Dean Winchester, love story,
Y/n: previous stripper that was saved by the Winchesters. She became a hunter for the same reason, because she wanted to repay the favor to others.
When things start to go down that put all hunters in danger. dean and...
I wake up to the banging on the motel room door. Looking around I see my 'date' had already left as I get up. Stretching my arms, I see my naked body in the mirror. I hear the banging again but this time I respond. "Give me a second!" The knocking stops as I head into my bathroom grabbing my silk black robe. Pulling it on as I head to the door opening it to see a familiar face.
"Dean?" I saw tying my robe together tightly as he examines me. I raise my brow as he clears his throat.
"Hey, y/n." He said blankly as I offered him inside. He graciously accepted thanking me as me and him both sat down.
"Where's sam?" I say as I relax into the seat. "Went to go talk to some hunters a couple states over. That's actually why I came to talk to you." I stay quiet nodding softly as I wait for him to finish. "Someone, or something, is killing hunters. And we think they might be coming after you next."
I just freeze. Why is something after me? And other hunters-.. my heart beat quickens as I pick up a bottle of alcohol. I pour me a glass as I offer one to Dean which he agrees. Taking back the whiskey like a shot I groan at the burning sensation down my throat. Dean sips his as he can see the worry on my face.
"Hey, everything is going to be fine. " I nod as I feel my stomach knot up. I look into his eyes as he takes a sip of the whiskey. All I can think about was that night after he saved me.
•flashback•
-Setting- Strip club, 2,am
I smile hugging Sam as I thank him. He pats my back gently as my heels clack standing on my tippy toes. I remove my arms from him as I look at dean. His green eyes burning into me. I blush slightly as I hug him whispering into his ear. "How can I repay you for saving me?"
I hear a soft chuckle escape his lips as he looks at me. Even with my heels just a tad shorter than him as he glared into my eyes. "I'm sure you can think of a reason."
After saying bye to Sam dean decided he wanted to stay behind for drinks. I sat at the bar with him my heels clacking against the metal barstool legs. Crossing my legs I place the tinny straw of my drink along my tongue taking a sip teasingly. He sips his whiskey as he looks at me.
"So, what do you plan to do after this." He said looking down before his burning, lustful glaze looks back at mine.
"Maybe do what you two do, hunt." I say as he chuckles slightly tipping back his glass. "Trust me, you don't want this job." I place my hand along his shoulder running it down his arm as I look at him. I sit down my glass as he inches closer. Just as his lips brushed against mine the door flung open. My boss.
"Oh! Sorry agent, y/n..I came to close up" She said looking at me intensely. I blush looking away as dean tips back his cup drinking the rest. I smile finishing mine as we walk to his car.
"So, will this be the last I see you." I said with a smirk along my lips.
"Highly doubt it." He handed me his number on a small business card as he smirked smugly. "If you really want to become a hunter, call me for anything you want to know." I nod planting a small kiss along his cheek as I smile.
"Keep in touch, dean"
•end of flashback•
I blush looking at him as he tightens a grip around my hand. "Y/n, if you need a place to stay while we figure this-" Quickly cut off by the sound of glass breaking broke my concentration on him. I reach under the table where we was sitting at pulling out a gun. Dean pulls out what seems to be a knife as a man rolls into the room. Looking at him closely is when I noticed it.
Black eyes.
Dean slashed the knife forward just barely missing the man barreling at him. The man hits the inner corner of deans elbow making the knife rebound out of his hand. Pushing dean with a fight against the wall as he holds his arm into his neck. Groaning he strains out a few words. "Y/n.. the... knife." I quickly run grabbing the knife as I rush towards the man. Stabbing the knife into him a flash of orange-ish light radiated from his eyes as he fell to the ground.
Dean coughs as I lookat him with worry. He looks at me before grinning as he held his neck. "Thanks." I bent down grabbing the knife wiping the blood along my robe.
"Dont mention it," I said with a stiff laugh as I look into his eyes "now that place you mentioned." I smiled at him with a cheeky smile as he nods.
