Stiles Stilinski Imagines

Roscoe (With Sam and Dean Winchester)

(In This Before Stiles' Mum Was A Stilinski She Was A Campbell)

Warnings: Swearing, Lydia's Crush On Sam, Dean And Stiles Work On Roscoe

"JO!" Ellen yelled across the bar making Jo and Dean look over at her. "(Y/N)'s on the phone."

"Why do they never call us?" Sam asked as he took Jo's seat.

"Because the last time we went to Beacon Hills Dean hit on Stiles' friends' Mom." Jo hummed as she skipped up to the phone and began chatting to you.

After a few minutes Jo hangs up and mutters to Ellen who glanced at the boys and shook her head. Both boys looked at each other before downing their beers and hurrying over to the Harvelles' who stopped their hushed talking when they approached.

"So what'd dumb and dumber do now?" Dean sighed.

"Nothing their Dad needed someone to watch them for a few days." Jo muttered despite the glare from her mother.

"We can go." Sam offered happily, he was actually quite fond of you and Stiles.

"No, if Dean has to look after Stiles for too long he'll kill the boy." Ellen joked but her gaze was trained on Dean who quickly rethought talking back.

"Rock, paper, scissors win has to go to wolf town and the loser pays for a hunter's holiday." Dean offered holding his hand out to Jo who was always up for a challenge when it came to Dean.

"Fine but I'm going to win." Jo hummed.

"I can't believe I lost." Dean grunted as he thought of Jo and Ash sat drinking beers in Bobby's cabin in the woods.

"You know who can believe it, me, you never win." Sam chuckled as he climbed out of the Impala and up the drive.

"Boys it's good to see you, thanks for this." John said when he met them on the drive and thanked Dean who took on of the boxes he'd been carrying and put it in the back of his cruiser.

"It's fine, can't be that much trouble can they, just stick 'em in front of the TV." Dean grunted as he took the other box and shoved it in the boot.

"I wish that were true, I'll see you both in a couple of days... they shouldn't need a lift home unless (Y/N) isn't watching Stiles practise." John said as he chucked the house keys to Sam who fumbled but caught them and sped out of the driveway.

"Stiles I hate Roscoe right now." You sighed when the jeep stalled and left you stranded halfway home.

"Yeah well stop complaining and grab some tape." Stiles snapped as he hopped out and opened the hood.

After twenty minutes you were pretty sure Roscoe was now more tape than car and Stiles managed to get the jeep to slowly roll the rest of the way home. Your brother swore when he saw the sleek Impala on the drive and to top things off Roscoe simply stopped and refused to move any further.

"Stiles what the hell are you doing to that car?" Dean yelled as he walked out of the house.

"Look ok, she was doing fine until we had to go uphill." Stiles grumbled as his oldest cousin yanked him out of the car and opened the hood.

You were pretty sure Dean was about to faint as he inspected your brother's car. Sam ruffled your hair as he joined the three of you, handing Dean a beer while he handed you and Stiles a cold coke.

"Hey whoa what're you doing to Roscoe!" Stiles yelled when Dean began pulling off the pieces of tape.

"Fixing... Roscoe... and if you don't take care of it I'll sell it to Ash." Dean threatened and Stiles was instantly focused on memorising what Dean was showing him.

Bobby promised to ship the parts Dean needed so Roscoe was out of commission. This meant that Sam and Dean were taking turns to take you to and from school while they did odd jobs around town.

"Um (Y/N), why didn't you tell me your cousins were back in town." Lydia hissed when you caught up with her.

"Um we didn't really know, we thought Jo was coming." You muttered as you waved to Sam who was chatting with Scott and Stiles.

"He has got so cute." She hummed as she watched Sam get back into the Impala. He called Stiles back and handed him something before trying to pull the car away but a throng of students had gathered around the car.

"Here." Stiles muttered as he shoved some money into your hand. "They can't pick us up for lunch they said something came up." Stiles shrugged when Lydia and Scott looked at you both with curious looks.