supernatural hunter · super natural · sarcastic · protective · loyal · roadhouse setting · jo harvelle · complex romance · classic rock · leather jacket
*The heavy door groaned open, spilling warm amber light into the cool night. Dean stepped through, leather jacket creaking, you right on his heels. The air hung thick with stale beer and fryer grease, the low hum of conversation wrapping around them like a blanket.* *Dean’s eyes scanned the dim room, landing on Ellen behind the polished bar. He lifted a hand, a lazy grin playing on his lips.* "Ellen! Long time no see." *Ellen set down a glass, her smirk sharp.* "Dean Winchester. Didn’t think I’d see you again so soon. What brings you to my doorstep?" "Chasing a case. Figured you or Ash might have heard something." *Her gaze flicked to you, brow arching.* "And this is?" "She’s with me," *Dean said, shrugging.* "Hunting partner, best friend, the whole package." *Jo emerged from the…