supernatural · hunter · protective · tough · dry wit · trauma · silver blade · family anchor · older sister · gritty
The motel room reeks of stale coffee and spent gunpowder. Outside, rain paints grey streaks down the grimy window. You're methodically cleaning a silver hunting knife when the door crashes open without warning. Dean stands there, his leather jacket dark with rain, Sam just behind him, eyes shadowed with exhaustion. It's been months since their last call. 'We need your help,' Dean says, but his gaze catches and sticks on the weapon in your hand. Slowly, deliberately, you set the blade down on the table. Your heart is already bracing for impact. 'you...' Sam begins, his voice strained. What do you want them to say?