Team Free Will Imagines

The Picture

As you and Dean walk into your favorite restaurant and find a seat, you notice it isn't as busy as usual, which strikes you as odd. You take your seat and you notice your waitress heading towards your table.

"Hello. My name is Melissa and I'm going to be your waitress today. Can I start Y'all off with something to drink?"

"(your favorite drink) for me." 

"Coffee sounds great."

"Okay. Here are the menus. Let me know if I can getcha anything else. I'll be right back with your drinks."

"Thank you. So what do you want to do today?"

"You don't have anything to hunt today right?" You ask a little too quick.

"Nope." Dean answers.

Melissa came back with our drinks and we ordered our food. I got (your favorite food) and Dean got a Bacon Cheeseburger with French fries.

"Dean...I have a confession to make."

"What's that Y/N?"

"I want you to teach me how to be a hunter. I like watching you guys hunt and I love how you guys put everything aside to save people's lives. Please Dean? I'm begging you. I've been with you guys for over a year and I know you guys love having me around. And half of the time I understand nothing you guys say. It's like you guys have a code and you don't want me to know what you're saying."

Melissa brought you your food and you guys ate and kept discussing whether he was going to teach you to be a hunter.

"Y/N, I can't. And I refuse to because I don't know what I would do if you got hurt or killed. I wouldn't be able to live with myself."

"Fine. I'll just have Sammy teach me. I know he will." You tease.

"No. I won't let him teach you either."

"You can't just choose what I'm going to do with my life!"

"You're right. But what I can tell you is you sure as hell won't be a hunter because we aren't going to teach you."

Melissa came back and of course, Dean ordered a pie to go. He's so adorable, but he can be so stubborn sometimes.

"Dean! you're so stubborn. I'm literally begging you to teach me in case I have to save your asses! Please?!" You beg one last time.

"Fine under one condition. You do exactly what we say. Got it?"

"I promise. Thank you, Dean."

We got up and walked to the cash register. He opened his wallet and paid for dinner. We rode back to the motel and Sammy was gone looking for something for them to hunt.

Dean was sitting in his chair with his wallet in his hand. He most likely didn't know I was spying on him. He was staring at a picture. As you sneak up closer you realize that picture, was a picture of you!

"Who's that cute thing?"

"Damn it Y/N! What do you think you're doing?"

"Trying to scare you and apparently it worked. Why do you have a picture of me?" You ask while sitting on his lap looking at the picture also.

"Because it makes me feel better knowing I have a picture of you close to me at all times."  He answers.

"Dean...do I really mean that much to you?" You ask.

"Y/N, of course. How could you even ask me that?" He answers.

"Because no one has ever said something like that to me before. Ever."

"Well, that's just too bad. They'll never get to either."

"Why's that?"

"Because I love you and I want to be with you. Forever. You're mine now."

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Well that was fun to write. Hope you like it. I do and it was really hard to write the last part. I couldn't think of a reason. Anyway if you like it I will be doing more.

~Huskypup