The publisher's house was a bizarre mix of antique gothic décor and a shrine to both Supernatural and Fighter, with posters, figurines, and memorabilia plastered all over the walls. Nadia could feel the woman's unease as they stepped inside, the weight of skepticism hanging in the air.
"So, you published the Supernatural books?" Sam asked, trying to sound casual as he glanced at the shelves, which were overflowing with Supernatural volumes.
"Yep. Yeah," the woman said, her eyes flicking between them as she gestured to the entire series. "Gosh. These books... you know, they never really got the attention they deserved. All anybody wants to read anymore is that romance crap." She scoffed, rolling her eyes. "You know, Doctor Sexy, M.D.? Please."
"Right," Nadia agreed, playing along. "Well, we were hoping our article could shine a light on how underrated it is."
The woman's eyes widened in excitement, her short hair bouncing as she quickly moved toward her desk. "Yeah, yeah! If we got some good press, maybe, just maybe, we could start publishing again." Her voice cracked slightly as she clutched the edge of the desk. "I mean, these books have a real story to tell!"
"No, no, no, no. God, no," Dean blurted out without thinking.
She froze, her face dropping. "What?" she asked, the hopeful expression on her face quickly turning to confusion.
Dean quickly caught himself, taking a few steps forward. "I mean, why—why would you want to do that? It's... uh, such a complete series. You know, with Dean going to hell and all."
"Oh my god!" The woman began to get emotional, clasping her hands to her chest as tears welled up. "That was one of my favorites! Dean was so... strong, and sad, and brave. And Sam..." She shook her head, her voice breaking. "I mean, the best parts were when they'd cry. You know, like in Heart, when Sam had to kill Madison, the first woman since Jessica he really loved."
Dean shot a glance at Sam, who couldn't suppress his eye-roll.
"And in Home, when Dean had to call John and ask him for help..." She trailed off, her voice shaking as she turned away from them, dabbing at her eyes.
"What the—?" Dean mouthed to Sam, his brow furrowing. He looked over at Nadia, who was staring at the woman with undisguised distaste.
The publisher wiped her eyes, oblivious to their discomfort. "Gosh, if only real men were so open and in touch with their feelings."
"Real men?" Dean raised an eyebrow, the edge of his voice sharp with disbelief.
She turned back toward him, her tone now slightly judgmental. "I mean, no offense, but -
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Fighter: Dean Winchester (REVAMPED VERSION)
FanfictionWhen Dean Winchester finds himself at the mercy of Bella Talbot, desperate for information that might save his soul, he crosses paths with Nadia Turner-the strong-willed, fiercely independent daughter of hunter Rufus Turner. Though the connection be...