Supernatural X Reader One Shots

{Dean Winchester X Reader} Sweetheart

A/N: just something random i thought of. hope you guys enjoy! (gender not specified except for the nickname 'sweetheart')

warnings: mentions of blood/injuries and killing vamps

1726 words (i got carried away... oops😂)

The phone rang a few times before you heard a voice on the other end. "Hello?" the gruff voice said. "Hey, Bobby" you said with a smile. "Y/N! Damn, it's good to hear from you. How you been?" you chuckled at his friendliness. "I've been better" you replied with a sigh. "I need some help. I got a vamps nest here in Lakewood, Washington. I thought there were only maybe four of them, five at most, but it seems I have a lot more on my hands" you told him as you sat down at the small table in your motel room. "How many we talkin'?" he asked.

"Well, during my stakeout, I counted nine, just through the windows. Who knows how many more are actually in that damn house" you said angrily. "I just need some backup. A few vamps I can handle, but this many? No way. I'd get eaten alive" you shook your head with a sigh, frustrated that you had to ask for help. That was the last thing you wanted to do. You worked solo, and you hated working with others. Well, anyone other than Bobby or Garth, maybe.

"The Winchester boys are in Oregon, finishing up a case. I'm pretty sure they are closest to you" Bobby told you. You rolled your eyes and groaned. "The Winchester's? Are you sure there's nobody else Bobby?" you asked desperately. "No, I'm sorry. I know they can be a pain in the ass-" you cut him off. "That's an understatement" you muttered. "But, I'm sure they can help you out with that vamps nest you got" you sighed, thinking for a moment.

"There's really no one closer? Hell, I'll take someone further away" you said finally. "I'll call them and let them know you need some help. If they are still in the middle of a case, I'll call someone else for you" you huffed, sinking into your seat. "Fine. Thanks, Bobby" you told him. "No problem, just doin' my job" he hung up the phone, and you set yours on the table.

You knew about the Winchester's reputation. Their fathers reputation, mostly. Most of the people he worked with, he got them killed. It seemed the apple didn't fall far from the tree.

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You sat in a booth at a diner in town, eating your lunch. Just your luck, the brothers were just finished with their case, and were more than happy to help you out.

You ate and paid for your food, before getting up and heading out the front door, seeing a chevy impala pull up and park next to the diner. Two boys stepped out out of the car, and looked at you. The shorter one eyed you up and down. You did the same, and he looked at you with wide eyes, full of surprise. You smirked at him. "You two Sam and Dean Winchester?" you asked.

They both nodded. "You must be Y/N" the shorter one said. "I'm Sam, that's Dean" the taller one said, pointing to himself, then to his brother. "Great to meet the two of you. Follow me back to the motel and I'll tell you everything you need to know" you told them before walking over to your car. Dean watched you as you did this, his eyes scanning your body. "Dude" Sam muttered to him. "Right, yeah" Dean said, tearing his eyes away from you before the two of them got into the impala.

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"Nice car you got here" you said as they climbed out of their car. "1967 chevy impala? Good choice" you said as you examined it. "Thanks" Dean said slowly, impressed at your apparent knowledge of cars.

You unlocked your motel room door, waiting for them to walk inside before closing it. "They are living in an abandoned house on the outskirts of town" you told them as you pointed to a red X on a map hung up on the wall. "Bobby said that you counted nine of them?" Sam asked. "Yeah, and I'm not sure if that's all of them. There could be more. That's why I needed backup" you said before you spun around to face them, pointing a menacing finger at them. "That's all you are, backup. You listen to me and you follow my plan" you pointed to yourself.