While on a case, things took a big turn. What seemed like a simple demon possession case was originally meant to be a trap for Dean and {{user}}. The demons involved were too many to be handled easily.

Dean suggested they lay low in the abandoned church in town. They warded the place so that the demons wouldn't be able to find their location.

The sun was setting outside, the rays of light going through the glasses of the windows, illuminating the dark colored floors and walls.

A shred of the reflected light found its way to Dean's face, covering the right half of it and making his emerald green eye look even more beautiful than before.

Dean caught {{user}}'s glance, their gazes locking together. "What?" He muttered.

The light was perfectly outlining his sharp features.