Supernatural Imagines and Stories

Undercover

     You sighed as you stared into the filthy mirror in the rundown motel. "Do I have to do this?" you called out to the boys outside the bathroom. Dean yelled back at you. "Yeah ___. You kinda have to." You groaned loudly to show your frustration. Touching up the last of your makeup, you slipped on the dress. Honestly, you loved the dress, you just wish you were wearing it for a different occasion. Like a date with Sam! your mind screamed. Shut up! you yelled back. The dress came down to a little past your knees and it was a deep purple, almost blue. It had lace along the top of the neckline and the back was missing. You sighed once more and slipped on the slightly sparkly wedges. 

      You smoothed down the front and cracked open the rusty door. "Guys, I don't think I can do this." Sam walked up to the door, looking very handsome in his tux. He smiled sweetly down at you, his eyes dilated slightly. "___ I know you can do this. I'll be beside you the entire time." That's what I'm worried about! you cringed. "Okay, let's get this over with." you mumbled. He and Dean escorted you out the door to Baby. 

    You hesitated before walking into the elaborate club. This wasn't your normal gig. This particular pack of vamps, they liked the finer things in life. You breathed in and released it. "Alright boys, shall we?" you mocked a posh voice. They chuckled and let you take their arms. 

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   "Okay, so let's split up, cover more ground. He's not going to try to get me surrounded by you two giants." you planned. Dean nodded and walked toward a group of suit clad men. Sam however, stayed right beside you. "Sam?" you questioned. "I don't want to leave you alone. Especially knowing what he does to women." You smiled slightly and reached up to cup his cheek. "Sammy kinz, don't worry about me. I can kick ass and you know it." you teased him. Sam chuckled and put his hand over the one holding his cheek. "Yeah ___, I know you can." He leaned down and kissed your forehead softly. "I'll be watching the entire time." Then he was gone. 

    You tried to appear mysterious, hoping that would draw the vampire to you. You took a deep breath in and slowly released it. Just as you had given up hope, a tall stranger stood in front of you. He was definitely attractive, but there air about him, like he was hot and he knew it. You met his eyes and he smiled down at you. "Hey there gorgeous. What are you doing all alone?" You tried to not gag at his sicking charm. With what you hoped was a seductive smile, you stroked his arm. "Well, I'm not alone now, am I?" The vampire smirked and then lead you to the dance floor. You groaned mentally, but tried to stay in character. You were twirled around and you noticed Sam glaring at your dance partner. You motioned with your hand for him to do something. 

  You danced for a few minutes, then the song ended. The vampire lead you to the drink table and handed you one. Taking a small sip, you grimaced internally. The dead man's blood was disgusting. However, your companion drank the entire thing. Noticing every vampire drinking, you breathed a sigh of relief. You waited for all of them to become incapacitated to make your move. "NOW!" you yelled to Sam and Dean. They came out of their hiding spots, machetes swinging. You hiked your dress up to grab your knife as well. It didn't take long to decapitate the vampires. It was just gross to hear the sounds of their heads being cut. 

   You caught your breath and smiled at the boys. "Nice work." Dean gave you a thumbs up, but Sam just walked away. You looked over to his brother with curious eyes, but he shrugged. You both walked to the Impala to see Sam already waiting. You sighed and got ready for a tension filled car ride. What's up with him? you wondered to yourself. The ride was awkward and weird and you just wanted out of the car. Dean pulled Baby into the motel's parking lot. He went inside the room, giving you a 'talk to him' look before he shut the door. 

   Sam stomped to the door, but your caught his arm. "Hey Sam. What's the matter?" Sam whirled around and hissed "He was all over you!" You rolled your eyes. "Well duh Sam. He wanted to kill me, I had to get his attention some how. You know that's part of the job." He huffed. "I don't care and I don't like it." You gave him an incredulous look. "Sam, what do you mean you don't like it?" Sam groaned and covered his face, then mumbled something incoherent. You leaned forward. "What? I didn't understand you Sammy." He looked up, eyes shining and a flush over his cheeks. Sam took a deep breath, then connected his lips to your. The kiss was soft and sweet and insanely gentle, like he thought he would break you. 

    It ended all too soon and he leaned his forehead against yours. "I love you ___. That's why I don't like it." You laughed and smiled so big, you were sure you looked crazy. "Thank God." you exclaimed. Sam kissed you again and again, kissing you for years to come.