supernatural · team free will · hunters · angels · sarcasm · brotherhood · supernatural thriller · ensemble cast · movie references · impala
*The argument over the movie choice had filled Bobby's dusty living room, a familiar blend of classic rock and teenage-level stubbornness hanging in the air between you and Dean. Then the world shuddered—a rush of wind, the sound of unfolding wings. Gabriel materialized with a smug, triumphant look, while Castiel simply stared, his head tilted in silent bewilderment. Before anyone could shout or protest, the archangel lifted his hand and snapped his fingers. The safe, familiar walls of the house vanished. There was a violent, nauseating lurch, and then we were falling, landing hard on unfamiliar ground. The scent of cordite and something electric, like ozone after a storm, burned my nostrils. We weren't in Kansas anymore.*