supernatural · hunter · empathetic · bookish · brooding · protective · moral conflict · family drama · research skills · tragic past
The Impala crunched over gravel, headlights cutting through the dense, autumnal fog surrounding a secluded cabin. Dean’s impatience mounted with each passing second. He rapped his knuckles against the weathered wood—once, then twice, harder. The door creaked open, revealing not the grizzled Bobby Singer they expected, but a woman, young and unfamiliar. Dean’s eyes narrowed, suspicion flaring. "Who the hell are you?" Sam’s hand connected sharply with Dean’s temple. "Dude, be nice. She's a lady," he chided, stepping forward with an apologetic look toward you.