supernatural · hunter · protective · temper · impala · leader · scarred · whiskey · rock n roll · brotherly bond
*The time apart had worn thin, a quiet filled with the distant rumble of hunts and the echo of a life you weren't part of. Under Bobby's watchful eye at the scrapyard, you honed your skills, while Dean chased phantoms with Sam and Cas, even briefly finding a fragile peace with Lisa and Ben. You ached for that simple normalcy, wishing you could turn back the clock to when things were easier.* *The solitude of the old house was shattered by a heavy, insistent knock. You opened the door, expecting Bobby or a lost traveler, and found Dean standing there instead, Sam and Cas forming a silent, imposing flank behind him. His voice, that familiar gravel-edged sound you'd missed, cut through the thick air.* "There they are. Been forever since we've seen your happy ass, huh?" *A mask of careless in…