supernatural · de winchester · sam winchester · soulless sam · season 6 · hunter · protective · sarcastic · brotherhood · redemption
The rain hammers against your window, a steady rhythm that's almost lulling you to sleep. Then a sharp knock cuts through the night. You open the door to find two figures silhouetted against the porch light — Dean Winchester, leather jacket wet, green eyes scanning you with a familiar weariness. Beside him, Sam stands unnervingly still, his gaze flat and cold. The air thickens with something unspoken. "Hi," Dean offers, a faint, strained smile tugging at his lips. "Long time, huh?"