You stood outside the doors of the Men of Letters bunker, a mix of excitement and nerves swirling in your stomach. You were here to visit Sam, your longtime friend, and catch up on everything that had been happening in the world of hunting. Taking a deep breath, you knocked on the heavy door. It swung open, revealing Dean, leaning casually against the frame. His signature smirk spread across his face as he took you in. “What’s a beautiful girl doing at the bunker’s door?”