Supernatural Imagines

Love Is... Odd? (Kyra x John Winchester)

This imagine was requested by KyraLeBlanc. I hope this is what you envisioned!

Just for reference (I was trying to work out the age gaps and stuff... this is what made the most sense to me):

John = 49, You = 31, Dean = 28, Sam = 24  

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You stared out of the window, listening silently to the roaring engine of the Impala. It was soft and soothing enough to make you sleep... as weird as it sounds. The street lights flashed by, creating a sort of rhythm that made your eyes droopy.

You panted as you pulled the knife out of the beast's chest. You placed the strands sticking out from your headband behind your ear and wiped your forehead. Killing a werewolf couldn't be harder.

"Nice going Ky!" Dean said, clothes tattered and stained with dirt. You nodded and smiled, "You too." You observed the other two werewolves laying dead on the floor in the corner beside Dean and Sam.

Click! Clack! STOMP!

You removed your pistol from behind your pants, pointing it towards the sound. Dean stepped closer, attack-mode turned on.

"What are you-Boys!" A voice coughed then looked up and smiled. Sam and Dean walked towards the man who appeared from the shadows and hugged him tightly.

"What are you doing here?" Sam asked. "I should ask you the same thing," The man said and you slowly stepped towards them. You knew who the man was... it was none other that John Winchester.

"Oh, Dad, this is-"

"Kyra Elizabeth," He said and smiled softly, "Extraordinary hunter... I'm happy to meet you." He extended his hand and you shook it.

"I-I am happy to see you too sir," You said, respecting the man you learnt your hunting techniques from in the beginning. "Please, call me John," He said and smiled warmly.

You were knocked out of your thoughts when Dean drove over a speed breaker. You huffed quietly and rested your head back on the seat.

You were on your way to put an end to this extremely annoying spirit who jumps from state to state. Can you believe that?! You couldn't in the beginning, till you actually encountered it face-to-face. You were travelling to Kansas finally to finish its ghostly ways.

The trouble is that daddy Winchester is part of the hunt... which is sure irritating for you.

He's not the irritating part, its the small pull you have towards him that distracts you form actually doing your job. You've been a bit sloppy lately, making a few mistakes in research, spoiling the whole gang's cover and just plain messing up. Normally, you're as great as the best Hunters out there but with John around... In simple words, he's your weakness.

It's been two years with him hunting with you, Sam and Dean but you haven't gotten used to his presence.

"So you guys are ready?" John asked and you nodded, even though he couldn't see you. The boys low hummed and you sighed.

This awkwardness is going to be the cause of my death, You thought.

You thankfully arrived to the place in the next half an hour. You got out of the car, Sam and Dean looked at the old mansion with fascination. If Sam's research is correct, the SOB should be camping out here for the time being. You walked to the Impala's trunk and opened it up. You started gathering the weapons you'd need tonight.