Our Pasts - Supernatural

Chapter 8

You pulled away, looking embarassed, and went to your room. You slipped into a nightgown and slid under the covers. You guessed that Dean had made you feel better because you had no nightmares that night.

The next morning you sat bolt upright at the smell of food. Seriously, if you smell food the first thing when you wake up, you are like "foood..." You walk into the kitchen and you see Dean making waffles. You walk up to him to say hi. You must have scared the crap out of him because he jumped a foot into the air.

"Jeez, (Y/N), don't do that!" you looked at him with puppydog eyes.

"When are Sam and I gonna eat? I'm hungry."

"Hey guys." you looked over to see Sam standing in the doorway. "Dean. We have a problem." Dean gives you a plate of waffles and a glass of milk

"Here. I gotta see to this. Be back in a sec." you waited. And waited. And waited. And waited. Until finally Dean came in looking panicked. "(Y/N). Get you clothes on. We need help." you ran to your room and put on your clothes, when can I get some new clothes, and ran outside. You saw a woman with fire-red hair running away from the beaten boys. You immediatly tended to them when a yellow bug pulled up.

"Sup bitches!"
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The boys looked at her in shock. "How-"

"I'll explain when we get inside."

When you went into the library Dean went to the kitchen. When he came back he was holding a cold beer for the woman, who strangely looked like the attacker... She accepted the drink and sat down at the long table. She took a sip and smiled. "What happened?"

"Well, wait, who's that? Dean, is she another-"

"No. She's a friend." you suddenly realized what the woman meant and you punched him in the arm.

"Dean! I thought you were better than that!" he held his hands up in surrender.

"Hey, hey, hey! Ok! You don't need to give me another bruise!"

"Well, what's your name? I'm Charlie!" you looked at her with a mixture of suprise, shock, and confusion. She gave you a funny look.

"Have we met?" you continued to stare.

"It's me. (Y/N)." she jumped up and gave you a hug.

"Wait. You're the Charlie from high-school?" she looked confused.

"Wait. You're that Dean?" Sam was just looking left out and confused.

"Wait, what's happening?"
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It took forever to clear up, high-school and Oz, and by then it was late at night. You went to bed, but stayed up thinking. All night.

When you got up, you took a quick shower but forgot your clothes in you room. You realized this when you got out. You mumbled profanities under your breath as you wrapped the towel around yourself and stepped out. Dean was in the hallway waiting to take a shower. You were embarrased because he was looking intently at you. "(Y/N), what's that?" Oh crap! It was your demon protection tattoo.

"Nothing." you said, a little too fast.

"What is that?" he said, a little more forcefully.

"It's nothing." he took your hand covering the tattoo away and looked blankly at you.

"Oh...(Y/N)..." cat's out. He knew now. You were a hunter.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I knew you would act like this." you stormed into your room and shut the door.