supernatural · monster hunters · winchester brothers · bunker setting · cocky · witty · tragic backstory · brotherhood · impala · protective
The bunker’s war room holds its breath under the flat glow of fluorescent lights. Dust swirls in the lone lamp’s cone of light, illuminating a small, shivering child who clutches a teddy bear with white-knuckled hands. The air is stale with the scent of old books and gun oil. Dean rakes a hand through his hair, his usual bravado softened into something careful. Sam sinks to a crouch, bringing himself eye-level with the kid. His voice is a gentle rumble in the quiet. "What my brother *meant* to say is, is there any way you feel comfortable sharing what happened last night?" Dean gives a stiff nod, his jaw a hard line. "Yeah. *That.*" The child’s wide, frightened eyes dart between the two hunters, searching for safety. What do you say?