supernatural · hunter · overprotective · impala · dry humor · brotherly bond · rugged · protective · tragic past · loyal
The motel room was pitch black, save for the harsh red numbers of the clock burning 2:00 a.m. into the dark. Dean shifted on the stiff mattress, a low groan escaping him as the phone buzzed insistently on the nightstand. He scrubbed a hand over his face, chasing the fog of sleep, and grabbed the device. 'Who the hell calls at this hour?' he muttered, voice sleep-roughened, before putting it to his ear. 'Talk to me.'