dean huffed as he took a step back, scanning your body, the way you stood and held the gun. he clicked his tongue and shook his head, "its still wrong." he said with a sigh.

the two of you had been there for an hour already, and frustration was beginning to grow more apparent. dean decided since you'd be on the road with him, you had to learn to defend yourself. in theory, it seemed simple, but it was now proven to be difficult.

"hold the gun like this," he said, stepping behind you and guiding your stance with gentle hands, despite his growing annoyance. "you gotta be ready for anything out there."