Years later
Dad is dead.
I lost Sammy and Dean.
I'm hunting alone.
I have one of dad's old cars.
It's a 1967 black Chevy Nova.
I've been running into demons.
I've been looking for Sam and Dean.
Bobby is dead.
And I'm right outside of a vampire nest.
I grab a machete and a flash light as I head towards the abandoned building. I saw two vamps guarding so I threw a rock in a bush. They went over to see what it was. I snuck up behind them and in one swift move I sliced off both of their heads. I watched as the bodies fell and the heads rolled. I became dark after I lost dad and my brothers. I crept inside and saw three in one room and five upstairs. I quietly tiptoed into the room with three and shut the door locking it. They heard the door shut and they looked at me. I smiled. They showed there fangs and rushed toward me.
The door busted open and I stand there panting covered in vamp blood. I turned towards the door seeing boys that I could remember from anywhere. They saw me and looked shocked as I took out 10 vamps by myself. Dean walked over to me and was frozen. My eyes watered because it's been about 20 years since I've seen them. I dropped the machete and Dean hugged me tightly. I hugged back and Sammy quickly came over and hugged both of us.
"We thought you were dead. " Dean said.
"You know I can't let that happen." I said. Dean kissed my forehead and I couldn't help but smile.
"I missed you guys so much. " I said quietly.
"We did to. " Sammy said.
"Ok ok.. . No more chick flick moments. Let's go get a beer. We have a bunker not too far from here." Dean said and we agreed.
"I'll follow you guys." They nodded. We all headed to our cars and we started driving.
"Hey there sweetheart. " A voice said next to me.
"Hey Bud where have you been? " I asked happy to see my partner in crime.
"Oh you know. Faking my death. The usual. " I nodded as he spoke.
"Well I guess I have to introduce you to my brothers. " I said and he didn't say anything but he had a smirk.
We arrived at the boy's bunker and quickly ran inside. I parked and me and my buddy got out. I went inside and looked around the bunker and we walked down the stairs.
"Y/n! WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING HERE! " Dean yelled pointing at my best friend and guardian angel.
"Gabe, is there something you didn't tell me? " I asked my archangel.
"Yeah your brothers know me as the trickster cause I would pull pranks and it is also the reason I uh.. . Faked my death." He whispered to me.
"I thought you were dead. " Sam yelled.
"Hey leave Gabe alone. He's helped me through everything after I thought I lost you guys and after we lost dad. Gabe is my guardian angel. "
They both looked at me shocked.
"Guardian Angel? " Sam asked.
"Remember when I sold my soul trying to get mom back. Well after about 60 years in hell and being tortured, Gabe saved me. " I lifted the sleeve of my shirt showing a scarred burn in the shape of a hand print on my shoulder. Dean looked even more shocked.
"The same thing happened to me. I sold my soul to Lilith trying to save Sam and after the hounds torn me to shreds I was there for 40 years. Cas ended up saving me." I nodded.
