Supernatural one shots

John Winchester- Mom?

I knocked on the door to the danky motel room, waiting for an answer. They knew I was coming so I was hoping I wouldn't have a gun pointed to my head this time. Long story short, I'm a huntress. A huntress/Babysitter that is. John winchester needed someone to help him with his two boys. He needed someone he could trust. Me.

I had known John ever since he became a hunter. I was the one who picked him up off his feet when he was an emotional wreck after Mary died. I helped him get his life back on track, and I helped him raise Dean and Sam, who were like my own kids now, even though I knew I'd never replace their mom, I wanted to be there for them.

The door opened a crack, and I had holy water splashed on my face. I scrunched up my nose. "Really Dean?" I asked, and wiped it off. Next, a silver rod poked my arm, and again, had no effect. "Dean. Come on," I said, giving him my best bitchface. Dean smiled sheepishly, and let me in, giving me a hug. "Hey Y/N," He said.

I chuckled, and hugged the twelve year old back, ruffling his hair, while seven year old Sammy popped up from behind the couch and rushed over, hugging my leg. "Y/N!" He cheered, and I smiled, hugging him as well. "Hey Sammy kinz," I chuckled. "Did yer daddy leave already?" I asked, looking around.

"He just left. He told us you'd be here any minute though," Dean informed me, and I nodded. "Sweet. So watcha wanna do?" I asked, plopping onto the couch with Sam still on my lap. "Dean pursed his lips together. "Oh! Can we go to the car show? Please please please Y/N? Dad said there was gonna be an automobile show today and tomorrow!"

I laughed. "Of course you'd wanna go see your precious cars huh?" I teased. "Dean can show me too!" Sam chimed in, his high pitched voice making me grin. "Alright, lemme just call yer daddy and make sure it's ok," I said, and pulled out my large black phone, dialing John's number. He picked up before it even had a chance to ring.

"Y/N? Is everything ok? Are you guys ok? Should I come back?" He spoke quickly. I chuckled. "John, we're fine you dork. Dean just asked if we could go to the auto show and I wanted to make sure it was ok with you," I said calmly. John sighed. "Uh...I dunno Y/N.." He mumbled. "Oh Come on Johnny boy! It'll be fun! I'll take good care of them,"

There was a pause. "I know you will Y/N..Alright sure, just make sure you're back before dark," He said. "Great. See you later alligator," I grinned, and John gave a small rare chuckle. "After a while Crocodile," He said, and we hung up. "Sorry boys," I mumbled, feigning sadness. The two brothers looking up at me with sad eyes.

"Gotcha! He said yes!" I laughed, and hugged them both. "Ahh! Let go!" Sammy giggled, and Dean laughed also, as I finally free'd them. "Alright come on. Dean yer gonna have to tell me where this thing is," I spoke, as I made sure my weapons where in my pockets, and that the boys couldn't see them.

"It's only a few blocks away! I saw it on the way here! Let's gooo!" Dean exclaimed eagerly. I chuckled, and nodded to him. He grinned and grabbed Sam's hand, dragging him out of the motel room. I followed quickly, and locked the door, watching them bicker about which car was the coolest. Of course Dean would say the 67' Chevy Impala.

When we arrived at the auto show, there where tons of people. I was slightly on edge, because I wasn't too fond of crowds. Anything could happen right under someone's nose in a large crowd. I kept my eyes glued to Sam and Dean at all times, holding both their hands, as we weaved through the people, and managed to catch sight of all the cars parked in the big lot.

The three of us spent a good hour, testing the seats of the cars, talking with people about the engines, and much to Sam's amusement, honk the horns. "Are you two getting hungry?" I asked, seeing it was around lunch time. "Yea," They both spoke at the same time. I opened my mouth to speak, but a man walked over.