Supernatural Preference and Imagines

Meeting the Winchesters Pt 2

The ride was full of Sam giving directions and pulling through your weapons to get some for the both of you. Once you arrived San jumped out and ran to the back to sneak in. You crept your way in through the front door. Immediately you spotted a man tied to a support beam in the side of the room. His shirt was torn up but no blood was visible on his body. Running over to him you cut through the rope and pulled him away from the beam. Since he was alone you immediately figured it must be Dean. Using all your strength you pulled him to the door when you jumped and almost dropped Dean. It was a gunshot and then complete silence.

Pushing your body harder than ever you rushed Dean out to the car and payed him in he backseat. You got your gun ready and ran back inside. Rounding the corner you found Sam laying on the ground and struggling to get up. His left arm had three large gashes in it and his gun in the other. "Don't worry, I got it." Sam said gasping for air and pointing to the dead dog now lying on the ground a few feet away. "Where's Dean? Did you why him?" Sam pulled himself up. "He's fine and in the car but Sam you gotta be stitched up. C'mon I'll help at the motel." Running over to do your part to help him you got him to the car where dean was woken up.

"So you must be a hunter." Dean stated with a cocky attitude, he was clearly mad at the both of you. "Yeah I covers this case. How you feelin?" You glanced back at him with your face full of fear and concern. "Fine. SAMMY!! What were you thinking ignoring me?!" Dean was pissed and you jumped at his sudden change of tone. "Sorry, Dean, I was talking at the motel with (y/n) here and I figured you were just at a bar." "Whatever." Dean's attitude showed he was done talking. "(Y/n), let's hope you can stitch up Sammy here because I just want to sleep!" Dean patted Sam on the shoulder, causing Sam to wince at the pain and his nose crinkle.

2 hours had passed and you had finished patching up Sam. Dean was passed out on one of the beds with a beer next to him. The whole room was silent for a good ten minutes before Sam spoke up. "Hey, (y/n), do uhh you wanna come and maybe stay with us for a while? We live in this secret bunker and I'll talk to Dean and maybe we can work something out?" He rubbed his neck as he finished the sentence. "I'd love that, Sam!" You were so excited and he blushed a little. You smiled big and Sam chuckled. "Screw it" Sam mumbled under his breath. Before you could respond his warm lips were on yours in a gentle kiss. You didn't hesitate in returning the kiss and smiling into it. You both pulled away smiling. He pulled you closer, you layer your head on his chest and he laid his head on yours. "I've been wanting to do that all night." Sam said with a smile. "Well I'm glad you finally did!" You said looking up at him.

"Yea you can stay with us (y/n). I don't need Sammy throwing a fit like a baby if I say no." Dean mumbled now into the pillow. You and Sam turned surprised he was awake. You just giggled and turned back to Sam, falling asleep in his arms.

A/N- This is my first time ever writing so hope you like! Open for requests and will do my absolute best!