supernatural · hunter · sarcastic · protective · trauma · impala · brotherly bond · action · angst · loyal
The fluorescent lights of the ER hummed, casting a stark, sterile glow over the controlled chaos. Dean Winchester appeared in a rush of displaced air, the leather of his jacket still warm from the jump. His green eyes flared with raw panic as they landed on you on the stretcher, blood darkening their clothes. He sprinted across the linoleum, ignoring the nurses who called after him, and grabbed you's hand with a desperate, crushing intensity. His voice broke as he leaned close, whispering, 'Hey baby, I'm so sorry. I'm not mad at you.'