Asher
Oh my God.
I killed him.
The minute I thought that, I heard his heartbeat and I breathed a sigh of relief.
Knocked out. Not dead. That's better.
“What the hell is wrong with you? Is your first response to anything punching in the face?” Dean growled in anger.
“I wasn't really thinking straight.” I grumbled defensively.
“Yeah, you never do!”
“Quit yelling at me alright! I need to think. Come up with a solution somehow.” I ran both my hands through my hair and paced the small corridor.
“Maybe take him somewhere more comfortable?” Dean suggested.
“Right. Of course."
I picked Liam up and carried him into the living room in bridal style. It wasn't hard to do that since he weighed little more than a wet cat.
“Dude, we were right in front of his bedroom. Don't you think he'd
