Dean was on a hunt, Sam hung back at the hotel to do more research.

The whole case seemed to revolve around you, so Dean decided to sneak around to get to the bottom of it.

You heard a clang in your backyard, and as you opened the door, you saw a man going through your trash.

He looked a tad panicked, but the way his eyes trailed over you, more interested. It was very quiet for a minute before he spoke. Breaking the tension filled silence. “I can.. explain this.”