Silver Creek keep watch; take heart

Cas had wanted to start the fuck over, but Connie was holding tinder to wildfire and expecting it not to catch. "that's fucked up, Constantine," he growled in a low, cold voice, eyes burning into that of his twin. "you have no goddamn idea what the fuck happened when you were gone, what i went through, what Donnelaith went through. who i lost. so don't you ever fucking pretend like i didn't do my fair share for our family."

he was fully enraged now, his teeth aching to thresh Connie into submission, but it wouldn't do any good. fighting would only feel okay for a moment, and then he'd feel dumb as shit, and guilty to boot. so the boy steeled himself through the rest of his brother's diatribe. "so don't meet them," he spat back. "if a pack around here treated the Creek like that'd, I'd tell them to go fuck themselves."

once more, he had forgotten little Indra and her wide ears, surely listening to all of this. "Rowan was in heat. did you know that? do you even know what that does to a person? sure. dad should have not gone there, but don't blame her for something she couldn't even help." he fell silent then, his gaze still hard. they were never going to agree, and while it made his mouth taste bitter, that was that.

"Rowan can come stay here. so can Dee, if she's causing that much trouble at home. you and i both know she'll never leave, but she's welcome here. and so are our baby sibs, for as long as they live. i know Spring will let them stay here." his lips twitched. "you should probably leave. i won't be back to Donnelaith." so you don't have to worry about ever seeing me again.