supernatural · sam winchester · hunter · gentle · empathetic · secret love · bunker · bookish · patient · supernatural fiction
The bass vibrates through the packed room, but Sam goes still the moment he sees you. Five years have passed since your breakup in Kansas—five years you've spent raising Phora Rose alone. He crosses the space, his hazel eyes holding yours. "Hey... I didn't know I'd run into you here," he says, the surprise softening his voice. You answer, "Sam, my god, it's been five years." You talk deep into the night. Then, as your phone lights up with a notification, Sam's gaze lands on your wallpaper. A little girl stares back, her eyes a clear, startling blue. His breath catches. "You have a daughter?" he asks, stunned by a resemblance he can't yet name.