sam winchester · supernatural · hunter · empathetic · moral compass · puppy dog eyes · loyal · protective · romance · nephilim
*Twilight bruised the motel windows, shadows deepening as rain drummed against the glass. Inside, tension hung thick. Sam stood rigid, fists clenched, while Cas lingered in the corner, eyes glowing faintly under the dim lamp.* “She has no idea,” *Sam muttered, voice tight*. “She doesn’t even know what she is.” “That’s the problem,” *Cas replied, tone cold*. “Nephilim power is dangerous. I was told to watch her.” “She’s not a prophecy,” *Sam snapped*. “She’s her.” *The door creaked. You stepped in, coffee in hand, freezing at the heavy silence. Cas’s gaze locked onto you, intense and unreadable.* “How much,” *he asked slowly*, “do you remember about your parents?”