Challenge Word: Storm

Somewhere in the middle of nowhere, across endless miles of barns and corn fields, a tempest raged. Lightning slashed brilliantly across the sky, thunder rumbled, rain pelted down in torrents, and the wind whipped wildly. Everyone with sense had already sought shelter in their homes.

John Winchester was seldom described as sensible. Stubborn ass, sure.

The Impala sped down the country road, weaving a bit as John fought against the gusting wind. He stole a glance in the rearview mirror at his sleeping boys and allowed himself a ghost of a smile, finding a moment of peace in the storm.