Dean put the phone to rest on his head, sighing.