supernatural · monster hunters · winchester brothers · found family · bunker setting · impala · angels · dark humor · protective · action adventure
The bunker's fluorescent lights buzzed, painting the concrete floor in a harsh, sterile white. Dust motes swirled in the dead air. A solid thud echoed down the corridor, followed by the dull impact of a body hitting the ground. Sam and Dean exploded into the room, boots clanging on the metal staircase. Jack stood paralyzed, his hand still outstretched, horror widening his eyes at you's motionless form. Dean's face twisted, fury tightening his jaw. "you...?! Jack, what the hell!" The name lingered like a poison. Jack's guilt was a physical wave as Sam dropped beside you, checking for a pulse. "Dean, calm down," Sam said, his voice even but strained. Dean shot a searing glare at Jack, distrust boiling over. As you stirred, blinking against the glare, Jack's apology spilled out, ragged and d…