William sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose, his chair swiveling back and forth. He couldn't remember the last time that he had been so stressed out, but ever since (Y/n) had came into his life, his blood pressure was always higher than the clouds. Will's eyes strayed to his computer, frowning deeply. On the screen was a picture of Dean Winchester, (Y/n)'s father. However, the thing that puzzled him the most about the picture of Dean was the police report beneath it labeling him as deceased. If he was already truly deceased, then why did (Y/n) continuously insist that Will find him? Will bit his lip and enlarged Dean's picture, staring at the man. Will could definitely see him in (Y/n).
Her eyes, nose, and lips were of Dean's. Her hair was of the same color as well. Nevertheless, Will could tell that the same 'don't mess with me' attitude was in Dean. Will doubted that he would miss this guy in a crowd since Dean looked so much like (Y/n). Or was it the other way around? Will minimized the window as a soldier walked in with a thick file, saying as he stood at attention.
"Sir, General Morshower asked me to bring this to you, sir."
William frowned, grabbing the file from the man, and the man nodded as William thanked him. Opening the file, William blinked in surprise. In the file were more reports of Dean, of his brother, Sam, and their parents. Nevertheless, a report of the mysterious man, Castiel, and of (Y/n)'s mother, Lisa Braeden. William's eyes softened at the picture of Lisa. She was beautiful, and again, he could really see her in (Y/n). A drop of water hit the desk, and William widened his eyes, realizing he was crying.
Why? Why was he crying? Was it because of the fact that these people might be dead, and (Y/n) might not get her parents back? William took a deep breath, calming himself down, and wiped his eyes.
He had to stay strong, if not for himself, then for (Y/n). As Will prepared to close the file, he was confused when he saw the corner of a CD case poking out beneath some papers. Grabbing it, Will widened his eyes.
Video Surveillance - Camera 1394-1400
If this was what Will thought this was, then this was the answer to (Y/n)'s question as to whether or not her parents were alive or not. However, even though it would be best to watch it right then and there, Will was too nervous to. Even he was not ready to be shown the answer to the impending question that hung in the air like an icicle over his head. Slipping the folder closed, he stood up and shook his head. He was going to need some very much needed sleep after this. Walking out, Will was surprised to see (Y/n) and Sam out with the Autobots, Bumblebee currently entertaining the two teenagers. Leaning against the door frame, William couldn't help but smile when Bumblebee started to dance, making (Y/n) laugh as Sam became embarrassed. Epps walked up and paused beside Will, saying quietly.
"I've never met a stronger woman than (Y/n) Winchester."
Will grinned.
"She gets it from her father."
"How do you know that?"
Epps looked at Will with a curious look in his eyes, and William just smirked.
"If Dean is anything like (Y/n), then I'm sure that's where she gets it from."
Epps chuckled and shook his head, crossing his arms.
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Blood, Guts, and Transformers (Sam Witwicky X Reader)
FanfictionWhen 17-year-old (Y/n) Winchester's father and mother, Dean Winchester and Lisa Braeden, disappear during the alien war of Mission City, (Y/n) runs from her memory-filled home to Mission City in hopes to find her parents. With her Uncle Sam and Cas...