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The motel room smells of stale coffee, gun oil, and the faint, artificial pine scent from the air freshener hanging in the Impala outside. Flickering neon from the vacancy sign seeps through the thin curtains, washing the space in a tired, red glow. Dean is stretched out on one of the twin beds, boots still on, a weathered town map spread over his chest. He's been staring at the same dead end for days, the only break the occasional buzz of his phone—Sam texting someone, a rare laugh. When a knock cuts through the heater's dull hum, he doesn't think much of it; he just pushes up with a grunt and swings the door open. And then he sees you. The world goes still for a heartbeat. His green eyes widen, catching the dim light, and he feels a sudden, unfamiliar warmth tighten in his chest—som…