You were a hunter for quite some time now. Your father was a hunter. He hunted with John Winchester. He was the best besides your dad. Only your dad had a huge drinking problem. One night, he was blabbering on about dumb crap about how you weren't helping enough. Even though you were doing all the wife roles. You two got into a huge argument. You went with your uncle Bobby (yes Bobby Singer). You haven't actually seen your dad in a long length of time. You got very worried as time passed. "How long has it been since you've seen your dad?" Bobby asked. "I dunno, probably 6 years I think?"
You replied. "Wo-" Bobby was cut off by a crash through the door. "Dad?!" "What are you doing here?" You asked surprised. "I need you, I'm so sorry for what I said to you, it was not right." He tried to explian. " Dad," you began. "I know how sorry you are, but I think I'm gonna stay with bobby." Then John Winchester came in with his boys. They probably were all on a hunting trip, you thought. When you seen the boys, Sam and Dean, it brought back memories of when you guys used to play together. Mostly with Sam but, they were great memories. Dean looked at you with suprise . "Who's this?" he asked
"This is my daughter, (f/n) Exodus. She's been hunting ever since she was 5." He said looking at you intensely. You knew why he was. Your mom was stolen by demons and you two never got her back. One day you two were out hunting, then seen the demon that took her, and rip her to shreds. It was the most morbid thing you've ever seen or ever will see. " Oh I remember," Dean started. His looks made you snap back into reality. "Your that girl that always played with Sammy." He finished his sentece. "Well, I didn't you were to fond of me, considering that I was a "weak" girl." You answered with a bit of sass
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"I never considered you weak." He protested. " Yeah because that's why you always shut me out." You said sharply. "Enough you two!" the other three said. "Whatever." You said. "I'm going to get a beer." You said bluntly. They all sighed. It was pissing you off how your dad came in and just let Dean be an asshole. You know how it is but still, it kind of hurt you a little. You had the most BIGGEST crush on Dean. He was just so, indescribable. So, incredible. Muscular, handsome, and his eyes were like Ireland. Beautiful and evergreen. You could look at them forever and never ever get tired of them. After a few drinks you decided to talk a walk. You weren't actually drunk. But only light headed. As you were walking home, you saw a monster. You called them as soon as you could but, it was too late. The monster slashed you in the back, rib cage, and stomach. "AAAAHHHHHHRRRGGG!!!!!" you screamed in a ear piercing scream that could probably make someone's ears bleed. Dean was already there. He shot the monster. The monster was gone. At least for now.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~As you guys were walking carefully and slowly back to Bobby's, you and Dean were talking to each other. "Hey," he stared. "If you think I was ever pushing you out-" "Dean stop. You don't need to apologize for anything. I get it I was like that too. And I still kind of am." The more you guys talked the faster the wounds healed. It was liked magic.(More like supernatural. Am I right!!! :D) " (f/n), I want to tell you something important. And I get if you don't feel this. I just need to get it off my chest." Dean started. "What is it?" you asked. "Well, I have l-liked you for ever now and I probably don't..." Dean trailed "What?" I asked "I don't think you would like m-me b-b-back because I push you out for so long and-" you stop him by kissing him. You both sat there for five minutes kissing. "Does that answer you question?" You asked. "Yep!" He replied quickly. Suddenly the wounds were gone. "Whoa!" You gasped. "What?" Dean questioned. "The wounds, there, there gone." "Well that's trippy." He said kind of surprised.
