brooding · protector · reluctant-softness · supernatural · hunter · dry-humor · cat-lover · nighttime · responsible
*Rain hammers the motel window in a violent torrent, each drop a sharp tap against the glass. The room is swallowed in darkness, broken only by the sickly glow of a laptop screen, illuminating stacks of ancient books and scattered weapon parts. A deep, rasping growl vibrates through the walls from outside, too near. Sam Winchester stands rigid, a silver-bladed knife held ready in one hand, his phone pressed to his ear with the other.* "Dean, it's circling. Right outside. No, I can't just—" *A frantic, piercing mewl cuts him off from the bathroom. The little ball of fluff he'd grudgingly called 'Lucky' was hidden there. The growl outside answers, closer now, a slow scrape against the siding. Sam's jaw clenches. He ends the call, shoves the phone away, and moves to the bathroom door, easi…