I Don't do Chic-flicks (Dean X reader)

Chapter 12

Once we reach the main level again and made our way to the exit, we stop dead in our tracts seeing an older women enter the house. Fuck. Before Sam and I can hide she sees us, the same shocked expression on her face. She wore a long black skirt, a purple top, her hair was pure silver, her eyes a pale blue and her skin was pale.

"Who are you?!" The women ordered at us. Sam and I looked at each other debating answers but before we could open our mouths she had already spoken for us. "Your the hunters that came into town aren't you?!?!" Her tone sounded angrier now. I glanced around looking for an exit but most likely all of them were probably locked. "I did not kill that man." The women said surprising Sam and I.
       "Than who did?" I asked curiously.
      "A demon, demons are taking over this town who do you think told you to come here? They put the blame on me, you kill me, and then you leave so your out of their way." She informed us, walking towards the parlor room and taking a seat on an old Victorian styled couch.
    "But the stuff in the basement?" Sam asks. She huffs with a small chuckles and signals for us to take a seat across from her.
       "That hit list is the names of all the demons I know, so far. I've been trying to find spells to get rid of these sons of bitches." She informs us as we sit across from her listening.
    "And the hex bag?" I arch my brow.
    "It wasn't a hex bag. I knew those things were going after that man, and I wanted to protect him because he has been able to help me in the past, minus the most recent issue." She sighs sadly.
    "Why were they after him?" Sam asks. The women rolls her eyes and groans softly.
       "So many questions. I'm not sure exactly, he had something they want. And I think his wife is one of them. I'm not sure 100% but I don't want Lucifer in my town......I know it's hard to trust me but I'm not the typical witch, I worship earth gods and I practice healing. I don't want bad things in this town.......I need these demons gone."

After that interesting talk, we agree to come back tomorrow and help her get rid of all the demons. Sam and I pile into my car and make our way back towards the motel.
      "Guess we're back at square 1 again." I sigh while driving.
     "Dean won't like the idea of us working with a witch." Sam replies.
      "Well he's gonna have to suck it up cause she's our only lead and she wants them gone as much as we do." I tell Sam before parking at the motel. Sam goes to his room where Cas and Dean are while I go to my room to get into comfortable clothes. I take a quick shower before changing into some ripped jeans and a white v-neck, than plop on my bed contemplating what had just happened.

I guess I fell asleep because all of a sudden I was being woken by a banging at the door. I groan and climb out of my bed, opening my door to see the trio, Dean, Cas, and Sam.
"Where you been? I've been calling?" Dean asks, his voice giving off the impression he was irritated.
"I guess I fell asleep." I sigh rubbing my head, stepping aside letting them in.
"You good?" Sam asks arching his brow. I nod and close the door behind them, watching them as they take their seats. I walk over to the bathroom, splashing my face with water to wake up before taking a seat on my bed.
    "So I'm guessing Sam told you about the witch?" I ask.
      Dean sighs and nods,"Yeah but I don't trust her, she could be lying just to save her skin!"
        "She was telling the truth Dean, besides I could smell sulfur at the office but I just thought it was the hex bag." I inform them.
     "There is a strong demon presence here, at first I thought it was y/n but now it makes sense." Castiel adds in.
       "Who was that guy we questioned? Maybe he's a demon....I mean it'd make sense since he led us to Wanda." Sam adds, making a valid point.
       "Uh Travis I think." I purse my lips.
"Well Im going to go find out more about our Mr.Travis." Sam says as he gets up. Dean tosses him the keys to the impala before he leaves. Before I can say anything Cas simply vanishes without a word.

      "Well guess it's just us." I sigh looking over at Dean. He gives me a small smile and slightly nods.
       "Want to catch a bite?" Dean asks. I smile widely. "I thought you'd never ask." I roll off the motel bed, slipping on my boots before following Dean out the door. We hop in my car and drive to the local diner. A waitress sits us at a booth and we sit across from each other. I look over the menu, scanning it for what I'd like to order but when I looked up I catch Dean starring at me.
"What?" I ask arching my bow. He smirks and shakes his head,"Nothing sweet cheeks." He winks before looking down at his menu. I chuckle, shaking my head and go back to looking at the menu.

After placing in our orders, it was kinda silent till Dean cleared his throat.
"About.........that fight and not being Jo....I-" I cut him off before he could even finish,"Dean it's okay. I know I'm not Jo, and I can never replace such an amazing person. It's okay you were just....hurt." I smile softly, grabbing his hand across the table and skimming my thumb over the top. Dean nods and gives me a small smile before a hint of Playfulness glowed in his eyes.
"So earlier about the hood of your car......what was that about?" He smirks. My eyes widen as my cheeks become a pure red.
"I um....I......shut up." I chuckle throwing my straw at him. He laughs leaning forward,"I'm serious come on tell me y/n." Dean persist, his voice almost purring.
"I-I-" I stuttered. "Okay we have a chocolate milk shake, 2 double bacon burgers with fries, a apple pie, coffee, and a water." The waitress interrupted. I giggled winking at Winchester.
Guess he'll never know.