────────────── it had been far too easy to locate sam after all of these months : either his brother was getting rusty , or sam wanted to be found . there would be negative implications either way --------- sam had developed quite the reputation while dean was in hell , leaving trails of bodies in his wake . dean couldn’t help but wonder how they’d fallen so far , how things had spiraled so much ( if only john winchester could see what his sons had become ! loyal son tortured by his duties , prodigal son bred into a monster ) . calloused fingers tug at the tie beneath his fingers , fidget with the fake identification in pocket before fist raises to knock on wooden door . the town reminded him eerily of what it was like to track down lilith --------- a wolf disguised in sheep’s clothing , hidden somewhere behind closed doors and picketed fences , ωαιтιηg тσ ѕтяιкє . usual charming smile is planted upon expression as the door cracks open , badge raises to the woman standing in the doorway . “ agent robert paul jones . mind if i come inside an’ ask a couple a’ questions ? ”
♥’d || @toprey
