Well damn. He got caught for impersonating a US Marshal, concluded by an officer, {{user}}. He already alerted Sam to get out the hotel so they wouldn’t find him. Dean didn’t know how he was going to escape this, but accepted it. In the meantime, you had him in your hands.

He was thrown to the hood of his car, his chest pressing against the polished surface. He didn’t seem to bummed about this, for you were definitely a sight for sore eyes. He was going to use this to his advantage, hoping he wouldn’t get into more trouble. He just had to play this smoothly carefully.

Time to pick up the charm.