Chance Encounters

Christmas Eve

Your nerves were starting to get the best of you as Jensen drove the hour to his parent's house. With your knee bouncing up and down, you clasped your hands tightly together, staring out the window.

"Y/N, there's nothing to worry about. They will love you." He assured you, reaching over and grasping your hand with his. 

"Jay, this is just such a big deal. I don't want to mess it up." You blurted out, not knowing how to deal with parents very well. Your parents had died when you were young, and you had never been in a serious enough relationship to warrant meeting parents before now. 

"You won't. My dad's really easy going, and my mom is sweet. She will just be happy that I'm finally bringing home a girl." 

Taking a deep breath, you nodded, before reaching over and kissing his cheek. "Thank you for being so amazing. But why are you single?" You asked him as you settled back in your seat. 

"I wasn't for a long time." He told you. "I had a girlfriend, for ten years. But I never felt like it was the right time to propose, and as time went on, I realized we were better off as friends. So, my mom's been pestering me ever since to get back out there. And I wasn't sure I was ready, until I met you."

By this time he was pulling up in front of a nice looking ranch house. It was neat and clean, but at the same time had a lived in feel. Lights were strung up around the porch, and you could make out a tree in the living room window. Coming around the car, Jensen took your hand. "Remember, I will be with you the entire time. Just be yourself." 

Opening the door, an older man came walking outside, with a pretty, older woman. "Mom, Dad, this is Y/N. Y/N this is Donna and Alan, my parents."

"It's nice to meet the both of you." You said politely, letting them shake your hand. "Thank you for having me over."

"It's nice to have someone to invite over." Donna said, giving a pointed glance to Jensen who just shook his head. "Now, why don't you come on into the kitchen with me, and we can let the boys catch up.

It was amazing stepping into her house. Everything was decorated nicely for Christmas, without being overstated. Presents were piled under the tree, reminding you about the ones you had picked out for them. 

Donna gently pulled you through the house, and into the kitchen. What smelled like lasagna filled the air, and Donna came back to you, handing you a glass of wine. "An Ackles family tradition. Lasagna on Christmas Eve. Then we go all out on Christmas, with usually both turkey and ham. This year, we're not cooking though, and it seems weird."

"Jensen said you were going to visit his brother for Christmas." You continued on the conversation, amazed at how easy it was already to talk to her. 

Pulling ingredients out for a salad, she nodded as she got to work. "We are. He has kids, and they only live half an hour from here. We like to go down there, get there super early, so we can watch them open presents."

"That sounds wonderful." You told her, sipping at your wine.

"It truly is. I love having grandkids. Which brings me back to you and Jensen. He says you have a new job now. One you can work from home at."

Sitting down across from her, you nodded. "Yeah, I'm really excited. It's for the convention company, and it sounds amazing."

"So, where do you think you'll base your home office at?" She asked, and you knew she was trying to get a feel on you.

"I'm thinking up in Vancouver. That's where Jensen spends the majority of his time, and I really don't want to be apart from him that much."

"That's the answer I was hoping to here." She told you. "I can see how much Jensen cares about you, and I hope it works out for the two of you. Because I can already tell that I will like you, very much."

"Thank you." You answered, not sure what to say. Just then, Jensen came into the kitchen, his dad following behind.

"Mom, I sure hope you weren't being too hard on Y/N." Jensen teased his mom as he wrapped an arm around your shoulder. "Y/N's not used to family get togethers, and I don't want you running her off already."

"Is that true Y/N?" She asked as she pulled the bubbling lasagna from the oven.

"I'm afraid it is. My parents were split when I was very young, and my mom died not much later. So I was basically left on my own." You admitted, surprised when she came over and pulled you tight into a hug. 

"You poor thing. Well, you have a family now, and I hope you know that." She told you, gently patting your cheek. "Now, dinners ready. Jensen take the salad into the dining room, while I grab the lasagna. Y/N, would you be a dear and take the bread."

"I've got the wine." Alan said, and the four of you moved into the dining room.

As everyone settled down, you took another sip of your wine. "So, what about your sister?" You asked, wondering about her plans for the holiday.

"She's actually out of town, visiting her in laws." Alan told you as he scooped out a big slice of lasagna for you. "That's why we're so glad the two of you could make it."

Soon the conversation slowed down as everyone began eating. It was a wonderful meal, and with the wine you were feeling relaxed and at home.

"So Jensen, I like this girl." His dad announced at the end of dinner, making you blush. "Might want to hurry up and put a ring on her finger before she gets away."

"Dad." Jensen mumbled, giving you an apologetic look.

"What? It's not like you're getting any younger. You wasted so much time with that one girl, you need to make up for it now. Christmas is as good of time as any for an engagement." 

"Alan, stop it." Jensen's mom ordered, before standing up. "Y/N, would you be a dear and help me out with dessert?"