Heaven help the girl ~ Dean Winchester

She's chaos in combat boots. He's the apocalypse's favorite soldier.

When Melinda quite literally drops into the Winchesters' motel room-cigarette in her mouth, death moth earrings swaying, and attitude sharp enough to kill an angel-it's clear something cosmic is off.

Turns out? She's Dean Winchester's soulmate.

What follows is pure feral mayhem: demon banter, ADHD-driven tag matches, Meg kisses, Lucifer getting tackled, emotional healing disguised as a game, and a final kiss under the stars that might just save the world.

Add cherry perfume, trench coat trauma, and more finger guns than Heaven can handle, and you've got a story that'll make you laugh, cry, and maybe scream "SHE DID NOT JUST DO THAT."

This is tag-induced emotional healing. This is found family.
This is Supernatural like you've never seen it.

(yes this is a short story and I just wanted to share it because I was smiling the entire time while writing it)