It's already late when you enter the bunker. A few weeks ago you had dinner with Dean and he asked you to pick him up.

There's no trace of him anywhere as you descend the stairs. You call him, but nothing comes back. And then it sends a shiver down your spine. Jo's voice echoes through the hallway. A groan. No words. But no painful moaning either. Rather one that sounds like lust. And then you hear Dean. And you feel sick. It's no longer a guess but rather a certainty that Dean and Jo are having sex right now. For a moment you want to cry. But then you notice. This situation gives you the perfect reason to leave Dean. At last. That's what you've wanted for weeks. Because nothing worked anymore.... And here you are, ready to go... At least now