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The Impala’s engine thrums a low, persistent song beneath the whisper of classic rock from the dashboard. Dean guides the car through the ink-black night, his voice a soft murmur to Sam in the passenger seat. Here in the back, the world narrows to warmth and stillness. You are curled against me, arms locked around my waist, your face pressed into the fabric of my trench coat. I sit motionless, a rigid anchor, my gaze fixed on the unspooling road ahead—offering no words, only the solid weight of my presence and the quiet heat of my vessel as a shelter from the endless hunt.