Dean Winchester Imagines

No Faith?

~Your an ex-hunter who gets dragged back into the life. The Winchesters give you a hand and you may end up going with them~

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You were the last one at the bar as you finished cleaning up. You grabbed your leather jacket and put it on before stepping outside and locking the doors. You turned to see the dark night sky and an empty town. You started walking home because your car was in the shop and you had gotten a ride to work earlier that day. It was 3am, the last guy left about 2:30am. Working in a bar you stay up late but you don't sleep much anyway so it didn't matter.

You continued walking down the dark street that was only illuminated by a flickering streetlight. You had that feeling that you were being watched but ignored it and continued on. You only lived 4 blocks away from the bar so you figured it wouldn't be a problem, but you immediately regretted the decision when you heard a pair of footsteps behind you. You can take care of yourself. You just hung up the dangerous part of your life a long time ago and hoped you wouldn't have to see it again.

You picked up your feet and walked a little faster only to hear the footsteps behind you do the same. You quickly turned around and was greeted by nothing. No more footsteps. No one was there. Shit, you knew this was coming. You turned back around, counted to 3 and than took off running. You ran as fast as you could and the footsteps started up again, this time closer than before. You didn't even glance behind you as you broke right and across the street. You nearly missed being run over by a sleek black impala.

"Sorry!" You yelled as you turned and kept running down the opposite side of the street. The footsteps had disappeared and you turned around and saw nothing. You slowed down and pulled the knife out of your boot but heard a voice as you stood up.

"Why are you running from me?" You turned around and saw a tall man in all black.

"Cause I'm not an idiot." You say stepping backwards slowly.

"Oh but you are." He says right as you bump into someone behind you. They grab your arms and hold them behind your back.

"Look, I'm not a hunter anymore. I don't want to hurt you so why would you want to hurt me." You know this won't do much but you hoped you could at least stall until you came up with a plan. He answered by a hard slap to the face.

"Wow, did you just slap me? I'm scared now."

He glares at you but continues talking. You notice a car slowly parking on the other side of the road with no lights on. The doors open and to large men step out, one much taller than the other. You hope to God they aren't with these guys cause you don't think you can beat 4 of them.

"You know you can't leave this life. We've got some... friends of yours, that want to see you again. So we're just gonna take a ride."

"Not happening asshole." You throw your legs up and kick him back causing the man holding you to fall back, taking you with him. The two men are now running across the street toward you. You flip over backwards and punch the man holding you in the face. He responds with a lovely smile, a vampire. Damn it. You jump up and stand back. The two men disappeared, you're guessing they don't want to get involved and you don't blame them.

The two vamps stand up and walk towards you.

"This could have been so much easier." He says before tackling you to the floor. You groan as your body collides with the concrete. He puts his hands on your neck as you do your best to hold his face away from yours as he attempts to bite you. You hear a slice and a thump as you notice a head roll towards you. Before the vamp can see what happened someone chops his head off, you turn your face away as blood splatters and the body collapses on top of you.

You push it off and groan as you sit up. You take your sleeve and wipe the vamps blood from your face and almost jump when a hand reaches out to help you up, followed by a gruff voice.

"Need a hand."

You look up and see the shorter of the two men reaching down. You grab his hand and he pulls you up. The street lamp continues to flicker and you can barely see their faces.

"Thanks." You say. You stand up and brush your front off.

"What's your name?" He questions.

"Why should I tell you?" You mean you don't even know these guys.

"Maybe cause we just saved your life?" He laughs dryly.

"One, I had it handled. And two, how do I know you don't plan on trying to kill me just like those two?" You say as you start to walk towards your knife on the ground.

"Fair point." The tall one says. "I'm Sam Winchester. This is my brother Dean.

"And you definitely didn't have that handled. Unless you planned to let him strangle you to death." Dean adds.

You glare at him before answering.
"Y/N Y/L/N. And uh thanks for the help." They both nod.

"So you need a ride?" Dean asks.

"I really want to say no, but I have a feeling there's more of them so sure." Dean laughs and you follow him and Sam to the car and hop in the back. You give them directions and Dean starts driving.

"Your dad's John right?" You question from the back seat.

"Yeah, you know him?" Dean questions.

"Uh, yeah. Went on one hunt a while back but him and my dad hunted together a lot."

"Wait, your dad's Y/F/N, Y/F/N Y/L/N." Sam asks incredulously.

"The one and only. Hey stop right here." You say and Dean pulls over.

"What?" Dean asks.

"Well, my building doesn't have a doorman." You say gesturing to the guy out front. "Let alone at 330 in the morning." You're about to step out when Dean stops you.

"What are you doing?"

"Gonna go get my stuff." You say like it's no big deal.

"Like hell, there is probably more waiting in your apartment. Their gonna kill you."

"What? You got no faith in me Dean? Hey can I borrow a machete, I'll bring it back in a sec." it takes a second to convince the boys but they give you a machete and say if your not back in 10 minutes they are coming up.

You walk in and start towards your apartment. The doormen followed after and you waited until you were in the stairwell to kill him, he was definitely a vamp. You see your door open a crack and slowly walk in. 4 more vamps rush you and it takes you less than two minutes to take them out. You only got thrown against 1 wall and clawed once so you're in good shape. You grab your pre packed bags and head downstairs. You notice you're covered in blood but only a little of it's yours. You walk out and the impala pulls up. You throw your bags in the back and get in.

"You look, disgusting." Dean says.

"Thanks."

"Is any of it yours?" He asks more concerned.

"Probably, but I don't actually know. So I could use a ride." You say changing the subject.

"Yeah." Sam starts. "We were thinking you could come with us until you get back into the game, I mean if you want to."

You glance at Dean wondering what he thinks of this. His eyes are focused in the rear view mirror directly at you. You raise your eyebrows and he nods his head discreetly.

You smile at Sam. "Yeah, okay." And with that you are hunting with the Winchesters.