Supernatural Imagines

Overprotective but Caring

Right when you sit down with a beer in your hand to watch another episode of Doctor Who, there's a knock at your door.

"This son of a bitch," you mumble and make your way to the door.

You open it to find none other than the Winchester boys.

You had helped them on a demon case a while back, but what were they doing here now?

"Hi," Dean says with a slight smirk and smile and you notice his soft eyes. You had almost forgotten how cute he was.

"Hey," Sam gives a sheepish smile and breaths in that way he does whenever Dean flirts with a girl.

"The Winchester boys, to what do I owe the pleasure?" you say with sarcasm and a bit of irritation since they didn't let you watch your episode.

"We need help," Sam says.

"And what makes you think I'm available to help?" You raise an eyebrow.

"Because I'll repay you later," Dean winks and you feel your face turning red.

When you had helped them long ago you had a crush on Dean and he would often play with you but you weren't sure if he liked you back.

"Your payment better be good," you say and close the door.

You pull on your leather jacket and grab your already packed duffle bag and open the door.

"What are we hunting boys?" You ask as all three of you head to the Impala that's parked in your driveway.

"We think it's a ghost, near your town actually so we thought we'd stop by," Sam gives you the information.

"Because you need my help and can't salt and burn a body by yourself," you state in a sarcastic tone.

"Well, this ghost isn't like anything we've seen before. And the body was cremated Ms. (y/l/n)," Dean says and you just love his sass.

"Any items at all?" You ask.

"Nothing," Sam says.

"Did the guy know anyone? Still has relatives that are alive? They'll normally keep something."

"We haven't checked with his son yet," Dean says.

"Then let's go now," you decide.

You're in the Impala for about another half hour.

You go inside the motel Sam and Dean were staying at and go change into you FBI outfit. You forgot how good you looked in it.

You open the door to find Dean in his suit while Sam is in his normal clothes.

"What's the plan?" You ask.

"We'll go check out the guy's kid while Sammy stays back and does some more research," Dean says.

Great. You were going to be alone with him and could fall for him all over again.

"Let's go," you say.

You both get in the Impala and have the most awkward car ride you've ever had in your entire life. You wanted to start a conversation but you didn't know what to say.

You finally get there and walk up to the guy's front door.

A young man answers the door and immediately takes an interest in you.

"Hi, Agent Tyler and Agent Noble," Dean says and you both show your badges. You had chosen the aliases this time and Dean let it slide. "We're hear to talk about your father's recent death."

"Yeah sure, come on in," he says nervously.

Oh great. Another guy who's fallen for you.

You both sit down and the house actually looks pretty nice.

"What do the Feds wanna know?" He asks.

"Do you have any items of your father? Stuff he might've used a lot or that were very valuable to him?" you ask.

"He had a pocket watch," he says and pulls it out of his own pocket. "It's so old it doesn't work anymore but he took it with him everywhere and always had it on him."

"Can I see?" you ask and he nods.

You take it from him and look at it for a bit to determine if it'll work to get rid of the spirit.

"Do you mind if we hang on to this for a while?" you ask softly so he'll proboably say yes.

"Go ahead," he says.

You and Dean get up and leave the house.

As you walk to the Impala, you notice Dean is unusually tense.

"You okay?" you ask as you get into the car.

"I'm fine," he says sternly and starts the engine.

"Nothing on your mind?" you ask one more time.

"(y/n), I'm fine," he starts to get annoyed.

"You know you can talk to me right," you say softly and sympathectically.

"It's just...if you didn't notice, that guy was totally checking you out."

"I noticed," you say softly.

"It's just, I don't want anyone to treat you like you're only worthy for your ass," he confesses.

"Dean, I'm a big girl. I can handle myself," you pause. "And why do you care anyway? Thought this was strictly business."

You hope he'll say cause he likes you and you tell him you like him back. Your heart is beating so fast, you're worried it'll burst out of your chest.

"You deserve better than some crappy guy, alright. You're a great hunter who deserves a great guy."

"Dean, I love you." The words slip right out of your mouth but you can't take them back now.

He pulls over and stops the car to look at you. You are mesmerized by his apple green eyes. You hadn't seen anything more beautiful.

"(y/n), you have no idea how long I've been wanting to tell you that. I'm such a coward and had to wait until you told me. You deserve someone better than me," he says.

"Dean, all I want is you," you say and kiss him.

He kisses right back and you fell like everything is perfect in the world.

"I love you (y/n)," he whispers.