Supernatural Preferences

•How You Meet•

Dean Winchester
You were a volunteer nurse at your town hospital; you were on break when you heard someone yelling and cursing down the hall. "Dammit my brother needs help he's losing blood," he pauses and turns to you, "please he's all I have left." You call in the Doctor and when he they take the strangers brother, you walk up to him and say, "Hey he'll be alright he seems tough," he responds, "How do you know?" With a hopeful smile you say," I have hope." Let's just say you became close after giving him the thing he longs for the most.

Sam Winchester
You were a senior in college and because of that you have to do community service, so you can put it on your application. The only thing that sparked your interest was being a volunteer at your public library. One day when you were working in the myths and legends section you passed by a rather tall looking man; he looked handsome to you, but that's something you'd rather keep to yourself because of how shy you are. When you walk past him thinking it's the last time you'll ever see the man because you could tell he was only passing through town. He says, "Excuse me ma'am, do you work here?", you turn around and stutter, "Uh-um, yeah, how can I help you?" He responds, "Have you lived here for your whole life?" You nod. " I'm with the FBI I was hoping you could help me with this case; since you know the town." You smile a little and say,"Of course I'd be happy to." You wouldn't find out till later that he already knew everything he needed to know, but he was just finding an excuse to talk to you.

Cas
You're walking in the park even though at this time you'd be at work, but your boss called you and said there was no point of coming in because you were fired. He gave no justified explanation all he told you was that you weren't fit for the company and he hung up. You weren't too upset you never liked the boring desk-cubicle job. Being outdoors with adventure was were you preferred to be; it may sound cheesy but the fresh air and sounds of birds chirping was your serenity. When you were walking around you saw kids are playing on the playground. A man was sitting alone on a bench, watching the little kids not in a child molester way, but the way you saw the park, curiosity and peacefulness. With an open seat next to him you decided to walk up and take a seat by him. He looks at you and stares for a moment then turns away. After a brief moment, you speak up, "Beautiful isn't it." You state. "What?" He says confused. "The trees, the children running around playing." You turn to look at him, "We live in a dark world with war and carnage, yet it's a miracle how peace can be found in the simplest of things. How the smallest acts can bring hope for a better day." You close your eyes and breath in the fresh air and release. "How one human can bring hope to a lost angel." You hear a voice speak up. You open your eyes to see the mysterious man talking to himself. "Thank you." He says. "For what?" He smiles. "Having hope." In response you say," I'm Y/N," you stick your hand out. "Castiel." He responds. That fallen angle would be lifted up once again because of a little bit of hope from a human.

Crowley

Technically, you've known Crowley for a while. You and the Winchester brothers are practically family, so you're a professional hunter, as professional as hunting the supernatural may get. You and the boys were working a demon case; you three had your suspicions that Crowley may be around. When you woke up one morning the boys weren't around. Not knowing what to think you see a note on the table Sorry Y/N/N, but we didn't want you to get hurt on this case since you're still healing from the last case. Stay in the room and don't trust anyone. Remember shoot first ask questions late - Sam and Dean You'd be lying if you said you weren't pissed, but you knew the boys were just watching out for you. All of a sudden you feel like you're not alone, but that is a normal feeling considering your work. Something is different though, the smell of sulfur. "Squirrel and Moose won't mind if I borrow you right?" Crowley.

Charlie

Two words describes you- Fangirl and Marvel. You were at the comic book store in your town trying to find the new edition of the Black Panther series. When you were making your way through the aisles of the store, being the klutz you are, you trip on your own foot; before your face makes contact with the disgusting floor of the store you feel a pair of arms catch you by your waist. "Oh my Odin!" You hear a funny, yet sweet voice say. "Are you okay?" You stutter, "Um-uh-eh-uh well um, yeah." Cursing yourself out for being so stupid and nervous. "Are you sure you seemed in a rush, trying to find your boyfriend huh," "Uh well, no actually the new Black Panther issue came out today and guys aren't really my type." You finally squeak out and blush like a Weasley's hair. "You're a nerd that's great! And if I had to say so you'd be my type." She smirks and winks at you. "I'm Charlie," "Y/N." "Y/N, you know Weasley should be your last name since you're blushing as bright as their hair." You blush even brighter. "You're cute. How about we get the new issue for you and go get a drink at the cafe in town?" All of a sudden you feel confident; liking how this girl makes you so speechless and the sound of your name in her voice. "I like the sound of that" You say. You didn't know it then, but she was the Granger to your Weasley.

Gabriel

Someone had kidnapped you for some odd reason, but you were currently in a basement. You had seen enough horror movies to know it is unlikely for woman to come out alive in situations like this. Praying was never something you did often, but hoping there is a God you prayed out and as loud as you could. You started hearing footsteps coming from upstairs and saw a bit of light as a door opened. Feeling a hand on your shoulder you whip your head around to see a handsome guy with a lollipop in his mouth? The next thing you knew you're alone in some big fancy house. "Don't worry that guy will never bother you again," You hear a voice say. And look up in the middle of the staircase is the guy who rescued you. "What the hell?!" You scream. "Who-what the hell are you some kind of freaky hella good ass magician or something?!" "The name is Gabriel and you can call me an Archangel." He says and winks at you.

*Author's Note*

As you can tell this is my first preference. If you think I should add someone, request a preference or you want personal request feel free to PM me please don't request in the comments. I won't stop writing because of lack of views, comments or votes. Though, I'd appreciate if you did comment or vote. I promise my writing will get better. Every great writer, performer etc. was once a beginner.