Supernatural Imagines

Evacuate the Dancefloor (Winchesters x Reader)

Summary: The boys and Y/N are on a case that contains God-like power. They possess people to dance until they die or reveal a secret. The boys and Y/N will only find that out when they use themselves as bait to attract the God. Based on the song, Evacuate the Dancefloor by Cascada.

Y/N and the Winchesters were on a hunt that wasn't going that smooth. They had no idea why random deaths kept happening and it was starting to cause more news to go around. People were starting to get scared. Some people decided on a curfew for the kids.

Y/N and Sam were hitting the books again. "So you guys think hitting the books is going to do us any good? We've been sitting here for almost a week with nada!" Dean exclaimed. "I can't keep being inside this motel room." He says.

Sam looked at Dean. He chucked the Impala keys at him. "Go get us some grub then. We're gonna be here awhile." He huffed. He wasn't surprised Dean didn't want to do research. He got bored easily. Sam knew he could count on Y/N because she seemed to have no problem researching with him.

Dean rolled his eyes but took them anyway. He found it as his way out of it. He hummed as he went to a nearby restaurant. He saw the bar next door and realized that it was the bar that all the people kept getting attacked at. He texted Sam, "I think I found something." He sent.

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"The bar, it's right here in front of us. We've been so blind to see it." He explained back at the motel room as he watched Sam and Y/N take in the new information.

"So why haven't we been able to see anything up until now?" Y/N asked them. Sam thought in silence before both brothers looked at one another knowingly. "What?" Y/N asked, not getting their secret silent language.

"We may be dealing with a God. It's a long shot but it could explain why we haven't been exactly seeing everything." He admits to her. "The people here are strange too." He added lowly.

"So is this the way of us being lured in?" Y/N asked them. "We... we can't do this." She says.

"There isn't a 'can't'." Dean told her. "We're doing this. And you're gonna do it." He ordered her, pointing a finger in her direction.

"Dont start to get all bossy with me, dude." Y/N snapped.

"We need to figure out a way to get close to them and what exactly to kill them with." Sam says, ignoring the bickering Dean and Y/N had done.

"Okay, you two research on the Gods and I'll head on over to the bar." Dean says, on his way to grab his jacket.

"You're not going anywhere until we have something remotely close." Sam told Dean. Dean groaned. He sat back down next to Sam as Y/N and Sam pulled up God lore on their devices.

"This is so boring." Dean says after awhile of them researching. Y/N looked to the clock. It had only been an hour. He started to hum Metallica and drum on the table to keep himself entertained. After a few songs, he ditched the idea and sat back. He started to make fake fart noises with his mouth.

"Dean, c'mon!" Y/N says, annoyed.

"What?!" Dean says. "I'm bored! Let's just go to the damn bar and we'll figure it out from there! Play it by ear. Maybe we'll catch something." He says.

Sam sighed as he leaned back in his chair. He looked at the pair. "Maybe he's right, Y/N." He suddenly says.

Y/N's eyes widened. "You're not serious. Are you, Sam?" She asked him in disbelief.

"Yes. We'll bring the essentials. This bar may have more clues once we go inside of it." Sam says.

"Or it could be all one big trap." Y/N snapped. "What if the thing can smell the three of us? And that's exactly how it lures us in? Who's going to get us out?" She looked at the boys.