Supernatural preferences and imagines

FBI, my ass (part II)

Your P.O.V.

The helicopter the FBI had for me dropped me off at that hospital 15 minutes from the safe house. I rented a car and drove quickly, eager to see Bobby. And I had to admit, the famous Winchester brothers. From what I heard they were very dangerous and, according to a couple of drunk hunters, very attractive. I pulled up next to the rundown house. I straightened what was left of my FBI getup after the car ride over. I had gotten rid of the jacket and heels, changing into a more casual shirt and converse. I knocked on old wooden door.

"Bobby? You in there?"

A tall man opened the door. And, oh my gosh, he was gorgeous. His eyes alone were enough to leave any girl daydreaming. Then, he smiled. Damn it.

"You must be Tricia."

I smiled sheepishly.

"Actually, no. It's Y/N."

He acted offended.

"What, you lied to me?'

"Oh, I'm sorry, Agent Hall."

He laughed and I swear the world got a little bit brighter.

"I walked right into that one."

"Yeah, you did. You must be... Sam?"

"Yep."

Bobby yelled at us from behind Sam.

"Stop flirting and get in here."

I blushed and Sam moved aside to let me in. I walked past him into the dimly lit room. Bobby stood next to a man I assumed was Dean, surrounded by books and papers as usual. I smiled and went to hug him.

"It's good to see you, Bobby."

"It's good to see you, too. Good to hear you haven't gotten yourself killed yet."

"Oh, c'mon. I can handle anything that comes at me."

"How about that time you almost stabbed yourself because you ran into a chair?"

I laughed, remembering the not so good old days when I hadn't grown into my long legs yet.

"Okay, fair."

I turned to the man beside him.

"You must be Dean."

We shook hands.

"So what about this case?" he asked.

I nodded, remembering the reason I was here.

"Right. I'm pretty sure the angel's been responsible for 4 different murders in the last month. This one was just more obvious."

Sam asked me, "Any idea who it is or what they want?"

"What they want is the apocalypse. "

A deep voice came from behind us. I turned around quickly to see Castiel.

"Oh, hey Castiel!"

He nodded at me and the boys.

"The angel was trying to jump start the apocalypse."

Dean waved at us.

"What? You know Castiel?"

Castiel turned to Dean.

"Yes, we met while I was retrieving information on Lilith a while ago. She helped me."

I winced. That was a while ago, back when Bobby had told me I was to young to go hunting, especially to be involved with things like Lilith.

"What were you doing messing around with that crap back then?"

"Trying to help you guys save the world, actually."

He sighed.

"Are you trying to kill me?"

I mumbled a sorry, and Bobby turned back to Castiel.

"One thing at a time. You were saying?"

Castiel glanced between the four us, looking confused, before answering.

"The angel had been given false information about a ritual that could restart the apocalypse. I took care of him before he could hurt anyone else."

Sam spoke up for the first time.

"So the ritual couldn't have started the apocalypse."

Cas shook his head.

"All the did was to give a demon access to a few more souls. I took care of him, too."

I raised my eyebrows.

"Well, okay. Thanks for letting us know."

"You are welcome. I have to go now."

Dean started, "Wait, Cas-"

Typical angel, he had already disappeared.

We stood there in silence, until Sam cleared his throat.

"Well, that's one mystery solved."

"I guess," Dean grumbled, probably still upset over Cas' abrupt departure.

" Well, I guess I came all this way for nothing," I said.

Bobby humphed, "Oh, no you don't. You still need to explain about why you were helping an angel research on Lilith when you weren't ready for ghosts."

Sam laughed, "Why don't we all grab a drink. It'll give a chance for you and Bobby a chance to catch up and us to get to know the person he talks so highly about."

I smiled at the thought of spending more time with Sam. And Bobby, of course. But I had to admit there was something about him that made me want to know more. So I answered,

"Sounds fun!"