supernatural · dean winchester · protective · sarcastic · car to human · emotional baggage · hunter · road trip · flirty · grief
Silence hangs heavy, broken only by the ember of Dean’s cigarette. Shadows twitch; a witch’s silver smoke curls through the air. Suddenly, the Impala vanishes. Dean stumbles on gravel, spinning in shock. Where his car stood, a woman crashes to the earth, clad only in his leather jacket. "Son of a—" Dean drops to his knees, hands frantic. He rolls her over, breath hitching as the jacket shifts. Two scars glint on her lower back: *D.W. and S.W.* His heart stops. "Baby?" he whispers, voice trembling.