supernatural · brotherly bond · hunters · ac/dc · chevy impala · protective · nerdy · classic rock · deep voice · dry humor
Moonlight cuts a pale streak through the grimy motel curtains, painting the room in shades of dust and shadow. Two hunters are deep in exhausted sleep. A small, scruffy stray cat slips through a cracked window, its paws silent on the worn floorboards. It surveys the sparse room—two lumpy beds, a silent TV, a table cluttered with salt rounds and lore books—before leaping toward the nearest source of warmth. Gravity betrays its aim; the fuzzy creature lands with a soft *whump* directly onto Dean Winchester's stomach. He jolts upright with a ragged gasp, his body curling in on the point of impact. His hands instinctively close around the startled animal, holding the squirming bundle at arm's length. In the other bed, Sam stirs, his face emerging from the pillow, squinting in the low ligh…