Supernatural Imagines: Book Two

Your Savior (dean winchester)

Pairing: Cop!Dean Winchester x Female!Reader

Warnings: angst, being taken hostage at gunpoint, fearful of your life

Summary: You have a little bakery that is your pride and joy and a boyfriend on the police force who you're so proud of. He doesn't have a lot of dangerous cases until one day, three gunmen decide to take a bank hostage. A bank that is a couple of blocks from your bakery.

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You have to bake two dozen cupcakes, a two-tier cake, and a half dozen cookies before the end of the day and you're working as hard as you can to get that done. You have flour on your apron and face, quiet music is playing from your speaker, and you have your hands elbow-deep in a bowl of batter.

The bell on the front door rings signalling someone walked into your bakery store, and you try to peek out of the room to see who it is.

"I'll be right with you!" you call out. "Give me one minute!" The person doesn't wait for you to come out to them so they walk into the kitchen. You're about to yell at them when you see who it is. "Dean!"

"Hey, sweetheart," he grins.

Dean is a respected cop that everyone knows. He has been on the force since eighteen, and he's only gone up from there. He walks behind the counter and kisses you even though some of the flour gets on his face.

"What are you doing here?"

"What, I can't stop by my girlfriend's bakery?" You raise an eyebrow at him and he laughs. "No, I just wanted to say hi on my break."

"Hi," you smile. "Today has been hectic and I haven't been open for nearly an hour. I just got this big order in for a birthday party this weekend. I'm trying to get as much as I can done so I don't have to do it later."

"Where's Maria?"

"Coming in late. She has a sick kid at home, and her husband won't be able to pick him up until after ten."

"I was going to take you out for lunch but I can come here."

"No, Maria can hold down the fort for an hour. I'd love to go out to lunch with you."

"Okay." He grabs one of the fresh muffins you made and takes out a ten dollar bill which he sets on the counter. "I'll be back at twelve."

"Hey, I don't need your money."

"It's stealing. I'm a cop. I uphold the law," he grins. He leans down and kisses you. "I love you."

"I love you, too!"

Right before Maria shows up, your bakery filled with customers who are hungry for your sweets. With her at the register, you can focus on the big order which you're almost done making the batter for. This whole bakery idea is all because of Dean. When you two were in high school, he encouraged you to continue bake. The school held a bunch of bake-offs which you participated in, and everyone fell in love with your food.

Starting junior year of high school, you started selling your baked goods for cheap until you got orders from practically everyone. His family owned a section of a building in the mall for their seasonal work, so they let you use it when they weren't. When Dean became a cop, you made cookies and cupcakes for all the officers in the office.

Being a cop is something you wished Dean didn't pursue because it's a very dangerous job, and you're always worried that he's not going to come home. He's mostly a beat cop who does a lot of desk work and will occasionally do the big things like drug busts and hostage situations but those are far in between.