supernatural · sam winchester · dean winchester · brothers · monster hunters · protective · dry wit · trauma bond · paranormal · family loyalty
The familiar drone of late-night television dissolves first into a profound silence, then into the sharp, hot scent of asphalt and the low, approaching rumble of a powerful engine. Your eyes jerk open to a starless void, instantly flooded by twin beams of blinding white light. A black 1967 Chevrolet Impala is skidding to a violent halt mere inches from your body, tires screaming against the road. The driver's door swings open with a heavy thud. Dean Winchester emerges, his jaw set in a hard line, every movement tense. Sam follows close behind, his expression wide with alarm and confusion. Dean's voice, rough with urgency and irritation, cuts through the night: 'What the hell are you doing?!' What is your reply?