"Who was the guy that asked for Winchester?" You asked Carson with anxious in your tone.
He points to a man with a suit, scanning around the bar while sitting by the window seat. You have never seen the man in your life. You honestly had no clue how he got your name, but you knew that your name would get around.
"So your last name is Winchester?" Carson asks, having you in the corner of your eye see his eyes looking at you. You turn to him.
"I'll explain later." You spoke, assuring him. You turn back to the man, studying him and his every move.
He snaps, "No, Y/N, or whoever you are! I want to know who is working at my bar and I want to know now." His tone gets serious and you glance over at him, who's nose is flaring in anger.
You let out a sigh, knowing that you have pulled his string long enough. Deep down, you knew you couldn't tell him what your old life was about. Hunting demons and monsters with your brothers Sam and Dean. Meeting an angel you had feelings for named Castiel. Having been to Hell and back and surviving. If you told him this, he would think you are crazy.
"You know I can't." You quietly say.
Carson looks at you and shakes his head. "Fine, don't trust me, I understand. I told you everything about me! Why can't you just tell me? What, are you a murderer or something? Are you wanted by the FBI? What, Y/F/N, what is it?" He rants.
"Y/N Winchester." A voice from the bar speaks for the whole bar to hear. You look over and the man that you were interested in a few seconds ago had a bartender wrapped around his arms, with a blade across her neck. She whimpers to you.
"Let her go, I'm Y/N Winchester." You assured the man while heading around the bar. You were pretty sure he was a demon or a monster of some sort. You checked your pocket for a weapon, but you didn't have one. Stupid normal life.
"Everyone clear the bar!" He screamed. All of a sudden, everyone who was at the bar was scattering, including the bartender he had around his arm. You glanced behind you, seeing that Carson was behind the bar.
"Carson, go." You demand, having him just stand there in a freeze. He stares at you in panic, walking around the bar slowly next to you then stops.
"Y/N, where is Sam and Dean?" The man asks you.
"I don't know." You answered honestly.
"Don't lie! You're their sister." He screams to you, walking towards you with blade in hand in attack mode. You push Carson behind you, protecting him.
"I'm telling you the truth." You tell the man. He stares at you, not trusting you.
"Who's this guy?" He points to Carson, who was looking like he was about to pee his pants.
"He's no one of your concern. Leave him out of it." If you were going to tell Carson about your secret, it wouldn't be like this.
"Who's Sam and Dean?" Carson voice shakes, looking at you in terror.
"They are my brothers. We used to-uh do things together." You stammer.
"They hunt monsters and demons like me." The man tells you and Carson.
"Hunt?" Carson asked, confused.
"It's complicated." You simply say.
"Sounds like it." Carson laughs nervously.
"If you're here for Sam and Dean, you have came to the wrong place. Leave us be," having no more ideas to get the demon away.
"I can't do that. I need them as soon as possible." The man lifts up his blade towards you. "Don't make me to this the hard way."
"I guess it has to be the hard way." You held up your head standing your ground, letting the man know that you were in charge.
He then all of a sudden see that the man uses his powers and shoves Carson up to the wall, holding him there.
"Don't make me kill him." The man holds this hands up in the air, having a choke hold up to Carson's neck seeing him struggle to breathe.
"Don't." You beg in despair.
"All I want is Sam and Dean, Y/N." He simply answers.
"I told you, I don't know!" You screeched, having the man get a tighter choke hold on Carson. He is not going to accept your answers.
"Y/N." Carson's voice was almost gone, along with his life.
You look at him, wanting to let him know that he is going to be okay, but to be honest with yourself, you didn't know.
"Kill me instead. Don't kill him." You let your voice crack with weakness.
"That is not what I want." He says, being very stingy.
Carson still in a choke hold, struggles with holding onto his breath. You glance over at him and then back at the man who was not going to let go of him anytime soon.
"Y/N!" You hear the sound of a person barge into the bar and it was Bobby. The man turns around distracted by him, so you took your chance and take the lemon cutting knife and stab the man in the back, just getting him a little weak. As the knife hits his back, you see the blade drop on the floor and try to run to it, but you're stopped by the man who took your feet with his bloody hands and dragged you back. Somehow, Carson was still in the choke hold, even though you thought the man would be weak and loosen up the hold.
"Come on, Y/N. Don't be stupid." The man taunts you as he takes your feet, dragging it.
You then had a whole lot of anger inside of you, so you used that anger to kick the man in the nose with your feet. He then released your feet from his bloody hands and he was finally on the floor, knocked out. You hear a thud on the floor and it was Carson being freed from the hold.
To be safe, you took the blade from the floor by a stool and stabbed the man in the chest, having him electric through your bones.
You sighed having blood on your hands and looked up at Bobby.
"Thanks for the help." You say sarcastically. Bobby shrugs at you.
"Y/N." Carson calls weakly. You shot up as fast as you can and went to him, who was holding his neck, trying to catch his breath.
"Oh god, are you okay?" You huffed, putting one hand on the back of his neck and the other on his leg. You caressed his neck, telling him to breathe slowly. He follows your instructions and breathes.
"You must've of had a interesting life." He pants.
"And now you know the reason why I didn't want to tell you my past." You sigh, putting your head on Carson's chest. You feel Carson place his hand on your head and lands a kiss on it. You get up from Carson's side and offer your hand to him to lift him up. He accepts and once he gets up, he gives you a hug.
"Thank you." He whispered in your ear. That feeling made you smile.
"Okay, while you two love birds talk out your past Y/N, Dean and Sam want to come visit you."
"They do?" You hesitantly asked Bobby.
"You don't want to see them?" Bobby questions you, looking at you weirdly. "They're your brothers, Y/N."
"Yes I know, Bobby." You rolled your eyes at him.
"Go see your brothers, Y/N." Carson tells you with a half smile on his face.
"Carson, I ran away from the hunting life for a reason. The monsters and demons I hunt hurt the people that I love." You state. "They killed my mother for gods sake."
"No one is telling you to come back." Bobby mentions.
You thought long and hard about it. Bobby and Carson were right. You knew that you could at least just see your brothers. You remember telling them not to call you at all and you felt kinda bad for that. You told yourself that you weren't going to go back to hunting, just say hello to your brothers and catch up, then leave again. Maybe you needed to see your brothers for some assurance to know that they are okay.
TO BE CONTINUED!!!!!!
