#dean later finding comfort and peace in his own queer little family he's built for himself

[angelsdean]

mary and dean both thinking they wanted an apple pie life when they were young. thinking, dreaming, of fitting into the quintessential suburban happy family mold. both wanting so badly to get out of hunting, to get out from under their fathers' thumbs, to settle somewhere quiet and have a family. both running toward white picket fences. john, the goody-two-shoes smiling all american boy next door. he's back from the war and ready to settle down. lisa, the smiling single mom who opens her door to the broken soldier and folds him into her family. both mary and dean finding themselves restless in these dollhouse-homes. both of them realizing they're not cut out for normal and hunting will never bleed out of their veins. both of them sneaking around, living double lives, because they'll never be able to quit so long as there's still people who need protecting and saving. saving people, saving people, saving people. it's their family business, his and mary's. both of them, later in life, finding new ways to be, accepting who they are, what they are. getting second chances at love and life and family. dean, declaring proudly, that he has a family. family looking different from those young idealistic fantasies. them sending lebanon john back because the dream of the perfect little nuclear family isn't worth losing what they have now, isn't worth losing what's real.