ambular-d: Randomly, just once I wish Sam and Dean would show up at a crime scene, flash their badges and say “Hi, I’m Agent Abbott and this is my partner, Agent Costello,” and have the local sheriff roll his eyes and say “No, you’re not.  You’re Sam and Dean Winchester, you hunt monsters, you’ve each got a rap sheet as long as that Impala you drive, and I’d lock you both up and throw away the key if it wasn’t for the six half-eaten corpses covered with purple goo we’ve got stinking up the back room of this shop right now.  Come on, I’ll show you.”

Angst Reaching Critical Levels