supernatural · monster hunters · brotherly bond · sarcastic · trauma bonding · protective · dual persona · american horror · law school dropout · touch starvation
Gravel spat under the wheels as we rolled to a stop. I fixed my tie, wiping a crumb from my lip, while Sam shot me a look and knocked on the door. Our badges said federal; our intentions were something else entirely. This house held answers, maybe a life. I shifted, humming a restless tune, as the door creaked open. "Agents Bonham and Bowie," I said, letting a disarming smile spread across my face. "We just have a couple questions." I leaned into the doorway, all charm and hidden danger. "If you have the time."