Multi-Fandom One shots

(kinda) Sherlock x reader

This is it's gonna be a supernatural crossover too so :)
Sherlock Holmes. He's a brilliant man, and has unbelievably low self control. After Marry died, Sherlock was messed up. Even if he said he didn't have any sentiment, we all knew he had grown a soft spot for his best friends family. So after Jon wouldn't talk to him he became depressed and with depression comes his old *ahem* habits. Crack, drugs, stuff like that. He would get high and do some stupid stuff.
He couldn't solve crimes while high. I wouldn't let him. So when this lady came in, Amy, I think her name was. I wouldn't let him come out of the kitchen. Of corse ,him being Sherlock , he didn't listen and took the case. And here we are. Right after he got back, arguing. It's become almost a regular thing for my boyfriend and I to fight. I would often make sure mrs. Hudson is out, but sometimes I just can't help it.
"Why can't you ever listen?!!" I exclaimed
It's true he never listens to anything I have to tell him.
"Because ITS USELESS. WHY IN THE BLOODY HELL SOULD I LISTEN TO ANYTHING USELESS YOU HAVE TO SAY. BECAUSE NOTHING MATTERS!" He yelled I was shocked. I knew Sherlock didn't have a filter. Well he had a little bit with me but I never expected him to yell at me like that.
I took a deep breath "well if nothing matters then I guess you wouldn't mind me leaving. For good. " I said in the calmest voice I could muster. I turned to head to the room and pack my stuff.
Tears threatening to spill over I grabbed the suit case. "Good bye Sherlock Holmes. I hope you're happy" and with that I walked out of the door, out of Sherlock's life. But deep down I knew I wouldn't be able to escape this life of crime solving- not while I'm here- so I booked a plane. A plane to America where I would hopefully begin a new life.
-6 month time skip-
So here I am. Slashing heads off of body's with a silver sword. Not the way you're thinking. But any who I pack up and go back to the bunker after washing off. They're not human, no these are monsters- evil, vicious creatures- Vampires. It turns out all the monsters you've ever heard about are real. Demons? Yup. Angels? Yeah. gods? Yes. Any monsters you could think of, it's probably real. I found all this out in my first month here in America, Thanks to the Winchester's. They saved my life from a demon. I decided I liked them so I kept them. I convinced them to bring me to the bunker and let me help them.
I find them cases, books, websites and stuff like that but I can do the occasional fight when I want to.  I got myself all the weapons I need and more. "Hey (y/n), someone's out side saying they know you and Wants to talk to you. What do you wanna do?" Sammy asked
I sighed stood up grabbing my demon knife and my silver pocket knife handing to to Sam who goes beside me next to the door. I hold up my hand showing 1...2...3 I swing open the door knife at the ready.
Only to meet with a face I never wanted to see again. Sherlock Freaking Holmes. Without missing a beat I swing cutting his arm. And slam the door shut, leaving both him and Sam dazed from the speed.
"Whoa... what was that? I've never seen you so... uh mad." Sam stammered
"That was my wrath. That man is Sherlock Holmes. He's from England and he's a cold hearted high functioning sociopath who never loved anything. And he's my Ex. " I say.
"(Y/n)!! I know I hurt you. I know you hate me! But please hear me out. " he yelled through the door
To say the least I was throughly shocked. Sherlock never says please. I open the door just a tad.
"What do you want Sherlock." I asked through gritted teeth.
"Come back. Please I need you. Mrs. Hudson needs you. Jon needs you. Rosie needs you. " he desperately says.
"How are they. How is My little ex godchild? How's my best friend?Hows my mother- landlady? " I ask him with watery eyes
"They're good Jon and I started talking again. He beat the living crap out of me twice. Once for almost killing a famous person (who was a killer) and another time cuz he found out we broke up and it was my fault. Rosie's good. I'm trying to teach her how to deduct. Mrs. Hudson is fine, crazy as ever, but fine. I think she misses you the most though. You were her favorite. So will you? Come back I mean ?" He says
I open the door "oh Sherl, I wish I could come to you all of you. But I can't. I made a new life, saving people, hunting things." I say
"Hunting? Hunting what?" He asks
"Things " I say
"Well you had a life there too. You had a nice- ish life. With adventure and me. " he pleads
"I have adventure here. And I like it. But I do miss England. Oh hold on come in. You can't just keep standing here." I exclaimed silently motioning Sam to get my knife and his knife and put them on the table.
I walk over to the library where I was before and sit. With Sam and Sherlock following "ok so. The giant moose is Sam Winchester. Sam as I told you that is Sherlock Holmes. Hold on DEAN GET YOUR BUTT IN HERE! WHILE YOURE AT IT GET CAS TOO"
Dean hears my command and runs into the room, skidding to a stop beside Sam. A few seconds later Castiel kinda just poofed there. Sherlock was questioning reality and asking oh so many questions.
  -Le time skip brought to you by... bees ^^ buzz buzz-
"And yeah that's everything " I finished up the story.
"How... is that even possible. This can't be real. These things don't exist," sherl stammered
"Well better get used to it bud.Cause once you find out about these things, or meet us, there's no turning back" Dean says patting Sherlock on the shoulder.
"(Y/n)! Did you know this?!? " Sherlock questioned
"Well ever since I got here. They saved me. I kept them and not I find info. MyCroft probably knows. He tracks me. Even on American soil, " I said
"But I've thought it over and I'll go with you. ONLY for the purpose of seeing my god child and motherly ex landlady. Got it Sherl? when I get done with that I'm coming back to America and staying here. " I stated
He nodded. And so I went to pack about 2 weeks worth of clothes for my trip. Kissed the boys on the cheeks for good luck ( in a motherly/ family type way), and went on my way back to London.
A/n - ALRIGHT you've made it through. I hoped you enjoyed the long chapter. 1198 words.