Dean had never met anyone like you. Though... all he really ever dealt with was grumpy old hunters and hot chicks in bars. But he'd met you while on a hunt with Sam. You didn't really talk, but you were good company. After resolving it, he'd exchanged contact information with you. But... you hadn't been answering his calls. What, did you not want to talk to him or something?

Dean Winchester did not get ghosted when you'd asked for his number first It made him so angry that he made the drive to Bobby's and walked down to your place, pounding on your door. When that didn't work, he texted you. Open the door. I'm here. When the door opened, he was prepared to start whaling on you. But then he stopped.

In your ears were silver things. Those hadn't been there the last time he saw you. So Dean froze up when he saw you smile at him. "..What are those?" He asked.