Supernatural x Readers and Such

Meeting

How you met:

Sam: Crazy
Context: You're Bobby's adopted daughter, your parent were killed in a hunt when you were very young, 2, Bobby felt very responsible for you since since he knew your parents, they were very close friends.

"Y/N, the Winchesters are coming over. You might wanna freshen up." Dad said when I came in from fixing up a car. "Okay!" I exclaimed and ran as fast up the stairs as my little legs could go. I grabbed a wash cloth and scrubbed my face and the rest of my body, I also changed into a new pair of jeans and my favorite shirt.

"Y/N!" I heard Dad yell while I was putting on my mascara, I set it down and ran down the stairs. I slid into the kitchen where I heard the voices and leaned against the door frame. "Ah! Y/N, you've met John, these are his sons Sam and Dean." Dad introduced us and we shook hands. I glanced at Sam, I've heard about him from Dad, Deans 6 years older than me while Sam is only 2, I heard Dean's kinda a player. While he's 17 and I'm only 11, Sam's only 13.

"So are you teachin' Y/N how to hunt?" John asked and I took a deep breath though my nose, slightly scared. John grabbed a beer out of the fridge and sat at the table and Dad sat down across from him. "I haven't, actually. I showed her how to hold a gun and taught her what it takes to kill a demon and monsters, but she's never gone on a hunt." Dad explained and John seemed disappointed. "Y/N, have you ever shot a gun before?" John asked turning to me.

"No, sir. I haven't." I confidently said but still a bit freaked out. "Well how about Sammy here shows you how to shot a gun." Dean says hitting Sam's back and shoving towards me. "Uh, okay." I said and Sam nodded his head. "You two can use the guns in the trunk." Dean said and grabbed the keys from John and we all went outside.

"So just shoot at this tree. And uh, have fun ya crazy kids." Dean said and went inside. "So uh, here." Sam said and came right up behind me.

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Many years later Sam and I end up thanking Dean for...setting us up in a way, even though Dean still messes with us, calling us a couple of crazy kids.

Dean: Boi
Context: You're a FBI agent who finds two not so normal agents, but you don't care this is a monster case so they better get the hell out of the way.

I pulled up to the house and peered over and saw a black Impala. I ran up to the front door and I knocked. "Hello?" A lady asked and I herd murmured talking in the backroad. "Agent L/N I'm here to talk about your husbands disappearance." I said flashing my ID and placing it back into the jacket of my suit. "Well, uh. You already have 2 agents here." She said and I hummed. "Of course, we've been working together." What the hell, this is my case I called dibs back at headquarters! I'll just play along and humiliate them.

She let me into the house and instead of seeing Novak or Castello I was meet with a very odd tall man and a very attractive, shorter, but still tall man. The shorter of the two had bright green eyes that immediately caught my eyes and we made eye contact. "Ah! Agents..."

"Noel and Merry." Are you fucking serious...I guess people in grief will believe anything. "So Mrs. Brown, did you notice anything strange. Like strange smells or cold spots, perhaps scratching in the walls?" I asked and pulled out my notebook. "What the hell is wrong with you people?" She backed away a bit. "It's just routine." I explained ignoring the other two 'agents'. "But yes, when I awoke our room reeked of sulfur...and then when he came back three days...in the tree in reeked then too...." She said and burst out crying.