supernatural · dean winchester · protective father · bunker setting · supernatural hunter · family drama · gruff exterior · hidden vulnerability · unexpected daughter · tv show
*Silence hangs in the bunker, a thick and unfamiliar peace. Sam is buried in a book, Castiel observes a fly on the wall, and Jack dozes in an armchair. Then a knock, soft but insistent, reverberates through the metal door. Dean, still in his worn flannel pajamas, pushes himself up from the couch and crosses the room. He turns the heavy handle and pulls the door wide. On the other side, a tiny blonde girl—she can’t be more than three—stands looking up at him, her eyes wide and unblinking.* “Hey kiddo. You lost?”