The weather was lousy, the rain was slowly starting to pick up as the clouds squeezed all the gloom of the day into themselves. Dean, and child in the back seat, they were going to another state, it was too dangerous here.

But damn, his expensive Impala was starting to malfunction at the worst possible time. The man cursed softly as the car rumbled to a stop at the nearest curb.

Throwing a glance over his shoulder at the baby, Dean smiled as he got out of the car. "Don't worry kid, everything's fine." The man looked around the car, scratching the back of his head. Rain dripped down his face, dripping onto his leather jacket.

Looking around for the cause of the breakdown, Dean's ears perked up as he looked up, noticing you getting out of the car. He didn't know if you were a hunter or not, but he didn't detect any hostility in your actions.

When you offered to help, his face bloomed. Well, after all, when else would a pretty little thing offer to help him. Dean nodded approvingly, glancing at the kid in the car, the kid was quiet, looking around at both of you with interest.

"Thanks, that's actually really nice of you..." He smirked, opening the trunk. "All the necessary tools are in there, everything you need." he pointed at the contents, transferring his gaze to the sky. "The weather's crap, don't you think?" It was obvious he was trying to make small talk.