Supernatural Oneshots

Reputation

My chest is puffed out as I walk, my music blasting in my eyes and my knife resting against my hip in the holster I use for my phone. I feel eyes on me as I stride past everyone. I'm not exactly the outcast in this town, nearly everyone knows who I am cause of my reputation of showing up at the wrong places at the right times to save peoples sorry asses.

No one in this town can fight or save themselves for their fucking lives, and that's where I come in. Y/N L/N, the saviour of this small, middle of nowhere town in Texas.

As I walk I see a new car out of the corner of my eye that makes me take a few steps backwards so I can check it out. It's a 67 Impala, I see someone passed out in the passengers seat and I roll my eyes. I start walking again and pass a newbie in town, tall, long hair, rather handsome looking and he's checking me out as I pass him.

I throw my hair over my shoulder and put my head high, chest puffed out once again, accentuating my breasts as I walk past him. He stops and turns around to watch me as I walk away from him, I turn my head over my shoulder and give him a soft wave before I turn back around and continue.

I round the corner and see my favourite diner and make a bee line for it, I take my earbuds out as I enter and see, Caroline, the waitress who serves me every time I come here. We've become good friends and we often head to the clubs in the next town over to raise some hell.

"Y/N/N, how are you?" Caroline asks me and I give her a tight hug.

"Pretty good, there are some new hotties in town, one's got long hair, I put my dibs on him," I say to her and we both laugh as I sit down in my usual booth.

"The usual for you then?"

"Yes ma'am, you're the best," I say to her with a warm smile.

Caroline touches my hand that's resting on the table and she says, "I know, that's why you love me."

I laugh at what she said as she walks away, a sway in her hips as she passes the guy she has a crush on, Tom Baker, he's the town mechanic and Caroline, well, she's got a soft spot for car guys.

Caroline returns with my usual meal and a coffee as the door bell goes off and we both turn to face if, two tall handsome men have entered.

"Is that them?" Caroline asks me as we stare at them looking around the diner.

"Yep, one on the right is mine," I say as they walk over to us.

"They're coming over, Y/N!" Caroline says in a panic.

"Lin, relax," I giggle as she goes a deep red on her cheeks as the two men stop at my booth.

"Hello, are you Y/N L/N?" The shorter one asks me.

"That's me, who are you?"

"Dean, this is my brother Sam," the shorter one introduces and I give the tall one a warm smile.

"This is Caroline Briggs, she can show you to a table if you want," I say giving Caroline a tap on the shoulder and start to eat my food.

The tall one, Sam, slips into the booth opposite me and I give him a death glare.

"She doesn't like to be bothered when she eats," Caroline says trying to get them to leave me alone.

Sam looks at Caroline and ignores what she said before he turns back to me while Dean gets Caroline to show him to a table.

"We need your help, we heard you're the best hunter around here," Sam says to me as I continue to eat like he isn't there.

I glance up at him and roll my eyes, it makes being a bitch a whole lot harder when he's hot.

"So, please?" Sam asks me.

I stab my food a little harder and give him another glare while my fork stands upright by itself, "you heard Caroline, talk to me when I'm done eating, now get goin."

Sam doesn't budge, I ignore him and continue to eat and watch as Caroline brings two mugs and a pot of coffee to the table she showed Dean to. I finish my breakfast ten minutes later and Sam has ordered some food for himself and has made himself at home at my booth. It pisses me off majorly but it's too early to be annoyed fully.

"The fuck are y'all hunting?" I ask suddenly and abruptly.

Sam chokes on his food as he realises I asked him a question.

"We're hunting a rougarou apparently, our friend told us there was one out here and to talk to you," Sam explains.

"First of all, I killed that son of a bitch days ago and second of all, who is this friend?"

Sam looks defeated, they probably drove all the way here just to find nothing.

"Garth?"

"Ugh him, he's not a friend of mine," I groan and sip my second cup of coffee.

"Who is he to you then?" Sam pokes.

"He's none of your damn business."

Sam backs off once he hears the anger in my voice and I look over to see Caroline flirting with Dean and going bright red as he flirts back with her. She's gotten over her crush quickly, that's what she does though, I can't fault her for it honestly, I did the same before shit went haywire.

"We know who you are, we've seen you back in Kansas when you're working a case, the whole town knows who you are, here and back where we're from, you're some what of a legend," Sam explains, trying to get me to help them.

"That so?"

Sam nods and hums as he finishes his food.

"What's telling me that meant to achieve, Winchester?" I ask, Sam's face riddled with shock considering I was never told his last name.

They're the only Sam and Dean hunters in Kansas so, "it's not hard to figure out who you are Sammy, you're well known."

Sam goes red as he realises that he's just as well known as I am.

"And I must say you live up to the good looks I've been hearing about, doesn't mean I'm gonna help you with whatever it is you need," I say with a tinge of bitterness in my voice.

Sam raises an eyebrow at me and tilts his head slightly.

Damn he's hot and adorable.

"Is that so? I can think of a way I could convince you," Sam says with a smirk and now it's my turn to go red for the first time in years.

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