Supernatural One Shots And Imagines!

Imagine 7 - Pain and beer!

(A/N)

Hiya, my little Demons! 

I'm also gonna make a one shot for this story, aimed directly at Tyna. same story line and everything... So head on to the next chapter if you want to read just Tyna! x

 This is basically where you are the bartender, you meet Dean and go on a hunt where you end up hurt! 

Here ya are! 

Kayla xoxoxoxoxoxoxox

You placed a glass down on the bar infront of another drunk. "Thanks, hotstuff!" He winked. It took all you had to refrain yourself from breaking his nose.

The door of the old bar swung open. A man with light brown hair and charming green eyes took a seat in the corner. You quickly walked out to offer him a drink. "Can I getcha anything?"
The man looked up at you from his notes. "Something strong please, and how long has this place had table service?" you just shrug and walk back to the bar.
You return with a whiskey and take a tiny look at his notes. Demons... Spirits... Shifters... You had some experience with the 'hunters' but you had never heard of a djinn. It then hit you he was a hunter. You had managed to escape the life and you never wanted to see it again, so you simply walk away.
You looked up at the clock... Shift over. You went to the bathroom and got changed before buying a quick drink and sitting in the booth beside the hunter.
The drink was downed quickly, the man smirked at you while you sat back looking down twitter.
***
You finished your drink and headed out to the car, which you were stupid enough to park in an ally. Who does that?
A man stood beside your car. "Hey." He looked up. "Get away from my car." you demanded. His lips curled into a grin and before.you knew it you were pinned to a wall. You immediately kneed him in the stomach, he barely moved. You looked into his eyes and saw them turn black. The man or demon began punching you over and over. Reaching for your boot you manage to remove a knife. It wasn't gonna do anything, just distract him.
You thrusted the knife into jis shoulder and he fell back. "Ouchy, that hurts!"
The exorcism you did didn't work. "Shit!" You mumbled. The man stood up and walked over to you. "You've been out the business a long time (Y/N), Haven't you?" He tormenting voice said in your ear. "Well you see, we learned a few tricks in that time."
You felt a sharp pain in your lower abdomen and when you looked down, blood was pouring out.
Two men ran around the corner. Your hearing began to fade and your sight blur. You felt a pair of strong arms pick you up and take you away.
***
You shot awake in a hospital, gasping for clear air. you looked to your left and saw the same guy you saw in the bar. "Easy, there!" He said and helped you lay down properly. He walked over to the door. "Don't." You said. "I hate hospitals... Nurses even more so." He smiled and walked away from the door and sat. 

"What's your name, princess?" 

"(Y/F/N), what about you?"

"Dean Winchester." You had heard of the winchesters before you quit hunting. 

"Winchester? As in John Winchester?" He nodded. "My dad had some experience with him. Claimed he hated him."

"Wouldn't be the first." He stated. "So, your a hunter?" 

"Was." You said. "Maybe am again."