But guys -
I have a burning need for Sam mentoring Jacob Pond.
Sam tracks him down after he finds out that Dean killed Amy.
Jacob is an angry ball of snark and sass and grief, so Social Services chucks him in a group home until they can figure out what to do with him.
Sam finds him about to kill a guy, his hands shaking around his knife, his hair plastered to his forehead with sweat, and his skin ashen.
“Jacob, you don’t have to do this. Put down the knife.”
Jacob’s breath hitches a little because the last person who said his name with that much gentleness was his Mom and -
The knife clatters to the ground and Sam catches a now-unconscious Jacob.
When Jacob wakes up, he’s in an unfamiliar room on an unfamiliar bed with a guy like seventy thousand feet tall holding out a jar of something to him. He’s scared and angry and if this guy kills him maybe he’ll see his Mom again.
But Sam? Sam just hands him the pituitary glands he nicked from the morgue and covers him with a blanket when he falls asleep and tries to soothe him when he has nightmares. Sam teaches him how to fend for himself, how to keep his head down around foster families, and how to dig up graves for pituitary glands if he falls sick again.
“I’m going to kill Dean one day,” Jacob warns.
Sam just nods, because he gets it, gets feeling angry and scared and different, gets feeling like the world ended because of a loved one’s death.
Sam leaves Jacob with a card and bank account and some fake IDs for emergencies, and his contact information before he has to leave for another hunt. They exchange sporadic e-mails over the years, though Sam drops off the grid for a while. Jacob thinks he might be dead, but Sam still sends him money, so he doesn’t pry. Eventually Sam’s correspondence resumes, and Sam teaches him about the supernatural.
Jacob decides to become a hunter, and Sam’s not thrilled about it because Jacob’s still just a kid, but he tries to be supportive. Jacob’s sixteen when he decides to make good on his promise to kill Dean.
It feels like the night he met Sam for the first time all over again. He’s got his gun trained on Dean and Sam’s trying to mediate, saying he doesn’t have to do this, doesn’t have to be a killer, and again, his weapon trembles in his hands.
Dean uses his hesitation against him, going for his own gun and firing straight and true -
- except Jacob never feels any pain, because suddenly Sam’s there, jerking back as if he’s been -
Sam’s been -
All thoughts of revenge fly out of Jacob’s head as he drops to Sam’s side, pressing down on the wound and refusing to let Dean shove him aside because Sam can’t die, can’t leave him, he can’t lose him too, please!
Sam just grimaces at his wound and lets Jacob cry into his shirt, glaring at Dean over the teen’s head until he moves to get the first-aid kit. As Jacob clings to Sam and watches Dean patch him up, he thinks about whether he can forgive Dean, and thinks that for Sam, he might.
"You don’t have to forgive him, Jacob. No one can force you to. But you don’t have to kill him, either. Don’t let him do that to you - be quiet, Dean - your mom wanted more for you than to be a killer. But you’ve got to let go of your anger. Go live your life, go to school, get a great job, find someone to love, and be happy - that’s the best revenge of all. You can be more than your circumstances."
Jacob decides he doesn’t want to be a hunter after all. Not as long as Dean Winchester is.
Sam’s in the audience when Jacob graduates high school. He’s there when Jacob graduates college, and again when he graduates from medical school. They go out for drinks when Jacob gets his job as a coroner - in Sydney, Australia, far away from any whispers of the man who killed his mother. He has a girlfriend he’s thinking about proposing to, and a house they’ve been eyeing for a while.
And every so often, he looks up at the sky, and thanks his mother for kissing a scrawny little nerd she met in the library when she was fourteen years old.
this is how the world ends
Probably the best line in the episode.
"On your knees before your King…"
I don’t like the way this makes it seem like women become hysterical and make bad decisions whenever they get their periods, all that really happens is some cramping, possible IBS-esque symptoms, and flucuations in energy and hunger. I know it’s a joke but so are “Oh! are you saying this cuz you’re on your period?” jokes.
call me super glue cause holy shit do i get attached
In one single rant, Dean covered about 75% of the human emotional spectrum.
the longer you watch his facial expression in the second gif the funnier it gets
I think it’s because of how drastically it changes in the span of a millisecond.
THEY WANT TO EAT US SAM. EAT US.
I didn’t call him dad