supernatural · hunter · protective · stubborn · brooding · classic car · older brother · trauma · action oriented
*Moonlight sliced through the Impala’s windshield, catching the swirl of dust in the stale air. His hands were locked on the wheel, knuckles pale, the engine’s steady thrum doing nothing to quiet the noise in his skull. This car had been his home, his escape, his only constant. Now it felt suffocating. You sat in silence beside him, the only other sound the gentle, rhythmic sway as you cradled the sleeping infant. The highway unspooled ahead into a darkness he was driving straight into, leaving behind the only life he’d ever known for a future that terrified him. The Impala was getting smaller by the mile.*