Supernatural imagines: So, Get This...

Dean's Life

Dean leaving hunting just so he can be with you.

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I sat in the library, book in hand as I read the book to escape the real world. I love reading and today was no different. I was in the library multiple times every week, all the librarians know my name and they've even offered me a job interview. I think I'm going to attend. I love the library so much to pass up the option would be foolish. Today seemed like any other but proven to be quite different as I read on. 

"Excuse me," a deep voice called to me. I looked up to see a stranger, a complete and handsome stranger. 

"Hi, can I help you?" I asked closing my book with my finger in place so I didn't lose my page.
"Hi, I was just wondering if you knew if they had any books on creature mythology," he asked making me chuckle. 

"Have you asked the librarians?" I asked and he shook his head. 

"They all seemed busy," he commented, I looked over to the desk to see 2 librarians chatting and another reading at the side. I chuckled before standing up. I put my book mark in and lead the way. 

"Here are some books on mythology and he's a book dedicated on Wendigo, it's quite an interesting read." I explained and he smiled brightly. 

"Thanks, you like mythical creatures?" He asked and I smiled. 

"I find them interesting, I don't know if I think they're real but it's quite fascinating," I explained and he smiled brightly. "Are you writing a paper on them?" I asked but he shook his head. 

"I'm not the college student type," he explained so I nodded. 

"Well, I hope you find what you're looking for," I walked away with a smile. I went back to my seat and continued reading. I found myself looking around slightly to see if he was anywhere close but I hadn't spotted him. After a while I lost hope that he was still here. A few hours passed and I packed up my things. I started approaching the door when Cara, a librarian, called me over. I approached with a wide smile, she smirked like she had a secret. 

"A man left you his number," she explained making my cheeks go red. 

"What book did he check out?" I asked hoping it was the guy I helped find the books he was looking. She started tapping on her computer. 

"He checked out with the name of Dean and he got a book on wendigo's and another on sirens," I smirked knowing it was him. She handed me the small piece of paper. 

"He was extremely handsome so if you don't call him I will," she joked making me laugh. 

"Thanks, I'll probably see you tomorrow," I announced with a quick goodbye to the other librarians. I walked out with a wide smile. I can't believe he left me his number. I started walking down the street and went into my local dinner. I took my usual seat in the corner and the waitress instantly brought me a tea with the right amount of sugar on the side. I'm becoming too predictable.

"The usual?" She asked making me chuckle. 

"Yes please," I added as I opened my book. As I pulled it out the piece of paper with Dean's number on it fell out of my bag. I decided to pull my phone out and enter the number. Rather than calling him I texted.

Me: Hey, is this the guy from the library?
(He replied almost instantly.)
Dean: I'm Dean. I didn't want to disturb your reading again so I hope you don't mind that I left my number.
Me: of course not. I'm Y/N.
Dean: pretty name.

We started texting a little and every time I send a message I heard a slight buzz. I looked around and spotted a man with his back turned to me.

Me: by any chance are you in the dinner?
Dean: yeah, how'd you know?
Me: I can hear your phone buzz.

I looked over to see him smiling at me. He called the waitress over before standing, grabbing his brown leather jacket from the back of his chair and approaching me. 

"Hey, mind if I sit with you?" He asked with a beautiful smile. 

"Sure thing," I added and smiled as he took a seat opposite me. 

We started chatting and getting to know each other before our food arrived. We had the same cheese burger and chips so he explained that he liked that I wasn't the type to just eat a salad. I couldn't help but giggle. As we ate we started talking about the book I recommended and ended up talking for hours about all kinds of things. He seemed pretty open and I learnt a lot about him. He had a brother that passed away recently who was a book worm, he had no other family except a man called Bobby who was pretty much his father figure, he was staying in a motel, he loves the town and is considering staying even though he's usually on the road. 

"Do they do apple pie here?" He asked as he looked over the menu. 

"No, there's only three places to get apple pie around here," I explained and he looked at me expectantly. "The market but it's not fresh, my neighbour who makes the best pies in the world and me who has her recipe." Dean suddenly looked excited. 

"Apple pie is my kryptonite," he chuckled making me laugh. 

"My kryptonite is ice cream, if anyone gives me ice cream I'm like a stray dog, I will follow them home," I joked making him laugh. The waitress brought over out separate bills and explained they were closing in 10 minutes. It 10 o'clock already?! Time flies. We packed up our things and walked to the counter where we paid our bills. We walked out and turned to each other.
"I should start heading home," I explained and he nodded with a slightly sad smile.
"I can drive you if you like? My cars just here," he explained making me smile. 

"I would love that," I added and he smiled brightly.

I woke up with a wide smile as I saw dean shaking me awake. 

"Good morning beautiful," he chirped making me smile wider as I stretched. "Good morning, baby," he added as he kissed my stomach. He does it every morning and every time it makes me excited for his birth. He kissed my lips with so much love and I melted into his lips. 

"Can't we just stay in bed?" I asked making him chuckle. 

"How about we make some breakfast, go to the store and have a movie night?" He asked making me smile excitedly. 

"A thousand times yes," I commented making him chuckle. 

"Happy anniversary," he added as he kissed me.

"Happy anniversary, baby," I replied in between kisses.

The baby boy was placed on my chest as I recovered from the pain of labour. Dean was stood close trying to get a good look.

"Hi, Sammy Stitch Winchester," I commented and Dean smiled at me brightly. He looked just about ready to cry. This is my life right here in this room and I love it!