One Shots - REQUESTS OPEN

Chapter 7 Dean Winchester

Y/n owned one of the best mechanic garages in the whole town aswell as the bar down the street.

Always refusing to be tied down by her family, she had left over 5 years ago, she had set up her own bar and garage with the money she had saved doing crappy jobs.

But she still wasn't happy until they came.

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"Y/n! We got a problem!" hollered one of the other mechanics.

"ye ye okay I'm coming" she shouted back hurrying down the black metal spiral staircase.

"what's wrong now" she asked looking at one of the oldest cars they had bought.
"we are gonna have to replace the whole engine and find two doors they've both got bad rust" he said wiping his hands on his blue overalls.

"crap is it that bad, I'll go have a look online, or the scrap yard. " she said back.

He nodded and started taking the doors off.
"look out back for an engine, I'm sure I picked one up a while back Dave" she said racing back up stairs.

Y/n loved being a mechanic and being able to restore old cars.
"found an engine, just needs cleaning up!" Dave shouted up the stairs, she smiled and got on her computer

"I finish at 5 tonight so you can finish early!" she shouted down hearing his usual "hell yes" a laugh escaped her until she looked at the computer.

"Dave I found two doors, I'll go pick them up now, but if anyone comes just send them up to my office, unless it's an easy fix" she said walking out towards her truck and driving out of the garage car park.

She had two hours to get back before 5 and it was a 45 minute drive to get the doors.

Y/n turned the radio on and started to sing along.

Half way through the journey her phone rang.
"Dave what's wrong, I'm driving" she said putting it on speaker phone.

"1967 chevy impala some kids popped the two back tires, thankfully it hasn't bent the rims, but the guy isn't giving in man he thinks they done something else to it but I can't spot it" he said which she nodded at.

"give me a little over an hour, maybe a little less and I'll be there" she said hanging up and stepping on the pedal.

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The car doors were loaded and thankfully were in very good condition.

She picked up her phone and called Dave while having a cigarette.

"Dave hey I'll be there in 10 minutes, yes I know I kinda sped a bit, ye doors are great we will get her fixed up quick, I pulled over so I could call you and have a cigarette break," she said into the phone.

"is the impala still there?" she asked which he answered a yes into the phone.

"okay cool, I'll be there soon offer them a drink I'm sure they are pissed off" she said with a little laugh and hung up.

After a couple minutes she pulled in and walked into the garage holding one of the doors.

"Dave here start attaching it, and then get the other one in then you can go home" she said softly which he nodded at with a smile.

She ran upstairs and saw them both sitting there with a cup of coffee.

"I'm so sorry, I was getting car parts, Dave replaced the wheels, rims weren't bent thankfully but why do you feel like somethings else is wrong with her" she questioned looking at the green eyed one as he looked the oldest.