Supernatural Preferences

He Tells You He's a Hunter 1

Hey guys!  I'm so sorry that it's been so long since I updated.  I had my musical, which went very well in case you were wondering.  Anyway, thanks for being so patient with me.

Dean- You were at a (favorite band) concert with Dean. He hadn't really wanted to go but you had convinced him that he would like (favorite band). You were dancing in front of your seat until you got hungry. Then you went to go get some food with Dean.

As you were waiting in line to order your food, Dean leaned down and whispered in your ear, "Look, I know this isn't the best time for this, but there's something I need to tell you. I've been keeping this secret from you for far too long...but I think it's time to come clean."

You turned around and looked up at him. "Are you cheating on me?"

Dean looked surprised. "What? No! I'm not cheating on you."

You smiled. "Ok, well then it can wait."

Dean shook his head. "No it can't. I've already waited too long to tell you. You could be in danger."

You rolled your eyes as Dean pulled you out of the line and away from the crowds of people. He found a nice quiet spot behind one of the buildings. "Dean, what are you doing? We're missing the concert and we were almost to the front of the line."

Dean took your hands in his. "Look, all those monsters you were told about are real. Vampires, werewolves, demons, they're all real. And I hunt them. And because of me, you could be in danger."

You sighed. "First of all, Dean, I already knew you were a hunter. Second of all, I can take care of myself."

Dean looked confused. "You knew I was a hunter?"

You nodded. "It's all in your body language. You are always prepared, you are constantly observing your surroundings, and you always have an angel blade up your sleeve."

Dean looked impressed. "Ok. So, what, are you a hunter too?"

You shook your head. "Not quite. My father was a man of letters and my mother was a hunter. I do a lot of research with my dad."

"So you really do know how to take care of yourself."

You nodded. "Yep. Vampire – cut off its head, werewolf – silver bullet to the heart, demon – salt, holy water, and an exorcism."

Dean smiled at you. "Very good. I guess I don't have to worry about you getting hurt...But I still will."

You laughed. "I expected nothing less."

Sam- You went over to the motel Sam and Dean were staying at. Sam was doing more research, like usual, and Dean was out on a food run. You were reading up on goddesses, trying to help Sam with his research. You were so engaged in the reading that you didn't even notice Sam come sit by you at the table until he gently took the book out of your hands.

He set it down gently on the table before looking back at you. "(Y/N), there's something that I need to tell you."

You nodded, unsure of where he was going with this. At your nod, he continued, "All of these creatures that we've been researching are real. And there are people, like me and Dean, who hunt these creatures. We are called hunters and all of the research that we've been doing is for a case. There's been a string of murders around here under suspicious circumstances."

You sighed. "They were all women in their mid-twenties that were kidnapped then murdered and placed in unusual places, like in the trees."

Sam stared at you with his mouth open. "How did you know that? Those details weren't in the newspapers and I never told you that. Unless..."