Destiel One Shots

Seeing Double

This was supposed to be easy, Dean thought as he laid on the old barn floor after being punched multiple times by a particularly angry vampire. His machete was across the room and the vampires were starting to surround Dean from all sides.

Where the hell are Sam and Cas?

Just as Dean was starting to panic, he saw a vampire’s head fly off its body. As he heard another thump to the floor, Dean scrambled onto his feet and ran to his knife. But by the time he turned around, all the vampires were dead.

The relief that Dean felt once all the vampires were killed was short lived, because when he turned around, it was neither Sam nor Cas with a machete in their hands.

The man had a well-defined face with high cheek bones that were scattered with freckles and blood. His ripped jeans and black leather jacket were splattered with blood as well.

Dean raised his own knife, prepared to fight despite the fact that the stranger had quite possibly just saved his life.

"Who are you?" Dean asked in a rough voice.

The man was about to answer when Cas and Sam suddenly came barreling through the barn door.

"Dean, are you okay?" Cas asked in a worried tone as he rushed to Dean, not even noticing the other man in the room.

"Yeah, Cas, I'm good," Dean breathed out, glancing at Cas before he continued to stare at the stranger. Cas followed Dean's line of sight to the man and his eyebrows pulled together in confusion.

Sam had also been staring at the man and was once again repeating what everyone was wondering - "Who are you?"

"My name is Dan," he smirked before continuing, "I'm just another hunter, like I'm assuming you fellas are. I was in the area so I picked up the case. Good thing I got here when I did, huh?" Dan nodded his head at Dean and then walked closer to the small team of hunters.

Sam looked over at his brother and tilted his head in question.

"The vamps had me surrounded and I didn't have my knife," Dean muttered, then he looked at Dan and said a bit louder, "Thanks for that."

Sam quickly raised his eyebrows and added, "Yeah, thanks. It's a good thing you were here, Cas and I were dealing with vamps outside."

Dan raised an eyebrow and asked, "Who?"

"Oh, sorry. This is Cas," Sam gestured toward him and then towards himself, "and I'm Sam Winchester. And the guy you saved was my brother, Dean."

"Well, it's nice to meet y'all," Dan said with a cheeky smile.

"It's nice to meet you as well, Dan," Cas stated with a soft smile. Dan's smile grew even larger as he swept his eyes down Cas' body. Dean frowned and shifted closer to Cas.

Sam ended the start of an awkward moment by saying, "It's weird. We know almost all the serious hunters out there, but I've never heard of you."

Dan finally turned away from Cas and said, "I don't like talking with other hunters. I prefer to keep my head down and do my own thing."

"I get it, man, I do.” Sam agreed. “But you should come eat with us. It's not everyday we meet a new hunter."

"Aw, Sam, he probably doesn't want to, since he does his own thing and all," Dean said with an edge in his voice.

"I think I can pull out some manners for one meal, Dean, especially if blue eyes over here is coming too," Dan winked at Cas.

"Yes, I too will be attending," Cas stated in a confused voice.