Writing in Sam’s pov
It isn’t long! I’m sorry just really wanted to write this in hopes to make your day/night better.
I watched as (y/n) trudged around the bunkers library. “When are we leaving?” She questioned not looking at me.
“As soon as Dean gets back” i said. “You’re never this eager to go on a demon hunt” i stated
“I just want to kill something” she shrugged.
“You’ve been keeping to yourself lately” i pointed out. She just shrugged. “Are you okay?” I walked towards her.
“I’m fine Sam” i heard her sniffle.
“You can tell me anything (y/n). You know that” i put my hand on her shoulder and she turned around, her lip was quivering and she had tears flowing down her cheeks. I pulled her into my arms and she started to shake slightly. “Hey now. It’s okay” i rubbed her back. I tilted my head and pressed my lips to her head as i began to sway her back and fourth. “Whats wrong baby?” I questioned once she stopped shaking as much.
“These past f-few days… Their getting t-to me” she stuttered as she wiped her tears. I leaned down slightly and pulled her into a hug.
“We’re not going on this hunt” i stated before she pulled out of the hug.
“You’ve been planning this hunt for weeks. I’m not going to ruin this for you” she said as she pushed me away from her. She started to shake her head
“(Y/n). Look at yourself. You can’t go on this hunt, i’m going to stay with you. We can do this hunt in a few days.” I said softly.
“I don’t know why i’m breaking down right now” she stated as she sat down in the chair by the bookcase
“Everyone needs to breakdown every so often to get out all the pent up emotions” i went and kneeled in front of her.
“Thank you Sam” she smiled slightly. I grabbed one of her hands and pressed it to my lips.
“I love you” i smiled up at her
“I love you too”
It won’t be very long since i do not watch chick flicks and this is the only sad movie i’ve watched. And i haven’t watched it since like 2010. So yeah…
“Ugh. They both could fit on that damn door. She barely has to move.” Dean groaned.
“He’s dying Dean” i sniffled
“Well if Rose wasn’t such a bitch he could’ve lived.” He chuckled slightly
“You’re a bitch” i wiped my tears.
“I’m sorry, i know you love this movie.” He sighed.
Once titanic ended i sat up straight, ran my hands over my face then stretched. “So. How’d you like it Dean?” I asked and turned towards him.
“I-i uh liked it” Dean sniffled. I couldn’t help but let out a small giggle.
“You okay?” I grabbed the box of tissues from the table in front of us and held them out for Dean.
“Yeah i’m fine. Just allergies” he waved me off. I reached over and wiped his fallen tears.
“I never thought you’d get so emotional over a movie” i chuckled and leaned into his side and wrapped my arm around him.
“We tell no one.” He stated and wrapped his arm around me.
There will be some daddy-daughter fighting/issues in this one
Dean groaned as he rolled out of our bed and groggily walked to the hotel rooms door. “Who is it?” I yawned as he moved the curtain away from the window so he could see who was outside.
“Some dude” he sighed then unlocked the door and opened it “can i help you?” He questioned whoever was outside.
“I’m looking for (y/n).” I heard a familiar voice. I slowly slid out of bed and pulled on my sweater that was laying on the floor.
“Who are you?” Dean asked slouched against the door as i started to walk to the door.
“I’m her father.” Dean instantly straightened up.
“Dad?” I opened the door more and stood beside Dean. “What’re you doing here?” I asked quietly
“Was in town, thought i’d come see my daughter” he smiled at me. “Whose the half dressed guy?” He looked at Dean.
“This is Dean, my boyfriend. Dean this is my dad (y/d/n)” i smiled slightly up at Dean.
“It’s good to meet you sir” Dean held out his hand, my dad looked at me then reluctantly shook Dean’s hand.
“So… Would it be to much to ask for you two to put some clothes in?” My dad dropped Dean’s hand.
“Uh yeah. Stay here.” I slowly shut the door in my dad’s face. “Dean.” I turned to Dean who was standing tall with his jaw clenched. “Are you okay?” I questioned
“Did he know about us?” He asked avoiding my question
“No, he didn’t. I haven’t seen him in a few years. The most i’ve talked to him was when he asks what towns i’m in.” I shrugged
“He doesn’t seem to like me.” He stated then walked towards his duffle bag. I followed behind him then went to my bag. I grabbed some pants and Dean did the same.
“How do you know that? I can’t even tell, and i’m his daughter” i chuckled slightly
“He crushed my hand” he sighed
“Don’t take it the wrong way, he just might not know how to control his strength” i bit my lip
“Why haven’t you seen him for a few years?” Dean asked
“You know i don’t like talking about my family.” I sighed
“Well he’s standing outside so you might as well spill it” Dean spat. I looked at him hurt and his eyes softened “sorry he just reminds me of my dad.” He sighed
“They share some similarities i guess” i shrugged. “I left home and started hunting on my own because we got into a fight and I was to much of a wimp to stand up for myself so i left.” I said as i pulled on a belt. I walked to the fridge as i did up my belt, i grabbed three beers then walked to the couch and set them on the coffee table. Dean picked up one of the bottles and screwed the lid off and took a drink. Dean sat down on the couch as i went to get my dad. I opened the door and without a word my dad pushed passed me and walked to the chair beside the couch. “Come on in.” I muttered to myself.
“Three beers?” My dad looked at me as i got to the couch.
“Yes. There is three of us here.” I stated as i picked up the last beer.
“You got my girl to start drinking” my dad said angrily and turned to Dean which caused Dean to jump slightly
“He didn’t get me into drinking” i said harshly cutting Dean off
“Then who did because the last time i saw you, you didn’t drink.” My dad’s glance went from Dean to me.
“You got me into drinking dad” i said and he looked at me shocked.
“I’ve never given you a beer” he stated
“You might not have physically handed me an alcoholic beverage but you started this.” I said, my voice raising. Dean put his hand over mine which was balled up in a fist beside me.
“How did i turn my daughter into an alcoholic?” My dad asked slamming his drink back down onto the table.
“For my fifth birthday you gave me a shot gun, you told me the monsters in my closet and under my bed were real, you taught me to be afraid of the dark. I killed my first monster when i was seven. You were my dad and you were supposed to protect me by lying and saying there was no such things as monsters. By the time i was twelve I saw more blood and gore than the kids at school, and people thought i was freak cause i’d always be wearing sweaters due to all the cuts and bruises from hunts.” I spat in his face.
“If i didn’t do that you could be dead right now and you wouldn’t have known your little Ken doll” he said
“I’m not saying that you teaching me this life didn’t pay off, i’m just telling you how you started my drinking” i set my drink down on the table.
“How do you feel about this pretty boy.” My dad looked over at Dean.
“My name isn’t pretty boy, nor am i a friggen barbie. My name is Dean Winchester” Dean seethed which caused me to smile.
“Winchester.” I saw my dad tense up. “You got with fucking Dean Winchester. He’s been to hell, he’s got an angel and the king of hell on his side. What the hell are you thinking!” My dad stood up from his spot.
“I’m thinking, so what if he’s been to hell, his angel is pretty effing awesome and i’ve shot the king of hell in the foot.” I stated standing up “but on the other hand i’m barely thinking because i am so in love with him.” I said softly
“I can’t believe you.” My dad shook his head
“I think you should leave then.” I felt Dean place his arm on my shoulder. My dad glared at us but then turned towards the door.
“I heard yelling” Sam bursted through the door.
“Sam” i smirked
“Hey bro” Dean chuckled and my dad looked back at us but then pushed past Sam.
“Who was that?” Sam questioned
“Some low life” i shrugged and turned around and wrapped my arms around Dean “i’m sorry” i mumbled into his chest.
“Don’t be.” Dean wrapped his arms around me.
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“Hows your night going” one of the other nurses asked when i walked up to the front desk in emergency.
“Thankful that i only have a twenty minutes left” i chuckled
“Well, heres your last patient. Room 6” she passed me a clip board and i headed towards the room. Once i got to the room i knocked on the opened door
“Winchester?” I questioned as the man sitting on the bed turned his head to me.
“That’d be me” he nodded and i walked into the room, closing the door behind me.
“Alright Mr Winchester.” I started
“Call me Dean” he smiled
“Okay, well Dean want to explain to me what is wrong.” I set the clip board down on the edge of the bed and walked around and stood in front of my patient.
“Uh well, i have a couple of pretty deep cuts on my right shoulder and my brother thinks i have a sprained wrist” he chuckled
“Did your brother do this to you?” I asked as i lifted up his right sleeve
“No he did not.” Dean shook his head
“Then how did this happen?” I questioned and raised an eye brow.
“You wouldn’t believe me if i told you” he sighed.
“Try me.” I pulled over a table which had all the tools i needed. “this may hurt” i said as i picked up the needle of lidocaine and inserted it into his arm. He winced slightly before i pulled the needle back out.
“Demon” Dean stated
“Excuse me?” I looked at him confused
“I was attacked by a demon.” He said
“Well, thats a new one.” I picked up the needle and thread and began to stitch his arm.
“Told you, you wouldn’t believe me” Dean smiled over at me
“Who said i didn’t believe you” i smirked.
“So you believe in demons?” He questioned
“I believe everyone has their own demons.” I said and he looked down at his lap. I cut the first thread “one down, one more to do.” I said then started stitching his other cut that was almost right under the first one.
“You’re pretty good at this doc” he said making small talk.
“Not a doctor, but thank you” i giggled
“A nurse eh.” He looked up at me.
“Mhmm” i smiled
“You know. I’ve always had a special place for nurses in my heart.” He smirked
“Oh wow, what a smooth talker” i chuckled
“So… Not working” he grinned
“Never said that” i winked and cut the second thread. “Now let me see your wrist” i instructed as i pulled a stool up in front up of him and he lifted up his left wrist. I examined his wrist, but not without looking over at Dean every few seconds to notice him staring at me. “Like whatcha see” i chuckled as i set his wrist down on his knee.
“Yes actually, i am.” I looked up and locked eyes with Dean.
“Y-your wrist is just sprained” i stuttered and stood up from the stool.
“Was that a stutter miss nurse” Dean stood up off the bed and smirked at me.
“Heidi.” I said
“Heidi?” Dean raised an eyebrow at me.
“My name… It’s Heidi” i smiled slightly.
“Well then Heidi. How would you like to go to grab a drink with me?” He questioned
“If you can wait about ten minutes for my shift to end” i smiled
“Can we just stay in here for the whole ten minutes or do you have other patients?” He bit his lip
“If anyone asks why this took twenty minutes, i am going to say you kept flinching away” i smirked.
I drove down the highway with my hair blowing in the wind coming through the rolled down window of the impala. “…So look at me now I’m just makin’ my play don’t try to push your luck just get out of my way…..” I sang Back in Black by AC/DC at the top of my lungs until my phone started ringing in my pocket. I turned down the stereo and pulled my phone out. “You have reached (y/n) whaddya want” i answered it without looking at the caller i.d
“(Y/n). Where the hell are you and why did you take my baby” Dean’s angry voice filled my ears. Shit.
“Dean. Hey. Whats up?” I avoided both of his questions.
“Oh you know, just normal stuff. Paperwork and counting my money. What do you think i’m doing, i’m trying to find the crazy bitch that stole my car!” His voice raised.
“Excuse me, i am not crazy” i stated “i must say i do have my bitchy moments though” i shrugged to myself as i pulled off to the side of the highway.
“What were you doing in New York last night (y/n).” Dean demanded
“Caught a show on broadway after i ganked a demon” i said
“You took my baby to broadway!” Dean’s voice cracked slightly at the end.
“Don’t sound so broken up about it, we can catch a show next week meet me there at seven on friday” i chuckled
“Where are you?” He asked sternly
“I’m halfway to Pittsburgh.” I sighed and leaned forward, resting my head on the top of the steering wheel.
“Why are you going to Pittsburgh?” Dean asked
“Found a demon i’ve been lookin’ for” i said hoping he’d catch on.
“(Y/n) no. You can’t take on the bastard that killed your family on your own.” Dean said
“Well you better hope you find a way to get to Pittsburgh by tonight” i hung up the phone and sat back up straight and pulled back onto the road. “I pray to Castiel that they get there.” I mumbled to myself. I bit my bottom lip and tapped a finger on the steering wheel as i drove down the road…
I slowly loaded my gun with the devils trap bullets i had with me in the front seat of the impala. “(Y/n).” I looked up and saw Sam and Dean walking towards the impala. Dean walking faster. “I want my keys” he demanded as he got to me and his baby. I took the keys out of the ignition and placed them in his open hand. I got out of the car, grabbing my bag on the way out.
“Well you’ve got your baby back. I’ll go take care of what i came here to do then i’ll take a cab somewhere. Sorry for taking your car, it was nice working with y’all.” I waved slightly then went on my way towards the old abandoned bar.
“(Y/n) wait” i heard Sam call.
“I’ve got work to do Sam” i called back as i pushed open the door. I walked in and the door shut behind me, i held my gun up.
“Ahh. (Y/n). It took you long enough to get here.” The demon at an old barstool and spun around to face me.
“I had some difficulties. Good to know you knew i was coming.” I kept my gun up in front of me.
“Now, now (y/n). You know bullets won’t kill me.” The demon smirked slightly.
“I can try can’t i.” I shrugged
“You haven’t learned much in the past few years have you. I bet you don’t even know a simple exorcism” he rolled his eyes.
“She might not, but we do.” Sam said as him and Dean walked into the room. The demon looked over at the Winchesters and i took the chance and shot the gun. I watched as the bullet went into the demons head. Sam walked over to me as the demon sat where he was and watched. “For your family” Sam pulled the demon knife out of his back pocket and held it out for me. I took it and turned towards the demon.
“How do you think your parents feel about you killing things for a living huh. They are probably not proud.” The demon narrowed his eyes at me.
“This is all your fault. I could’ve been normal. But on the other hand, i love my life.” I stated as i walked towards the bar where he was sat. “I’ll see you in hell.” I growled just before i pierced the knife into his chest. I ripped the knife out of his chest then walked towards Sam. “Thanks.” I muttered before i turned away and headed out of the bar passed Dean.
“Where the hell are you going (y/n)” Dean followed as i walked away.
“Anywhere but here” i left the bar.
“Come back to the bunker” Sam jogged in front of me and placed his hands on my shoulders
“I can’t Sam” i sighed and shook my head
“Why not?” He asked
“Well, i stole your guys’ car. Made you guys come all the way out here for little to no reason.” I listed off
“You have no where else to go. Just come back with us, continue to hunt with us.” Dean said as he walked up and stood beside Sam.
“You guys sure?” I asked. They both nodded and a small smile crept onto my face. “Thanks” i smiled
“Just no more stealing my car.” Dean stated.
“Deal” i smiled
I raised my hand and knocked on Dean’s door. “Dean” i turned the doorknob and walked into Dean’s bedroom. I watched as he stared at the wall, his eyes flickered at me a few times but he didn’t move or say anything. I sighed and walked to his bed and sat beside him leaning up against the wall. I reached over and placed my hand over his right arm that was crossed over his chest. I tilted my head and rested it on his shoulder.
“Hey” i felt him intense slightly and he reached up and pulled his headphones off.
“Hey. You alright?” I questioned and lifted my head.
“It’s been a long few days” he sighed and turned towards me.
“Its been rough.” I stated
“Kevin’s with miss Tran now though, so thats good.” He shrugged
“I heard what Kevin said. I heard how he wants you and Sam to st-“
“I know what he said (y/n). Its not going to happen.” He interrupted me.
“It could happen Dean, you know you don’t want to fight with Sam anymore, Sam just has to pull the stick out of his ass and get over himself.” I said, sounding angrier than i meant it to be.
“He has a reason to be mad” Dean sat up straight
“No Dean, he doesn’t. You and i both know he would’ve done the same if it were you in that hospital bed.” I stated
“He told me he wouldn’t” Dean sighed
“News flash Dean, he already has tried to save your dead ass before, he has gone crazy due to your death so do not try to tell me he wouldn’t, and if i ever hear him say it himself i will personally kick his lying ass all the way back to where he buried you when you went to hell for saving him.” I stood up off of his bed. He sat on the side of the bed with his head in his hands. I walked around to the other side and kneeled on the ground in front of him.
“I don’t see why you’re getting so angry about this.” He mumbled and ran his hand through his hair.
“Because you’re my boyfriend and i hate seeing you depressed like this.” I sighed “also, you guys are Winchesters. You both have been through hell and back, you can’t let something like this tear you apart.” I finished
“Should i go talk to him?” Dean questioned
“Not now cuz you and i are going out for burgers and beer.” I stood up
“You’re making it sound like i just broke up with Sam” he chuckled slightly and stood up.
“If we were treating this like a breakup i would’ve placed a fish in his sock drawer.” I shrugged
“Did you put a fish in his sock drawer?” Dean asked
“No…” Dean raised a brow at me “its in his underwear drawer covered in itching powder.” I told him.
“Ah man. He’s going to flip.” Dean smiled “i love you” he placed his hands on my hips and kissed me.
“Love you too” i giggled when we pulled away.
She’s hurt. First class is almost over and Mickey isn’t here yet. She should be here by now. “I need to call Dean” i muttered to myself as i pulled out my cell phone.
“Sorry I’m late!” I looked up and my eyes widened.
“And who are you?” The teacher asked. I coughed dramatically to get Mickey’s attention, she looked over to me and i motioned to my clothes. She looked down at her outfit and bit her lip.
“Shit. Wrong class. Sorry” she quickly turned and sped walked out of class. Once she was gone the class erupted with talk about who ‘the new girl’ was.
“Uh can i go to the washroom?” I raised my hand.
“I don’t know can you” i rolled my eyes at my teacher.
“May i?” I groaned. She nodded and i stood up and left the room. I walked down the long hallway to Mickey who was standing at her locker. “Who are you and what have you done to Mickey” i chuckled as i walked up to her.
“Screw you.” She rolled her eyes as she took off her black leather jacket and threw it into her book bag.
“What happened to geeky pigtails?” I asked confused.
“Its to keep people away from me. To make sure i don’t get close to anyone.” She shrugged and pulled out a shirt that was similar to the one she wore yesterday.
“You know, they’re going to find out. I mean they’re all talking about you.” I said.
“Let them talk. They won’t find out.” She buttoned up the shirt over top of the tank top she had on.
“Your bleeding” i pointed out as i watched the sleeve furthest from me turn red.
“Son of a bitch” she cussed and rolled the sleeve up to her shoulder. She turned to me. “How bad?” She questioned as she looked down at her wound.
“Your going to need stitches.” I stated staring at the cut on her arm. “What even happened?” I asked. She pulled down her sleeve
“Well, as i walked down an alley, the vamp jumped out from a dark door and cut me with a knife” she stated.
“Did you kill it?” I asked
“No shit sherlock, right when it got me i cut its head off. Im not stupid” she rolled her eyes at me again.
“You went on a vamp hunt alone, you are incredibly stupid. Now i am going to go back into class and at the bell we are going to call my brother to come pick us up then you are going to get stitches.” I stated.
“Im not going to the hospital. Just give me a damn bandaid.” She took off the shirt she had on and grabbed a black sweater.
“Who said anything about going to the hospital” i said before i turned and left for class. Once in class i pulled out my phone and texted Dean.
‘Come pick me up asap, need your help.’
When the bell rang i grabbed all my stuff and bolted out of class and to Mickey’s locker. She was leaning against it with her hair in pigtails again, she was in grey sweats and she was still in the baggy black sweater. “Dean’s parked out front, lets go.” I said. She sighed and pushed off the locker. She picked her bag up off the ground and we started to walk through the hall.
“Did Mickey Mouse get herself a boyfriend.” I heard a voice and watched Mickey get grabbed on her bad arm.
“Jesus christ” she hissed as she pried the hand off her cut. “Leave me alone bitch, i’m not in the mood” she growled.
“Why’d you miss first block?” The girl asked.
“I missed the bus” Mickey lied.
“Isn’t your next class here? Why are you going downstairs?” The girl raised her eyebrow and crossed her arms.
“I’m going outside.” Mickey stated.
“Why?” The chick asked.
“To have a smoke, what’s it to yeah” Mickey glared and everyone around us looked at her shocked.
“You don’t smoke” the girl laughed.
“Then what are these.” Mickey pulled a pack of smokes and a lighter out of her sweater pocket. Mickey shoved the items back into her pocket and left the small crowd that had formed and drug me along with her.
“Whats the big deal about you smoking?” I asked her once we were far enough away from the crowd.
“Im like a cover girl for good girls.” She chuckled and threw out the pack of smokes into a garbage can beside the door that leads outside. “This is my sister’s fiancé’s sweater. Those were his” she smiled as we left the school.
“Oh wow” i laughed.
“Sammy are you okay?” Dean ran up to me looking worried.
“I am, Mickeys not.” I stated and the worry on Dean’s face was replaced with annoyance.
“You got me here for her.” Dean sighed. “What happened, fell on the ground and scraped your knee?” He asked. Mickey rolled up her sleeve and showed Dean her arm.
“Vampire with a switchblade actually.” Mickey chuckled slightly.
“Get in the car” Dean stated and we all jogged to the car. “How long ago did that happen?” Dean asked as we all got into the impala.
“I don’t know maybe four hours ago. Before the sun came up.” Mickey said from the backseat.
“And you didn’t think that maybe you should go to the hospital” Dean sped off of the schools property.
“Sorry, kind of living a double life. Had to get to school. I also didn’t think it was this bad” she sighed.
“Your not Hannah Montana, your a real damn person.” Dean hissed. “Don’t get blood on my seats.” He added. Mickey didn’t respond. She just sat in the back seat looking like a scolded child.
I watched as Dean poured whiskey over Mickey’s stitches. “Can i see that really quick?” Mickey pointed to the bottle of whiskey.
“Why?” Dean questioned
“Just want to see it.” Mickey shrugged.
“Don’t shrug you’ll pull out your stitches.” Dean groaned and passed her the bottle. She smiled then took a swig of it, Dean quickly grabbed the bottle from her hands once she brought the bottle away from her mouth. “Okay first of all. No. Second of all. Minor. Third of all. Mine.” Dean stood up and walked away from Mickey while wiping the top of the bottle with the bottom of his shirt.
“Thanks for the stitches and the alcoholic beverage.” Mickey chuckled and stood up from the bed. “I better head home.” She picked up her bag and threw it all over her arm. “I will be at school tomorrow” she chuckled
“Sam won’t be.” Dean stated.
“Why not?” Mickey asked.
“We’re leaving town.” Dean stated then flicked on the tv. I watched Mickey’s face fall.
“Oh. Okay. Uh it was nice meeting you guys.” She gave a small wave then left. I sighed and followed her. When i left my room i noticed Mickey sitting on a bench by the motel sign.
“Mickey.” I jogged over to her and she quickly ran her sweater sleeve over her face.
“What do you want Sam” she mumbled and kept her head down.
“To know your okay.” I sat down beside her.
“This is why i am a loner Sam. I get attached to easily.” She looked over at me. “We’ve only known each other for two damn days and you already know more about me than my fucking step sister.” She cussed.
“That doesn’t mean you get attached easily.” I chuckled.
“I don’t want you to go” she muttered and looked away from me.
“I will text you whenever i can.” I nudged her shoulder.
“You better. I have guns, and i will find you.” She chuckled.
“That is a pretty nice threat, i might use that one day.” I smiled.
“It sucks” she laughed.
Dean pov -19 years old-
"Go pick Sam up. I’m going on a hunt a few towns over. Stay here. You know the rules" Dad said
“Shoot first, ask questions later and watch over Sammy” i recited the rules like i always do when Dad makes me stay back from a hunt.
“I’ll be back in a few days” he picked up his duffle bag and left the hotel room.
“Whose the nerd” i chuckled looking at the girl standing beside Sammy
“Whose the douche” she glared at me.
“Dean this is Mickey, my history partner. Mickey this is my older brother Dean” Sam introduced us
“We have a history project to work on.” Mickey stated
“She’s not riding in the impala” I stated crossing my arms
“And why not?” Sammy asked
“I don’t want nerd germs in my car” i walked back to the driver side of the car “she can walk if you two are coming to the hotel” i stated and got in.
“We’re walking then” Sammy stated as him and Mickey stated walking away.
Sam pov -15 years old-
“Im sorry about him” i apologized to Mickey
“No need to apologize, if i were him i wouldn’t want a person like myself to sit in a car like that” she shrugged
“What do you mean by person like yourself?” I asked
“Geeky, pigtails, i don’t have the nicest and newest clothes. Im surprised your even working on the project with me, i usually just get the work done on my own since no one wants to work with me” She gave a sad chuckle.
“Well i don’t see a problem with how you look. And no one wanted to work with me either so i thought we could work together” i said
"Took you two long enough" Dean rolled his eyes as Mickey and I walked into the hotel room.
“No thanks to you” i heard Mickey mumble as her and i set our stuff down on the table. I chuckled and sat down.
"World War ll is now etched into my brain" Mickey rubbed her head.
“Why must we learn this anyways?” i questioned
“I don’t know but i do know i don’t need to know this for work” she chuckled as the hotel rooms door nob wiggled. The three of us in the room stood up and the last thing i expected to happen happened. “Get behind me” Mickey stood in front of both Dean and me and pulled out a gun. She pulled out a switch blade and handed it to Dean “If i tell you to stab, you better stab” she stated as the door opened. She lifted up the gun and was about to pull the trigger when i pushed her arms down.
“Don’t shoot” i said loudly
“Whats going on here” Bobby asked angrily.
“Nothing Bobby” Dean glared at Mickey and I as he handed her back her switch blade.
“You mean. Your not a demon?” She asked
“Your a hunter?” Me, Dean, and Bobby all said surprised
“N-no” Mickey stuttered and grabbed her school bag then ran out of the hotel room past Bobby.
“Who was that?” i heard Bobby ask Dean as i ran out after Mickey
“Mickey!” I yelled after her
“Leave me alone Sam” she called back. I caught up to her and stepped in front of her causing her to stop.
“Your a hunter.” I stated
“I don’t know what your talking about” she shook her head
“Demons, vampires, werewolves” i said
“How do you know about those?” She asked
“Its the family business.” I shrugged
“Your dad probably hates me now for almost shooting him” she gave a chuckle
“Bobby isn’t my dad, but he acts like it sometimes” I smiled.
“How did you get into hunting?” I asked
“My parents” she stated
“So its the family business for you too” my smile widened knowing i wasn’t the only one being dragged into the family business.
“Not really, demons possessed my dad then for some reason he stabbed my mom then stabbed himself then sorta left the body.” She sighed.
“So your alone” i said awkwardly.
“No. My older sister and her fiancé have taken me in, they don’t know about hunting or anything.” She paused “i protect them” she looked down at her feet
“Their lucky to have you then” i pulled a piece of paper out of my pocket, “do you have a pen?” I asked. She nodded and took off her book bag.
“Here” she handed me a pen
“Thanks” i took the pen and wrote my cell number down “call me, if anything happens and you need help. Or if you just want to talk” i offered
“Thank you Sam” she smiled, i nodded and smiled “i better get home, and you better get back to Dean before you catch the nerd virus” she chuckled
“You’ll be at school tomorrow right?” I asked before i walked away.
“I’ll try to be, i heard a vamp is in the next town over. Going to go take care of it.” She chuckled.
“You can’t take a vampire on your own.” I said worried.
“I’ll see you tomorrow Sam” she smiled then turned from me and jogged away.
Once i post this i will have 15 requests. -i have major writers block-
Sorry to hear ‘bout the bad day, hope this makes you smile! :)
I woke up to the sound of smashing glass and ran to the kitchen. “Not again.” Gabriel sighed as he stared down at the broken wine glass on the floor.
“Need to work on your landing” i smirked and placed my hands on my hips.
“Your kitchen is just so small” he started to pick up the glass.
“Not really no. This is a normal sized kitchen for an apartment” i chuckled.
“Well then” he rolled his eyes playfully.
“Careful you don’t cut yo-” Gabriel let out a higher pitched than usual squeak “i’ll get a bandaid” i shook my head to myself as i walked to my bathroom “throw the wine glass in the garbage!” I instructed as i walked into the bathroom and began looking for bandaids.
“I don’t need a bandaid.” Gab jogged to the bathroom.
“You just cut yourself” i stated
“Hello… Angel” he smirked and showcased his face. I slapped his arm lightly while holding in a giggle. “Oh hey, guess where i came from” he smiled brightly
“Uhh paris?” I guessed, he shook his head. “New york?” I guessed again. He groaned slightly and shook his head. “Heaven?” I sighed
“No. I just got back from Broward County” he smiled
“Winchesters again?” I chuckled
“Yeah, how’d you know?” He asked
“They told me they were going on a hunt if i needed anything. Then Sam called me and told me it was the trickster” i poked Gab’s chest.
“Guilty is charged” he laughed and wrapped his arms around my waist and began to back out of the bathroom.
“Where are we going?” I questioned
“Well i obviously woke you so, i thought i’d make some coffee” he smiled as we got back to the kitchen where a cup of hot coffee was sitting on the counter next to a box of chocolates.
“Chocolates?” I raised an eyebrow
“I heard you had a bad day yesterday” he looked me in the eyed. “Sorry i wasn’t here” he sighed
“You’re here now though” i stood on my toes and kissed him. “Thank you for the coffee and chocolates” i smiled.
“Anything for my love” he kissed my forehead.
I will be making the sister older than in the Sam one. (Y/n) is a year younger than Dean
I jolted awake, i sat up in my make shift bed on the couch and looked around. Making sure Sam and Dean were still sleeping i walked to the small motel bathroom and shut the door a crack. I looked at myself in the mirror and sighed, that time of the year once again. I wiped my tears away with the palm of my hand. “(Y/n)” the door started to open so i stepped out of the way and let it open all the way.
“Hey big bro” i forced a smile “sorry if i woke you” i apologized
“Nah, you didn’t wake me, Sam’s snoring did” he chuckled “You alright?” He questioned. I shrugged
“Yup, just a nightmare” i reached my left arm up and held my right shoulder.
“Was it about mom again?” He questioned. I nodded and he walked towards me and pulled me into his arm.
“It’s been 13 years and i still have nightmares same day every year since it happened.” I sniffled slightly
“I still have them too and i’m 17” Dean grabbed the back of my shirt into a fist.
“I miss her Dean” i felt the tears start to fall.
“I know you do, i do too” he pulled away and pulled some hair out of my face.
“You were crying.” I stated as i finally realized his eyes were blood shot.
“So were you” he ran his hands over his face.
“Guys?” I looked over behind Dean and saw Sam rubbing his eyes.
“Sam, whaddya doing up?” I questioned as i turned off the bathroom light so Sam couldn’t tell Dean and i were crying.
“You guys woke me up.” Sam groaned
“Sorry Sammy, just discussing adult stuff. Head back to bed” Dean stepped out of the bathroom and ruffled Sam’s hair.
“You guys never tell me anything” Sam yawned but headed back to bed.
“I’m going to head back to bed to” i yawned slightly.
“You can sleep in my bed, i’ll take the couch” I saw Dean smile slightly as he turned and walked to the couch.
“Can you uhh… Can you sleep on the bed with me?” I questioned awkwardly as i walked towards the bed “i don’t want to be alone” i mumbled as Dean met me at the foot of the bed.
“Same thing every year” Dean chuckled sadly as he walked to one side of the bed and i walked to the other, he slipped into bed.
“Shut up. You’re happy when i ask.” I rolled my eyes to myself and got into bed with my back facing Dean’s.
“It’s always the highlight of my early morning conversations” he laughed
“Shut up both of you and let me sleep” Sam threw a pillow from his bed and it hit me in the face
“I’m going to kill you Sam” i started to sit up “but tomorrow. I’m too tired now” i laid back down as i threw the pillow back at Sam.
Happy 36. Birthday :)
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I’ve read this imagine on a different blog, i’m going to try and make it different.
I stood in the small room in the church staring at myself in the full length mirror. “I can’t do this” i sighed to myself.
“Now the (y/n) i knew wouldn’t back down to anything” i turned towards the door and saw Dean walking in.
“Winchester” i smiled and walked towards him.
“Hey” he forced a smile.
“Whats wrong?” I asked worried as he looked up and down at my dress.
“Nothing, you’re getting married” he motioned for me to turn around. “I’m happy” he forced a wider smile.
“Dean.” I sighed
“(Y/n)” his eyes flickered away from mine.
“I love Derek.” I said, trying to convince myself
“I’m sure you do” he chuckled and walked past me and to the window bench.
“I do Dean” i said then sat down at the chair in front of the small desk and turned towards Dean.
“I know you (y/n) I know the way you act. The way you lie” he chuckled softly “and you my dear, are lying to yourself” he sighed at me
“I’m not ‘your dear’ Dean.” I mumbled “not anymore”
“We could try again.” Dean stood up from the bench and walk to me.
“I’m getting married Dean” looked down at my lap.
“Tell me something. How many people did you personally invite. How many people out there can’t you stand but invited them because your little boy toy wanted them here.” Dean’s shoes came into view
“I personally invited two people. And i know all those people out there” i stated and Dean kneeled down in front of me and smiled up at me “You’ve gotta stop this Dean” i shook my head and sighed. “You’re killing me” i looked him in the eyes.
“Only because you’re letting me” he smirked
“I’m getting married and there is nothing you can do about it” i stated.
“The impala is parked right outside and Sam is ready to drive. We can get outta here. Just say yes.” He placed his hands over mine
“Dean” i shook my head
“You’re a hunter and you know it, hell i know you tell him you go on business trips every second weekend just so you can find a hunt and kill something” he stated
“How’d you know that” my eyes widened
“Lucky guess” he smirked “come on (y/n), you know you aren’t as happy with him as you were with me” he urged. I nodded shamefully, it’s the truth.
“What do i do Dean. Theres a lot of people here waiting to watch Derek and i get married” i sighed
“Leave a note and the ring” Dean stood up and held my ring in front of my face.
“How the hell…” I looked down at my hands then back up at him confused
“Write the note” Dean took a piece of paper out of his jacket along with a pen, and set the items on the desk
“One condition.” I stood up.
“And that would be?” Dean raised a brow. I reached up and grabbed the top of his tie and pulled his head right next to mine.
“Come after me next time i run” i whispered in his ear then kissed his cheek. I turned towards the desk and began to write down some bullshit on why i couldn’t marry Derek. I decided against just writing ‘i don’t love you and i’m running away to hunt supernatural beings with my ex boyfriend and his brother’ instead i wrote how i loved Derek as a brother and not a husband and that i was sorry it took so long for me to realize.
“Ready?” Dean placed the ring on the desk next to the note.
“I can sneak out the kitchen. Meet me round back” i smiled excitedly.
“Its good you have you back” Dean smiled and planted a kiss onto my lips.
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