Supernatural Imagines

Family Business

"(Y/n) you forgot your lunch!" Your mom calls as your about to leave for school.

You laugh as you make your way to the kitchen since you always forget.

Your mom rolls her eyes at you but in a loving way and you smile.

"I'll remember tomorrow I promise," you say.

"That's what you said yesterday," your dad replies and you smile as you grab your lunch and head for the door.

You lived really near the school and would walk everyday.

You thought about how lucky you were to have a mom and dad and a family. They were your only family too since your dad left your uncle and your grandfather to go to Stanford and become a lawyer and your mother never talked about her side.

You met up with your group of friends and started talking and laughing at your inside jokes. You had a nice and normal apple pie life.

Halfway through the day, you hear your name on the speaker system.

"Would (y/n) Winchester come to the office, (y/n) Winchester."

Your whole class turned to look at you. You were shocked. You were a good girl and never got called to the office. You hadn't gotten into any trouble recently. It's probably nothing big.

You open the door of the main office.

"Hi (y/n), there's someone here to see you," the principal explains and you feel your heart beat getting faster.

A man comes out of her office and smiles a little when he sees you.

"Hi (y/n)," he smiles.

"Hi," you reply cautiously.

"Let's go outside," he continues that same smile and happy attitude.

You walk outside with the guy, being careful since you have no idea who he is.

"Who are you?" you ask.

"(y/n), I know this is gonna be hard to understand and believe, but I'm your uncle Dean."

You didn't believe the story one bit.

"Prove it," you folded your arms and gave your bitch face while you mentally thanked your dad.

He thinks for a minute before pulling his wallet out of his back pocket and showing you a picture.

"This is me and your dad."

"You expect me to believe that? That could just be two random kids," your heart was pounding and your palms were getting sweaty.

He stares at you with slight pride in his eyes.

"Wow, you really are a Winchester."

"Look, Dean, if you are family, great to meet you. If you're some creep, then I gotta get to class," you start pacing which turns into speed walking.

You pick up speed and quickly stop once you reach your classroom.

You freeze in the door way as everyone stares at you.

"What happened?" your teacher asks.

"Nothing. Just, family business," you pant trying to catch your breath.

You walk back to your desk with people still staring at you and you get back to your work.

The rest of the day goes without thinking of Dean. You walk home and unlock the door to your house. Normally, you would have about two hours to yourself before your parents got home. But today, Dean was sitting at your kitchen table, feet propped up with a beer bottle in his hand.