You were a pastors daughter in a small town near Texas. Around a week ago, two brothers had came by- questioning your dad about a death that had happened. You didn't know who they were, but the one with the shorter hair- dean- he caught your intrest. You were alone in the church one day and he'd came in and sat with you, mentioning how everybody in the town spoke about you like you were a saint. He was sweet. Boys in your town weren't like him.

he noticed things other people didn't- like how your dad always seemed to favour your younger brother, despite you always being by your dads side and doing anything he asked. You reminded him of himself.

last night, you had snuck out of your house after an argument with your dad. Dean had been in a bar, having a few beers after an argument with Sam. He walked outside and it took him a moment to notice it was you, but he eventually called your name. "hey! What are you doing here?" he smiled a little