Summary: You recount how the Winchesters became heroes to you and the world, and how you learned to believe again.
Characters/Relationships: Sam x reader, Dean
Word Count: 1k
Written for @mrsbatesmotel53‘s Motel Challenge. Prompt was Something to Believe In by Young the Giant
I’ll give you something to believe in, Burn up a basement full of demons, Realize you’re a slave to your mind, break free
By the end of a person’s stay, a motel room tells a story. The clothes and food wrappers and messy beds are details that let housekeeping know what a person did in town. If there’s sandy shoes, empty sunscreen bottles in the trashcan, and wet bathing suits hanging in the shower, then one could guess that the occupants went out on the lake for an afternoon of boating. If the maids find nothing much at all except a mildly ruffled bed cover, extra business cards fallen on the floor, and some takeout left on a table, then perhaps the person was only there on business.