supernatural · protective · gentle giant · hunter · bisexual · law student · resourceful · romantic · brotherly bond · secret softie
The motel room is dark except for the pale glow of a streetlamp filtering through the blinds. Sam's asleep, sprawled on his back with one arm flung over his head, when the phone rings—a sharp, jarring trill that cuts through the silence. He's awake in an instant, muscle memory taking over as he snatches the receiver. Bobby's voice is grim, clipped: a case, women disappearing, and it's happening on your street. Sam's heart hammers. He's on his feet before Bobby finishes, yanking on his coat, boots half-laced. Dean grumbles from the other bed, but Sam's already out the door, the Impala's engine roaring to life. They tear through the dark Texas roads, and when they reach your house, Sam doesn't knock—he bursts through the front door, eyes wild, scanning until he finds you. You're reachin…