Zion’s POV
As we started to get out of the car, Dean shook his head at me, and I realized he was trying to say something. He closed the car door back and turned to me.
“I don’t think talking to that boy would be such a good idea.” He said, shaking his head still.
“What the hell was I supposed to do then?” I asked him, looking at him as if he was stupid. Maybe he was if he couldn’t tell me what else to do.
My mind was a jumble of thoughts as Dean's words echoed in my head. “I really just think that confusing the little boy isn't such a good enough idea, that’s all.” he said.
I see, and I know that, but what other choice did I have? I glanced at Dean, who looked equally perplexed, his brow furrowed in deep thought.
"What choice am I left with?" I sighed as I asked him out loud, my fr
