•Please Forgive Me• [Dean Winchester x Reader]

Ch. 1

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     The vampire jumps on your small frame, knocking you to the ground. You kick it off, smirking as you stand up. You step back, your machete in hand as you grinned at him.

"Come get some, bitch." You tell him, raising an eyebrow, your smirk still present.

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     Sam and Dean pulled the Impala over quickly, going out and running back to the trunk. They had just gotten the location of the nest of some of the most wanted vampires at the moment. They had killed almost 30 people already, and they were actually a strong coven. There were about 15 of them, and Sam and Dean had to be careful.

Getting the machetes and dead man's blood, they don't hesitate after shutting the trunk. Dean looks to the doors of the barn and stops in his tracks, holding his arm out in front of Sam to stop him. Sam and Dean share a look before walking closer to the slightly opened barn door. Dean raises his eyebrows as he looks in, only to see an attractive female hunter, killing all of them by herself.

"What the hell?" He asks as he looks back at Sam, who seems to be just as confused as he is.

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Once the vampire lunges at you, you quickly dodge his attack, spinning. You end up behind him, his back was still turned to you in slight confusion.

"Adios bitch." You say to him before decapitating him like the rest. You smiled and let out a content sigh as you looked around the small barn the vampires had been hiding in. There were heads everywhere, and you had some blood on your hands. One of them had gotten in a good hit, and your lip was busted, but it didn't hurt.

"Who the hell are you?!" A gruff voice asked from behind you, and you whipped around, immediately pulling your gun from your hip and pointing it at him. Once you saw who it was, however, you holstered your gun again, clenching your jaw.

"Wow. Sam and Dean Winchester, in the flesh. I'm blushing." You say sarcastically, rolling your eyes with a cocky smirk. Dean never took his eyes off you, and neither did Sam, and you started them down just as intently.

"Who the hell are you, and how do you know who we are?!" It was Sam that spoke this time and you smirked.

"Oh please, everyone knows who you boys are. You're the infamous Winchester brothers. The name's Y/n Y/l/n." You tell them with amusement, bending over in a bow and letting out a small laugh at the look on their faces.

"Wait, like Y/n Y/l/n, Y/n Y/l/n?" Sam asks his eyes widening, and you roll your eyes.

"The famous hunter Y/n Y/l/n?" Dean asks, and you could see the awe on his face. You didn't speak, you only nodded your head, pursing your lips to hold back a smirk.

"The one and only." You said motioning with your arms. It was then that the boys looked around and saw your work, and Dean's eyes widened.

"Wow..." You heard him say under his breath, and with that, you took a step towards the door.

"Alrighty boys, I hafta head out, I have places to be, but I'm sure I'll see you around." You tell them before walking to the big barn doors. You push open the door, turning to wink at the boys and give them a two-fingered salute before running out to your Y/f/c Kawasaki Vulcan. You had always wanted one, and just before your 17 birthday, your dad made sure you got it. That was before he was killed by a werewolf. That's why you started hunting in the first place.

You hopped on, pulling your black leather jacket tighter around you before grabbing your helmet (safety first kids!) and riding off to a decent motel where you had gotten a room with your little sister for the night.

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Dean stared after you as you left, his eyebrows still up.

"Did we - did she -" Dean sputtered, and Sam smirked, he had never seen his brother, the Dean Winchester get flustered before. Sam listened as he heard your motorcycle drive off before turning back around to look at your work. No wonder people said you were one of the best hunters around.

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