The Axeman (Dean x Reader)

Part one Part three

lmao

969 words.

Im mature... I swear

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Deans Pov (i know yall might appreciate his way of thinking)

Dean stared at the woman in front of him with a look of total seriousness. She was pretty, he couldn't deny that, but she was also smart, which meant he would have to watch out when around her.

"Well...What do you want to know?" The girl shifted from foot to foot in discomfort. She looked as if she was pretending to be strong or intimidating, though he didn't doubt that in a normal situation she would be those things. She was a hunter, therefore he didn't doubt that she could easily stab them both in their sleep.

"Whats your name?" Dean asked while twirling a knife in her hand.

"__"

"What? No last name?" Sam inquired, raising an eyebrow. Dean couldnt help but roll his eyes at his brothers dorky smile. Leave it to Sammy to gain someones trust with that charming smile of his.

"Fine. __ __, badass extraordinar." She smirked and Dean couldn't help but observe the way her face shifted with the expression. It was such a flattering look that he couldn't help but blush.

"Whatever. This is my brother Sam and I'm Dean," He paused and waited a moment before pointing at the angel that entered the room." And this is our angel, Casti-"

"Castiel. Theres been a lot of talk about him." __ turned to the angel and stared him down. "If you hit me with a door, or any other hard object ever again, I promise that I will tear your wings from your back. Am I understood?" She hissed in such a violent manner that the Winchester brothers actually felt bad for Cas, who looked equally frightened.

"Ill keep that in mind."

"Smart." __ turned back towards Dean and stared at him, her eyes tracing over his face to memorize the features, and then she did the same with Sammy.

Something suddenly punched Dean in the stomach. Why was she staring at her brother like that too? Jealously coursed through him, which made no sense. He'd just met the girl!

Dean shook his head slightly to clear the thoughts, and Cas looked over at him with squinted eyes and a confused head tilt.

'Oh shit. I always forget that Cas can hear my thoughts...Hey Cas, can you go get me beer? I think tonight's gonna be a long night.' Cas automatically zapped out of the place. Dean groaned and walked away from where __ and Sam were talking.

"Dean?" Sam called, concerned for his older brother.

"Nope. Just keep chattin, Im fine over here." Dean plopped down on the bed and covered his face with a pillow.

"Whats his problem?" __ whispered to Sam. In return moose just chuckled and whispered something in her ear.

Dean didn't hear anything else that they said, for he had fallen asleep and couldn't care less what those two did.

Unless they had Sex.

Then Dean would be pissed.

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__'s Pov

As Dean fell asleep, __ asked Sam more about their life and what they did when they weren't hunting.

"Uh. Well it all depends. My brother and I have been through a lot... A lot a lot. We've both died a lot actually...And we had to get though some major problems." It was silent until Sam cleared his throat. "In time you'll get to know more. Do you need anything? A beer, extra clothes?"

"No no I'm alright. Im staying in this motel too actually. Ive got everything that I need." She didn't trust them yet, not completely anyways. __ has always had trust issues, but hey, when you live the life of a hunter it would be completely idiotic to not distrust everyone you meet. At first at least.

Sam shrugged and walked over to the fridge for a beer, finding that there was none. " Damn it Dean!"

"I got your liquor."

Both __ and Sam jumped. "Jesus christ Cas! We've talked about this! Give us a warning please!" Sam ran a hand through his hair and __ stared at the angel.

"You know what. Screw it. Give me a beer." She grabbed one from Cas's out stretched hand and used the bottle opener necklace (that she left in her pocket most of the time.) to pop the top.

"Can I-" __ tossed it to Sam and he smiled in thanks.

__ wouldnt admit it, but this is what made her fighting worth it. Being able to kick back, though not to comfortably, and enjoy a beer while chatting. Just normal conversations that dont involve a dead body or severed limbs, or anything remotely work related.

"I should go soon. Ive got to start researching this case..." She sipped from her bottle then tapped her fingers on the glass, making a low hollow tic noise.

Sam just smiled at __ and walked over to stand (and tower) over her. He held his hand out for her to shake (holy shit his hands were probably bigger than her face.) which she smiled and shook.

[A/N: firmly grasp it ]

"See ya _l/n_."

She took her beer with her, then walked out the door and around the top floor to enter her room.

__ automatically pulled her shoes and dress off, then plopped down in bed in her undergarments. She was freakin tired, okay? Give a girl a break.

She pulled the covers up to her chest and rested an arm under her pillow, which was holding a gun, then shut her eyes to sleep for a few hours.

She might have made two friends today, which is kinda cool.

But most importantly, she found two people that could be vital to solve this case.

Guess you'll have to wait and find out, wont you?

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aha.... its what, Friday?

okay I'm two days late.

*whispers* Im sorry

welp...

yep