Solidarity

Dean was raised to be a hunter. It was the family business. He was raised to be tough and adventurous, and emotionally numb. And Dean Winchester was doing a good job keeping that persona going. That was how he was supposed to be. So he slept with women, smitted-smot-smittened-smite..eded... Demons and ghosts and all the other horrors of the world with a flask in hand. What happens though when Dean and his brother Sam stumble upon a man passed out in the middle of a suspicious clearing? Will Dean be able to steer clear of the mans innocent, angelic charm?