[Fluff, Violence]
You woke up too little hands on your face, "Mommy." The hands moved and tugged on your hair, "Mommy. Wake up."
You opened your eyes to a beautiful, hazel-eyed, brown haired, 5-year-old little girl and smiled. "Hey sweetpea." You scooped her up in your arms as she squealed, "What's wrong?"
She giggled, "Nothing Mommy. Daddy said to come wake you up. He wants to talk to us about something."
You opened your eyes wide and fake gasped, "Like a surprise?" She just giggled and shook her head. You got out of bed, with her still in your arms and walked downstairs. Your eyes grazed over all the photos on the walls of the stair well, pictures of you and your husband, your kids, family gatherings, and more.
You could hear your husband talking in the living room as you descended the stairs with your daughter giggling in your arms. You rounded the corner to enter the cozy living room, seeing two more children on a big brown sofa. One, a girl about 13 with your Y/H/C hair and hazel eyes. Her arms were crossed against her chest, like she was sick of her dad's shenanigans. The other, an about 8-year-old boy with short brown hair, and your Y/E/C eyes. He was just beaming at his father, giggling at every little thing he said.
You set your daughter down when she began to struggle and watched her run over to join her siblings on the couch. They all melted your heart in different ways. You turned towards their father and smiled, "What's up babe?"
The 6'4, shaggy-haired moose of a man grabbed you and kissed you, "I have a surprise for everyone. Sit down Y/N."
You sat down in between the kids and wrapped your arms around them. You watched Sam as he bounced around in place full of excitement. You giggled, "Babe. Just tell us. You're about to jump out of your skin."
He sighed and ran his hands through his hair, "Okay. So," he paused and rubbed his bearded chin, "We're going on vacation." He put his finger up to shush you when you began to protest, "It's not a super long vacation, but we deserve it." You began to protest again, and he knelt down in front of you, "I already took care of everything. Becca is going to take care of the store while we're gone, and the Hill's are going to watch the house and the dogs."
You silently sat for a second, he really took care of all of this? You looked into his beautiful hazel eyes and smiled, "Okay. So, when do we leave?"
He jumped up, beaming, "Tonight."
The kids cheered and squealed, jumping up to hug their dad and rapidly fire thank you's at him before they ran off upstairs to start packing. You stood up from the couch and lazily wrapped your arms around his waist, laying your head on his chest, "When did you plan all of this?"
He squeezed your shoulders and laughed, "For about two months now."
You leaned away from him, stood on your tip-toe's and kissed him quickly, "I better go and make sure the kids pack clothing and things that match rather than toys."
He laughed and kissed your forehead before walking towards the stairs, "Yeah. I'll go help out Robert, you go help Charlie and Mary." You nodded and followed him up the stairs to the kids' rooms.
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During the car ride to the mysterious vacation Sam was taking you on, you felt like something was off, but you couldn't figure out what it was. You pushed it aside and decided to scroll through your phone. You came across an article 'The Ripper Increases Death Total to 5 Victims' and scrolled through it. Your eyes opened wide as you read down the article and saw that all 5 victims had their hearts ripped from their chests.
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Supernatural One Shots (Smut possible)
FanfictionAll of my supernatural one shots/imagines in one place! Variety of Sam x reader, Dean x reader, Castiel x reader, and more. Enjoy!