You sit on your bed with the book in your lap, consuming the information that made your theory true. There is a knock on your door, you quickly hide the book before Sam walks in. "Hey. I hope I wasn't interrupting anything important." he says. You look at him. "Not really no.", you pause,"Actually I need to talk to you about something." "Okay. What is it?" he replies. You get up and close your door before you yell, "Why didn't you tell me Dean has the mark of Cain? How long were you going to keep it a secret from me? I could be dead right now!" A look a horror flashes across his face before it settles into sadness. "I wanted to tell you, but Dean and I weren't sure as to how you would react." he says apologetically, as he looks down at his feet. You realize that you have just yelled at the man you have the biggest crush on and you start to tear up. " Y/N, I am truly sorry." He tries to hug you but you duck under his arms and open your door, gesturing for him to leave. He does. You close the door behind him and you slide to the floor, tears begging to leave but you hold them back. You shake off your anger and crawl into bed.
You wake up the next morning and groggily make your way to the kitchen. There is a note on the coffee maker stating that there was no more coffee. You sigh before making your way back to your room to get dressed. 'If Dean doesn't get his coffee we're all in for a day in hell.' you giggle at the thought. You pull on your normal everyday attire (which is much like Dean's) and grab a bike from the garage, then head to the store. When you get back every one is still asleep, so you start a pot of coffee. You go through the fridge spotting some fresh spinach, left over onions and tomatoes, and eggs. You still feel bad about last night so you decide to make healthy omelets for everyone. Just for Sam. You go through all of the cabinets trying to find a sauce pan when Dean walks in. You ignore him while he makes his cup of coffee. He takes a sip and makes a disgusted face. You smile at him. "What the hell is this crap?" he blurts out. "Coffee. Extra blonde." you smile mischievously.
"Why? What happened to the other stuff?"
"Oh we were out. I had to go to the store and that was all they had." You had actually bought two kinds, blonde and dark roast (which is what Dean normally drinks). You finally find the pan you were after and start making breakfast. Dean pours out his cup coffee and heads somewhere else in the bunker. You take advantage of his absence and quickly make a new pot of coffee. Using the old pot you make you an iced coffee. Sam walks in just shortly after you finished making the omelets. He pours him a cup and grabs a plate before heading to the table. You follow behind him with yours and Deans plates. You sit down across from Sam and Dean sits next to you. Sam takes a drink of his coffee and has no problems with it (considering that it was from the new pot). Dean looks at him waiting for a reaction but he never does. "Does the coffee not taste weird to you, man?" Dean asks. "No. Why?" Sam replies.
"Let me see it." Dean grabs the cup and takes a sip. You giggle and he looks at you. "Really Y/N? You think it's funny?" he says understanding why you are laughing. You nod and pull a big cup of black coffee and hand it to him. "Thank you." he grabs it and takes a big swallow. You finish your breakfast in silence before you go and try to find a case. There's a knock on your door, "Come in." Sam walks in and closes the door behind him. "Hey, I'm just trying to find us a case. I'm tired of being locked up in here." you say. He nods. "Umm. So I think I know a way to find a cure for Dean." he says. "Let me guess you don't want me to tell him that I know about the mark and your little plan you're about to tell me." He nods again, "Just try to keep him distracted. Cas and I know this angel, Metatron, and we're going to try to get information out of him." You sigh "I guess I'll play babysitter while you go out and play savior." You turn your attention back to your computer, silently saying the conversation is over. He stands there awkwardly before he walks over and hugs you, "Thank you." You blush and playfully push him off. "Go out and save your brother, savior.",you smile at him and he leaves.*a few hours later*
You walk into the library and find Sam sitting at a table talking on the phone, which you assume is Cas. He looks up and sees you and hangs up his phone. "Cas?" you ask as you sit down next to him. "Yeah." he replies.
"Well as you know I was looking for a case earlier and I found one within 10 miles from here and I was thinking I could take Dean with me."
"Yeah, sure. Go ahead. I'll have to go here in like twenty minutes for, you know."
"Yeah. Okay, I'll see you later Savior." you wink as you turn away to find Dean.You turn down the hall to his bedroom and you can hear music coming from it. You yell Dean's name knowing he wouldn't hear you knock. He shouts come in and you do. Turning down the music he looks at you and says, "What's up, sweet cheeks?"
You blush a little at the nickname you've been called ever since the night you met. "I, uh, found a case like ten miles from here and was wondering if you could help."
"Yeah. Of course. What do you think it is?"
"Oh just your regular every day werewolf. Nothing to big."After twenty minutes you are packed and on your way to the case.
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To Love A Hunter (sam x reader)
FanfictionWARNING CONTAINS SPOILERS AND LANGUAGE ! During a hunt you cross paths with some attractive men. Soon after you join them on the road. While cooking one day you spot something peculiar on the arm of one of the men. Now you have to keep secrets from...