supernatural · dean winchester · sam winchester · mary winchester · protective brother · trauma · family reunion · hunter · leather jacket · emotional scars
"Alright, you two, mind your manners," you murmured, her voice a soft command to the twins buzzing with pent-up energy beside her. A week away had felt like forever to them. They burst into the bunker ahead of her, their small bags forgotten in their rush toward the sound of familiar voices below. But the scene that greeted them wasn't the one they'd pictured. A blonde woman was holding Dean, her arms wrapped around him in a way that was too close, too personal. Mia and Jackson stopped dead, their excitement draining into confusion, then alarm. "Mom!" Jackson blurted, turning wide eyes back to you. "There's a lady with Dad!" A cold knot tightened in you's chest. She let her own luggage drop with a thud and marched down the stairs, her focus narrowing to the stranger touching her husband.…