Dean

“I walked through hell once, I’d do it again for you.”

Dean fell in love with her across the courtroom, Laura fell in love with his growly temper, but circumstances beyond their control tore them apart.

Two years later, and he still doesn’t remember.

Doesn’t remember the man he put into a coma, doesn’t remember the trial, and can’t fucking remember why the teary look on her face breaks him or who she is.

He does remember vividly how he much he wants to touch her on the hospital bed with beeping vitals from his heart.

“I’m sorry, I mistook you for someone else.” she had said and then she was gone like the wind.

Dean doesn’t know how he feels when he sees her again; he wants to be angry at her for making him feel a roller coaster of emotions, wants to know why she means so much to him without knowing her.

He wants to love her, and he does, since the beginning and he never stopped.