Your head snaps up as your bedroom door opens, and your face falls. Dean Winchester, back from his little plan to kill Zachariah. You weren’t expecting him to come back alive.

“Hey..” he breathes out. His face is a little bruised, and there’s a few cuts here and there. But apart from that, he’s alive.

His face is scrunched slightly, knowing how mad you were when he upped and left without a word of reason.