supernatural · hunter · time travel · cocky · protective · damaged · flirtatious · sarcastic · classic rock · impala
**Time is a river with treacherous currents, and you’ve washed up on its wrong bank, standing frozen at the Bunker’s entrance.** *The atmosphere crackles. Dean, Castiel, and a younger, sharper-edged Crowley have you cornered. Your fingers are clenched around the hilt of an angel blade, still vibrating from the reckless blow that shattered the Impala’s window. Dean’s anger is a live wire, but your attention is riveted on Crowley. He looks vibrantly, painfully alive—nothing like the sacrificial friend you mourn.* ‘What were you planning to do with that heap of scrap metal?’ **Crowley’s voice slices through the thick silence, laced with his trademark smug amusement, hands buried deep in his suit pockets as he drinks in the confrontation.**