Supernatural blurbs

Impala day

Our sunday started out 'normal'. Sammy was looking for a case, Dean was fixing baby, and i was going through my overnight bag. "Hey, uh, (y/n)," Sam's voice rang through the bunker " I found this. It might be a case, what do you think?" I swung my legs over the bed so that my bare feet met the cold linoleum. "Im coming, one moment." I walked into the library and began reading over the web page that he had left open. 'Three strange disappearances' yeah, sounded like something 'in Shreveport, Louisiana.' That was a while away. It would be two days at the least. "Yeah, we should check it out." I said, turning around to look at Sam. He smiled at me and went to tell dean.

I thought about how they came to find me while i got my bag and headed to the car. I was a lone hunter for a bit. They came across me during a vamp raid. Nothing very regal.

As i swung my bag over my shoulder and walked out to baby. Dean opened up my door and smirked "chivalry isnt dead, is it?" I asked, with a grin. He laughed and shut the door as i was getting situated in the back seat. I always had the back, Dean drove, Sam rode shotgun. And i liked it just like that. It was a sunny day and the classic rock was very soothing. I looked in the front seat and saw Sam looking contentedly out the window and Dean mouthing the words and drumming his thumbs to the beat of 'here comes the sun- the beatles' i smiled to myself and laid down. I propped my feet up on the window, and used my bag as a makeshift pillow. The sunlight shone on my face and warmed up my legs. For a little bit i forgot that things were bad and all i could see was the ceiling of the impala, and hear the sond of joy. I soon drifted to sleep with the rythmn of the road lulling me to sleep.