"(Y/N), this ghost seems pretty tough. We've already salted and burned the bones. She won't go away." Morgan said to me as we walked to the daughter's house.
"Morgan, chill. We'll get this. If we can't, we'll ask Bobby for help. Get your ID ready." I say. I ring the doorbell on the wall and wait for an answer. Sandra, the lady that answered the door, seemed skeptical.
"FBI. We're here to ask you a few questions." Sandra looks at our card.
"I wasn't informed about more agents. Are you positive? Can I talk to your chief?" Sandra asks.
"We don't normally allow that-" I get cut off.
"Sure. Here is his card. That should have his phone number on it." Morgan says. The lady calls the number.
"Agent Willis." Bobby answers.
"Hi, I needed to know if Agent Kylie Smith and Jonah Sylvie were yours." The Sandra said.
"Yes, those are my agents. Two more are also coming to assist them." When Bobby said that, Morgan and I looked at each other with the same confused look. "Should be Murdock and Stiles."
"Yes, thank you sir. That will be all." Sandra says. "Come in, come in." She opens the door for us. We sit on the couch.
"We'd like to ask you a few questions about your mom. How long ago did she die?" Morgan spoke calmly.
"A few months ago. She held on for as long as she could. Sometimes I can still hear her.
"Did you keep anything of hers after she died?" Morgan asked.
"Um, yes actually. I kept her necklace." Sandra looks down at a necklace she has on.
"We are going to need to take that in as evidence." The doorbell rings. Sandra looks angry, but reluctantly puts the necklace in my hand and goes to open the door.
"We've got the necklace. We need to burn it before she attacks someone else." I say.
"Wait." Morgan says.
"Hello Agents Murdock and Stiles." Morgan says after they enter the room.
"Hello Agent Smith, Agent Sylvie." The shorter one approaches.
"Have you begun questioning?" The taller one asks.
"Yes, and we have received the required item." Morgan says as I hold up the necklace.
"Okay, one more question before we can leave, Miss. Have you seen anything odd since the event of your mother's death?" The tall one asks.
"I- Yes. I've been seeing my mother around. Like right now." I turn to look behind Morgan, my highest priority. I see the ghost right as she throws Morgan at a fire place. I throw the necklace at the shorter of the men.
"Salt and Burn it. That's the thing she's tied to." I yell, running towards Morgan.
"Come one, get up." I mumble. The ghost throws me across the room before throwing Morgan towards the fireplace. Morgan's head makes heavy imact with the sharp iron rods next to the mantle, and blood starts poolinng around her.
"NOO!" I yell, getting up. "What the hell is taking so long?" I ask as the taller one struggles to light a flame. "Give the damn thing to me." I grab the necklace and douse it in gas before setting a fire on the ground and throwing the necklace in it. Sandra quivers in fear as the ghost appears behind the shorter male, burning.
"I- Thi- Real?" Sandra mutters.
"We're hunters. We hunt the Supernatural and kill them. I'm sorry for your loss. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to leave." I say, walking towards Morgan's body. I pick her up, with struggle, and walk out of the door, the two men following behind.
"Follow me to the hotel if you want answers." I mumble, throwing Morgan into the back seat. I get in the driver side of a black 1966 Shelby 427 Cobra and drive to my hotel. A chevy impala follows me. I leave Morgan in the car and go to the impala.
"My name is (F/N). You know Bobby personally, so I'm guessing you are Sam and Dean Winchester." I say.
"Uh, yea. We can have Cas heal your partner if you want." The taller one says.
"I know you're Sam and Dean, but I don't know which is which. And also, I'd rather leave her dead. That's the only way to get out of this life, and she's had to live it for too long. I'm hoping she'll go peacefully. I'll burn her at Bobby's later. I'm leaving after we talk. Come inside with me." I say.
"I'm Sam." The taller one says.
"Okay." I walk to my hotel room and let them come in. The room is really messy because I'm a slob.
"Sorry about the mess. I'm a slob."
"How do you know Bobby?"
"Rufus used to watch Morgan and I when my parents went on hunts. We went over to Bobby's all the time back then. We would consider him an uncle." I say.
"The girl out there, her name is Morgan?" Dean asks.
"Yep. Here, want some pie?" I take a pie out of the mini fridge.
"Hell yea. I love me some pie." Dean says.
"Damn it." Sam says.
"Why did Bobby send you to help us?"
"We were close in the area and the family was skeptic." Sam says.
"Do you have anyone you can go to?"Dean asks.
"Nope. Morgan was my last family, other than Bobby. Rufus is dead. I'm flying solo. Probably gonna go meet Han." Dean snorts.
"You could stick with us? I mean, we could become your family." Both Dean and I look directly at Sam.
"Not even gonna ask me first?" Dean questions.
"Well, are you okay with it, Dean?"
"I mean, I'm okay with it but damn."
"Someones on their period." I say to Dean.
"Screw you." Dean says. I think for second, wondering if this was really worth it.
"Sure, I'll stick with you guys. I'm going to Bobby's after we are through here. I can leave my car there." I say.
"We'll follow behind. Do you want us to call Bobby? Tell him about Morgan?" Sam asks.
"Up to you. It would be helpful, though. He could burn stuff that's already there." I mutter. Sam and Dean have a 'brother discussion' over by their car. They talk for a few minutes while I take Morgan's necklace, ring, and bracelet off of her. The boys come back a few minutes later.
"Welcome to the family, (Y/N) Winchester." Dean says.Note: I hate to do notes but I'm just saying, THIS HAS BEEN EDITED.
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Cas, I'm sorry... [CastielXReader]
FanfictionThis is a story of how (Y/n)'s life unfolds after the event of her best friend's death. Castiel comes and saves the day, but there are more complications to come in the future.