Supernatural Preferences and Imagines

One Shot - Dean Winchester

A Stay at Bobby's

[Y/N] has been living with Bobby for years. She didn't have any real sob story or any long history with him. She was simply told he was known for advice and information for hunts. So, [Y/N] ended up giving him a call when she was enduring a rather hard Wendigo case. After that whole experience she ended up becoming friends with the old hunter.

Whenever [Y/N] would stop by Sioux Falls, South Dakota, she would pay ol' Bobby a visit. Then at a bad hunt in a small city in South Dakota, [Y/N] had Bobby help her out. She was on a hunt with her parents and some demons killed them. So, a distraught and scared [Y/N] came to Bobby for advice. Of course he told her to take it easy and offered her to stay with him for a while. Taking him up on the offer, [Y/N] accepted.

Three years later, [Y/N] was still living with Bobby in the "guest" bedroom that was unofficially hers.

Soon enough she met the Winchesters.

[Y/N] has heard of the Winchesters. Or as Bobby lovingly called them, Idgits. She heard the good, the bad, and the plain ugly. [Y/N] heard about the brothers starting the apocalypse, them losing their parents, them saving the world, them dying, them coming back to life, them dying, them coming back to life, and a lot more.

"[Y/N]!" [Y/N]'s [Y/E/C] colored eyes gazed up to Dean Winchester's green ones. Of course, she's never seen the Winchesters so she automatically thought this was some random intruder who somehow knew her name.

"Bobby!" She screamed, Dean looked confused as [Y/N] looked at him in surprise, slight anger, and a hint of fear. [Y/N] took no time in holding a pocket knife to his throat. Dean looked at her with wide eyes, looking at the knife with it's tip at his throat.

"Woah! Hold up!" Dean chocked out. Obviously he could've taken her on and flipped her to the floor in point-two seconds, but he knew Bobby let her live with him for a reason. Plus, he was a random stranger in her home. Dean couldn't blame her. But when he thought about it, he liked his throat to not have a knife to it. So Dean Winchester decided to hit the knife out of her hands with a smirk. Little to his knowledge, [Y/N] had another knife in her boot. So that ended up with [Y/N] holding Dean in a headlock and with a knife dangerously close to his throat.

Once Bobby entered the room he sighed.

"I see you guys have met." Bobby looked at the pair and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"[Y/N] [Y/L/N], that's Dean Winchester. Dean Winchester, that's [Y/N] [Y/L/N]." Bobby explained tiredly. [Y/N] raised her eyebrows in slight surprise while Dean smirked and looked up to her.

"Hey, sweetheart." He winked, Bobby groaned at Dean's antics.

"Huh, this will be quite the story to tell. [Y/N] [Y/L/N] put Dean Winchester in a headlock at knife point." [Y/N] smirked slightly. She couldn't wait to tell Rufus.

"Aren't you the charmer." Dean said sarcastically while trying to get out of her headlock without slicing his throat in the process.

"[Y/N], I'm pretty sure Dean will appreciate if you didn't kill him." Bobby said whilst gesturing to her knife. [Y/N] pouted.

"You're no fun." She laughed airily and let go of Dean. He scowled and rubbed his throat.

"Well, I guess your version of fun is trying to kill people, Joker." Dean muttered. [Y/N] grinned before asking.

"Where's Winchester Number Two? Isn't he attached to you by the hip?" She asked playfully. Dean raised his eyebrows and began to answer, when the Moose himself entered the room.