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One hand on the steering wheel, and one intertwined with (Name)'s, Sam smiled at her, nodding his head to the beat. She grinned and tapped her foot against the floor of the Impala. Dean sprung up from the backseat, not even a broken foot stopping him from singing along. (Name) laughed, leaning over in her seat to give her boyfriend a gentle kiss on the cheek. He winked at her an continued his drive to Bobby's. ~ “You did not just do that!” (Name) shouted in surprise, wiping the snow from her face. “Well, there's no one else out here.” Sam replied with a smirk. She scrunched up her face in the way Sam always found ado

When Dean heard the screams coming from his sister's room, he didn't think twice about grabbing his gun and kicking down her door. She was lying face down on her bed, cocooned by her different assortment of blankets. It was obvious she was still breathing. “(Name)?” Dean asked panicked as he inched closer to her bed. (Name) Flipped over and untangled herself from the warmth. She kicked her feet up and down onto her bed violently. “Go away!” She screamed and grabbed her alarm clock, chucking it at her older brother's head. Ducking just in time before it hit, Dean frowned and cautiously perched on the very edge of (Na

Danny was the kids name. Captain of the football team, one of Sam's friends. (Name) had met him at one of his football games that Sam took her to. They exchanged phone numbers and the phone bill went up that month. When he took (Name) to dinner, Dean was ordered by Sam to sit down before he popped a blood vessel. She came back with a large smile and a cheeseburger for Dean, so he calmed down somewhat. He didn't care what Sammy said, he did not over react when (Name) told him they were dating. ASKING FOR BACKGROUND INFORMATION IS NOT OVERREACTING! When (Name) planned to go the boy's house for a movie, Dean gave her 'the talk.' Which bas

Contrary to popular belief, Dean Winchester did cry. Unfortunately, you had been the one to usually witness it. You use the term witness loosely. A better wording would be, accidentally stumble upon the scene and stay while undetected. Basically, you kinda spied on Dean while he cried. You were a tough girl, you were a hunter, a force to be reckoned with. Not even the movie Old Yeller had made you cry, which in turn, Sam called you a heartless bastard and went outside to cry. But if there was one thing that would break your heart, it would be hearing Dean Winchester cry. So, when you were sitting at the table in the bunker, across from De

"We're never going to make it in time!" You yelled, trying to keep up with Sam's fast pace. "Yes we will, come on!" He replied and grasped your hand, pulling you along. Sam had bought you tickets to go see your favorite band performing in California for the first time ever. It was located about 2 miles off of campus, right after class. Knowing traffic would suck, you and Sam decided to walk to the performance. Fresh out of class and rushing to get to the concert within 10 minutes, you realized how lucky Sam was to have such long legs. You stumbled quite a bit, ruining the toe of your shoes. Sam was practically dragging you by now. How you

You and the boys were on a hunt and the only link you seemed to find was that everyone was drowning, which was baffling. You thought nothing of this when you decided to take a shower. The water was lovely and warm and you closed your eyes to wash your hair but you opened them when the drain started to bubble up, the water stopped flowing down the drain. You quickly turned to water off, but that didn’t seem to matter. The water rose fast and defied all laws of physics. Naturally the water should just run out. You tried to open the door and when it wouldn’t budge you screamed for Sam, attempting to break the glass. Sam burst thr

Hypothermia (Dean x Reader) "(Name) look out!" You spun around at the sound of Dean's voice, just in time to get punched in the stomach with enough force to send you flying. Your back slammed into a tree, sending snow and pine needles tumbling down onto you. You landed in a heap in a snowdrift, gasping for air. "(Name)!" You heard Sam yell from somewhere in front of you, followed by the sound of a gunshot. You groaned, pushing yourself to your feet just as Dean slid to a stop beside you. "Are you okay?" He asked, grabbing your arms. You shrugged him off, nodding. "I'm fine. What are you doing kneeling in the snow? You're going to freeze

Slamming your locker shut and hauling your backpack over your shoulder, you sighed. It was finally the end of the school day, and nearly the end of your senior year. After graduation, you could finally hunt. You had known Sam and Dean for years. When you were twelve, a ghost had attached itself to you, harming anyone who came into contact with you. Your parents kicked you out from pure fear and told you to never come back, and you spent weeks on the streets, avoiding all possible interaction. Until Sam and Dean. Within a day they figured out what was wrong and took down the spirit. When you refused to go back to your parents or with social

Did you hear him right? "What?" You asked in disbelief. Dean laced his fingers with yours. "I said I'm done hunting, I'm done." It took him a moment to say those words, but once he did, the weight of the world was gone. It was like he could finally see clearly. "R-really?" "Really." Dean nodded and wrapped an arm around you, pulling you close. "You can live with me if you want." You offered. "I mean it. I would love it if you were here." You explained with a faint blush. Dean's smile was assuring, he took brought your fingers up to his mouth and placed a soft kiss on them. "I'd love to." Dean would always remember the smile on your face. T

The Impala came to a stop, stirring Sam from his previously peaceful sleep. He rubbed a hand over his eyes and looked to his older brother. “Where are we?” “Maybe if you hadn’t been sleeping for the past four hours you’d know!” Dean joked, sliding out of the car. “I’ll be right back.” Once his eyes adjusted to the light Sam started to recognize their surroundings, and a frown pulled on his lips. He watched as Dean disappeared into a flower shop. When Dean entered the brightly decorated store, the woman behind the counter flashed him a friendly smile. She looked to be somewhere in her fort