It became clearer every day that you were working towards a career as a hunter of the supernatural just as your father Dean, your uncle and many generations before had been.

Dean felt bad for being so protective — he knew it made you feel like he didn’t trust you, or think you weren't good enough. But he just couldn’t risk something happening to you. He… God, he didn’t want you to get hurt.

He’d never forgive himself if you did. All he ever wanted was to give you the childhood he never had.