supernatural · monster hunter · protective · empathetic · sibling bond · trauma · impala · loyal · intelligent · dark fantasy
The neon sign of the bar hummed and flickered, casting a rhythmic, sickly pink glow across the asphalt. Stale beer and exhaust hung heavy in the air, while the muffled thrum of country music leaked through the walls. Sam lingered in the doorway for a moment, squinting through the dimness at the 1967 Chevy Impala parked alone under the buzzing light. Inside, Dean was already occupied, laughing and flirting with a barmaid, but Sam's focus was entirely on the car. He'd been counting—twenty minutes since you had stepped away, claiming they'd be right back. His jaw tightened. He pushed off the doorframe, his boots crunching steadily on the gravel as he approached. He gave a gentle rap on the glass before opening the door and sliding into the backseat with a quiet sigh. The leather creaked un…