[ COMPLETE ] Vanessa Monroe was just a regular girl, who worked a regular job in a regular old restaurant, in a quiet Irish town.
That is until one day she ends up in a whole new universe.
A very 'supernatural' universe.
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fem!oc x sam winchester
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For most of her life, Vanessa had gotten well used to packages arriving at her doorstep, her online shopping addiction had struck hard during lockdown. However, now that she was in a whole different world, she had gotten used to not receiving anything other than her monthly Irish gift boxes from Balthazar or Crowley.
That was until she started receiving Leviathan heads from Bobby, Rufus or even Garth, all of whom had prayed for Balthazar who was less than happy at having to play delivery angel for anyone other than Vanessa.
"Some more heads for you, dear." Balthazar said as he dumped a rather soggy looking box onto the library table, one that had thankfully been covered with a sheet as to not get ruined by Leviathan goo.
"My favourite part of the week." Vanessa mumbled unenthusiastically as she got to her feet and opened the box, scrunching up her nose at the sight within. "Lovely."
"Which one is it this time?" Sam asked curiously, and not at all jealous of Vanessa's new role of Leviathan identifier.
"Uh, it looks like the real estate lady and her assistant." Vanessa said, a little more chipper now as she stared down at the lifeless head of Joyce Bickleebee, the Leviathan real estate agent and her assistant George.
"You seem almost... happy?" Sam questioned as Vanessa closed the closed the box, sliding it away from her and heading to her whiteboard to cross the names off her list of known and somewhat important Leviathans, which was slowly getting shorter as more and more heads where being dropped off.
"Well, killing her means a good few people will live." Vanessa replied, remembering the episode with the cursed objects, the ballet shoes standing out to her most as she seemed to recall Dean touching them and getting a sudden urge to, quote, Prince Seigfried himself into oblivion.
But now that Joyce was dead, episode sixteen was unlikely to happen given that she wouldn't be around to kill the pawn shop owners mother, therefore he wouldn't go off and start selling all her cursed objects. Meaning those who had originally bought them, would live. A real win, if anyone asked Vanessa... They'd solved that case without it ever having to start.
Although she may send Bobby or Rufus to collect those cursed objects and bring them here, that way it'll be guaranteed that they never hurt anyone again. But in the meantime, it was back to planning how to go about taking down Dick Roman and the rest of his little Leviathan crew.
After bidding Balthazar goodbye, and supplying him with some scones she'd baked earlier, Vanessa stood with her arms folded, looking at her Leviathan whiteboard. Which happened to look a little something like this:
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"Only three names left to cross off." Sam said rather proudly as he stepped up next to Vanessa, his arms also folded as he glanced at her whiteboard.
"Those are just the ones I can remember..." Vanessa sighed out, running her hand through her thick curls before she leaned her head against Sam's arm. "What we really need to do is take out Dick Roman, you know, cut the head off the snake."
