Supernatural x Male!Reader Season 2!

Supernatural x Male!Reader Part 45!

Episode: Season 2 Episode 14

Part: 2

Key:

(M/n) = Male Name

(L/n) = Last Name

(D/n) = Demon Name

(N/n) = Nickname

WARNING: Death, swearing, boy x boy, some triggering stuff. This is Supernatural, everything happens in this show/fandom

Enjoy~!

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~Road, night~

Dean was driving down a dark road, Sam was staring out the window, and (M/n) was staring at the young Winchester.

"What's going on with you, Sam? Hm? 'Cause smoking, throwing bottles at people, I mean, that sounds more like me than you."

"Dean, wait, right here. Turn down that road."

"What?"

"I don't know how I know, I just do." Dean turned down a back road and onto a a private property. It is a large house with plenty of emergency lighting and security cameras outside.

"Whoever lives here, I'd say they don't like surprises." The demon commented.

"Should we knock?"

"I guess."

Dean knocked on the front door while Sam pokes around the corner.

"Hey, guys." Sam waved his flashlight at a window. It's broken, the ledge covered in shattered glass.

"I'm surprised the cops didn't show. Place like this you'd think it'd have an alarm."

The demon pointed at a  disabled alarm on the wall. "Yeah, you would."

~In the house~

They go into the house, the floor is covered in broken glass and scattered items. In a back room, they come across a body on the floor.

"Hit the lights."

Sam turned on the lights as Dean kneeled behind the body. He places a hand on it and turns it over, it was a middle-aged man with a deep cut throat, he was dead, his eyes staring. Dean put a hand over his own mouth. Sam looked horrified. (M/n) just raised an eyebrow.

"Dean, I did this." Sam said.

"We don't know that."

"What else do you need? I mean, how else do you explain the car, the knife, the blood-"

"I don't know man, why don't you tell me?! Look, even if you did do this, I'm sure you had a reason, you know. Self-defense, uh, he was, he was a bad son of a bitch, something!" The eldest patted down the body. "He doesn't have any ID."

"I need your lockpick."

"What?"

"I need your lockpick." Sam takes the lockpick and opens a double-door closet in the room. Inside the room, one wall is covered in firearms, the other in charts and clippings.

"Holy....Either this guy's a Unabomber-"

"Or a hunter. I think I killed a hunter."

"Let's find out." The boy was looking at a security camera near the ceiling.

Later, Sam was sitting in front of the desktop computer, Dean and (M/n) were standing behind him. He cued up the security tape.

"Here we go."