Supernatural Imagines

Real FBI (Dean Winchester)

Request: Can you do a Dean Winchester x reader fic where the reader is a real FBI agent and they get caught. Could you maybe make the reader Spanish please? Thank you. Requested by Anon.

"FBI. Why don't you tell what happened here while my agent takes a look around" you showed the sheriff your badge at the crime scene.

"Your colleagues are already inside" the sheriff informed you.

"I didn't know the FBI sent more agents" you entered the room where Sam and Dean were.

"And you are?" the boys turned around and Dean asked.

"FBI".

"So are we. I'm agent Greer, this is agent Ehart" Dean showed you the badge quickly before putting it back in his pocket.

"Classic! I  wasn't informed that there were going to be more FBI agents here".

"Well, yeah. It was a last minute decision" he lied.

"So, what did you find out?" you asked.

"Nothing much. Only that all the victims have this black mark on their bodies. It's probably a virus. We can take care of this, agent. After all, I don't think four agents are needed for this case" he tried to convince you.

"Wait a second. I've seen this mark before" you examined what looked like black veins on the dead man's arm.

Dean gave Sam a worried look.

"You have?" Sam asked.

"This is serious. I'd recommend you to quit this case. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to make a call".

"¿Dónde está el jefe? ¡Es importante!  Código once" (where's the boss? It's important! Code eleven".

Dean smirked at Sam and he rolled his eyes.

"Sí. Hará.... ¿Y jefe? ¿enviaste o Envió el departamento otros agentes?...eso creía" (yes. Will do.  And boss? Did you or the department send some more agents?... thought so).

"Dean, I think we're in trouble" Sam whispered.

"What? No, relax! I don't think she suspects anything".

"I think she just asked her boss if they sent more agents or something".

"Just follow my lead".

"Agents".

"Agent. What was your name again?".

"Y/l/n. Oh and I'm not an agent. I'm the director  of the FBI" you informed them and both had hard time to swallow.

"So, uhm, what brings you here?" Dean scratched the back of his head.

"I could ask you the same. Hey, can I have a look at that badge again?".

"Why? You don't believe us?".

"Not really. And let me rephrase that: show me your badges now!" you ordered.

Dean handed you his slowly and you could see that he didn't want to "just as I thought. Fake.you know that this is a federal offense, right?" you crossed your arms after handing him his fake badge.

"It's not what you think it is" Sam said.

"No?".

"This is dangerous. It's not just a regular case"Dean added.

"Honey, the FBI doesn't have regular cases. I also wouldn't be here if this wasn't serious. I just told you I'm the director and not a field agent. Hands where I can see them now!".