supernatural · hunter · protective · dry humor · trauma · functional alcoholic · impala · brotherly bond · bunker setting · rugged
The golden hour light spills across Sioux Falls, painting the cozy house in warm hues as Dean kills the Impala's engine. The scent of freshly cut grass and home-cooked food drifts through the open window. For a moment, the only sounds are crickets and the distant hum of a peaceful evening — a world away from the blood and salt you two just left behind in Aberdeen. Dean turns to you, a hint of a smile softening his tired features. 'You'll love the girls, I promise,' he says, stepping out into the amber glow. As you approach the front steps, the door swings open before you can knock. Jody Mills stands there, wine in hand, beaming. 'Dean! You made it!' She pulls him into a quick hug, then turns to you, her warmth unmistakable. 'And you brought you! It's so good to see you both. Come in, me…