Happy Supernatural Day !!!!

Happy Supernatural Day !!!!

Who knew 11 years ago we’d be signing up for one of the most amazing adventures of our lives. To those who have been there from the beginning and those who’ve discovered it along the way thanks for sharing it with us. 

We really are a family and I’m happy to be part of it. You’re all amazing and I love each and every one of you. We’ve so many memories together and I hope we can make many more together.

It’s been 11 great years and we’re in for at least one more.

Here’s to them who’ve taught us family doesn’t end or start with blood, that no matter what loyalty runs to the core and you can always find hope even in the darkest of times if you know where to look.

To our boys who’ve taught us that we are enough and we’re never alone, we always have them, and a little kindness goes a long way. You’ve made us laugh and cry and we’ll forever be grateful to you all.

We’ve had the pleasure of watching them grow, onscreen and off. We’ve watched them fall in love and become parents. We are so proud of you all and all you’ve accomplished each and every one of you and we’ll be there to watch you accomplish so much more.

Thank you to the cast and crew who’ve brought us this spectacular show that keeps on giving. Thank you to everyone that made supernatural possible. Thank you for giving us this show.

And always remember no matter what............WE’VE GOT A GIF FOR THAT !!!!!

 Remember Me - Dean Winchester Imagine

Dean x reader

Summary: You go on a hunt and encounter a witch, who has her own fun before you kill her.

The bright light seared your eyes and you felt your body leave the ground. Your body hit the wall and you flopped onto the floor. The world spun as you pushed yourself up. ‘You know what’s worse than the person you love dying?’ A woman knelt beside you. You looked up at her. Witch, you were hunting her, she was a witch. ‘Is when they’re still there and don’t love you. That’ll show that boy of your, maybe he won’t be so quick to kill someone’s husband next time’ You lunged at her pushing her onto the ground. Reaching beside you you grabbed the knife and brought it down.

You rolled off her letting out a long breath. You rubbed your head, you felt like you were forgetting something. You felt disorientated. You pinched your brow standing. ‘Y/n’ Your head snapped towards the doorway. Sam stood blocking the view of the hallway almost covering the whole door. ‘She’s dead’ You nodded at him. ‘Hey, everything okay here?’ Someone pushed Sam out of the way.

Your eyes widened. His eyes landed on the witch. ‘You killed her’ He stated. If you weren’t so worried about him calling the cops you’d have been struck by what a stunning man he was. He was tall, broad muscled and those eyes, those bright green candy apple eyes. You felt a sudden urge to plant your lips on his, but that would be unprofessional. Although you couldn’t help the pull you had towards this bow legged man and have him carry you away in those strong arms.

 You held out your hand towards him. ‘It’s okay Sir’ You told him in the calmest voice you could muster. ‘Me and my partner here, we’re FBI. It was necessary’ He froze furrowing his eyebrows. Him and Sam shared a confused look, it looked like they knew each other. Then he started to laugh. ‘Funny, sweetheart’ He shook his head. ‘Next time I’ll be here sooner, point taken’ He stepped into the room.

You furrowed your eyebrows. ‘Sir’ You snapped. The man stopped looking at you. ‘I would suggest you turn around and go home’ You stepped towards him. ‘Alright joke over, I get it Y/n’ You tilted your head to the side. ‘How do you know my name?’ You narrowed your eyes. Again the two of them shared a look.

Sam stepped towards a wary look on his face. ‘Y/n, are you feeling okay?’ He asked quietly. ‘Yes, yes I’m perfectly fine Sam’ Pretty boy groaned and threw his arms up into the air. ‘Really? He was here like 10 seconds before me and it’s only me who gets this’ Okay to say you were confused now was definitely an understatement.

Sam sent him he’s classic bitch face. ‘Y/n, did the witch his you with anything?’ You furrowed your eyebrows. ‘Y/n, babe, it’s me’ The man stepped closer to you. ‘Me? You say that like I’m supposed to know you’ You shook your head looking at your hunting partner. ‘Sam, who the hell is this?’ Sam’s eyes widened. The man’s breath hitched and lip lip trembled.

Sam gulped. ‘Y/n, this is my brother Dean, your Fiance’ You felt like someone had punched you in the gut.

You threw your head back and laughed. ‘Don’t be ridiculous Sam, you don’t have a brother’ You shook your head. The smaller man, Dean seemingly, stepped forwards. ‘Babe, I swear if this is some kind of joke it’s gotten old’ He growled. Your laughter stopped immediately. ‘A joke? Yeah, this is a joke, well done guys, not tell me, who are you really? Another Hunter?’ You crossed your arms over your chest.

Sam looked at him. ‘Dean, I-I think she’s serious’ He whispered fear evident in his voice. Sam looked back at you Dean’s eyes were focused on you. ‘Y-you really don’t know who I am?’ He breathed. You wanted to tell him yes, you wanted to take the heartbroken look from his face. But you couldn’t , so you shook your head. Then they began to water. Just watching him tear up watching that one perfect tear spill from his eye and roll down his cheek broke your heart. 

It ripped you in two, you wanted to take him in your arms and make it all go away. It was the strongest reaction you had to anyone crying in your entire life, it was like his pain hit you too, ripping your own heart in two as you watched his being crushed. It made you think, maybe you did know him. Maybe you did know this Dean.

Then he turned and strode from the room. You watched him go, his perky ass prominent through his jeans. Something inside you screamed at you to follow him, but your feet were stuck to the spot you were standing. It was when he disappeared from your view that you finally obeyed. You began to move towards the door, following this man. ‘Y/n, you shou-’ Sam stepped in front of you.

You reached out grabbing his arm. You threw your body at him catching him off guard, you spun his throwing him up against the wall. You sprinted by him following his brother. ‘Hey’ You called when you caught sight of him. He was walking towards a sleek black 67′ Impala. He turned as you stayed running towards him. ‘Y-you remember me?’ He breathed as you came to a stop in front of him.

You shook your head. ‘No, but I know I’m supposed to. I know I am’ His jaw clenched and you bit your lip. ‘I-I’m sorry’ You felt your own tears welling up. Dean’s eyes widened and he reached forwards. His hand grabbed the back of your neck and he pulled you to him. He wrapped his arms around you. ‘Don’t cry sweetheart, we’ll figure it out’ He ran his thumb along your hairline and you shivered relaxing into him.

You felt at home in his arms. He knew how to calm you, knew that rubbing the back of your neck calmed you. You reached around him wrapping your arms around his torso, they felt right there, like they had been there before. ‘We’ll figure it out’ He pressed a kiss to your head and you couldn’t help the overwhelming feeling of love that swelled inside you. You couldn’t help but relax into him.

You heard someone clear their throat behind you. ‘Well you may not remember him but you definitely remember how to kick ass’ You pulled away to see Sam walking out of the house. ‘Sorry’ You shrugged stepping away from Dean. ‘I-I-’ you chewed on your lip. ‘I-he was crying-I didn’t like seeing him crying’ You shrugged and rubbed the back of your neck. ‘Alright, let’s get you back to the bunker, we can call Cas there’ Dean put his hand on the small of your back turning you towards the car. He pulled keys out of his pocket and tossed them to Sam. ‘Drive’ He told him opening the door for you.

For the first hour you all sat in silence. Sam was driving and you and Dean sat in the back of the car. ‘Is this yours?’ You asked Dean running your fingers over the leather seats. Dean nodded. ‘Yeah, this is Baby’ Dean patted the eat fondly. He must really love his car. ‘She’s beautiful, even though I don’t like cars’ Dean chuckled a little. ‘I know but you still love Baby’ He smiled up at you but you could still see the sadness in his eyes.

You hesitantly reached out putting your hand on his. It was then that you caught sight on the ring on your finger. Dean turned his hand and laced his fingers through yours. ‘Is what Sam said true?’ You whispered. ‘What?’ Dean furrowed his eyebrows. ‘About the Fiance thing’ You pulled your hand from his and looked at the simple, yet perfect ring on your finger. ‘I bought you that three months ago’ Dean reached out and took your hand in his again.

He ran his finger over the silver band. ‘It’s beautiful’ You smiled widely at him. He nodded. You sat in silence again. After a moment you pulled your hand away from his and reached into your back pocket. You pulled out your phone and typed in the pass code. ‘You remember’ You looked up at Dean. ‘What?’ He nodded towards your phone. ‘You remember your pass code’ You chuckled a little. ‘Yeah I should it was-’ You paused. 

What exactly was the significance of those four numbers, and they were significant. You knew they were, they were something really important. They were something important to someone. ‘My birthday, that’s my birthday’ Dean smiled. He scooted closer to you sitting in the middle. ‘You remember my birthday’ He beamed. ‘This is good, that’s good’ He nodded speaking to himself more than you.

You felt bad for the guy, he was clinging onto anything that indicated you remembered him. Anything that meant you knew him. You were sure you did, you were sure you knew him, to some extent. But he was talking about marriage here, and hunters don’t marry. That was something that didn’t happen, something you had resigned yourself to. And this man was telling you you two were engaged.

You got why you would want to marry him, he seemed kind, sweet, like a genuine man, and handsome too. You got that much but would you really do it? Would you really put yourself out there that much? After everything you’d seen would you really fall in love and marry someone. ‘I just typed it in, just absentmindedly’ You told him, you didn’t want him to get his hopes up only to be dashed. ‘But I didn’t remember the significance of it’ He shrugged.

A smile still on his face. ‘But you knew it was something significant. That’s something’ You opened your mouth to say something but the look of hope in your eyes was something that seemed foreign there, and you didn’t want to talk it away. ‘I guess it is’ You looked back down at your phone.

You took in a breath when you seen the screensaver. It was you and him. You were sitting on the hood of Baby. You had your tongue sticking out at Dean and your hand was on his cheek. He was lounging on the hood of the car as well. His hand was on you thigh and he was laughing. ‘That was a good day’ Dean smiled and he leaned closer. ‘I have a photo from that day too as mine’ He reached into his pocket pulling out his phone.

You watched him type in his pass code. ‘That’s my birthday’ You breathed, he glanced at you from the corner of his eye nodding as you leaned over looking at the photo. Baby wasn’t in this one. It was just you and him. He had his arms around your waist as he stood behind you. He was smiling looking at the camera. You had your head tilted back, one of your hands were on his arm and the other on the back of his head pulling him forwards. You were leaning up pressing your lips to his jaw.

You looked up at Dean. ‘It was your birthday, a few months ago’ You furrowed your eyebrows. you could remember it, it was blurry and pieces were missing. The only thinking you could properly remember was time spent with Sam and Cas. ‘I can’t remember my birthday’ You breathed closing your eyes. 

Now that you thought about it you couldn’t remember a lot of the last few years, it wasn’t that you had forgotten. You remembered it, you knew it happened you remembered who with but there was bits that were blurry. You couldn’t see it clearly but you knew it was there. ‘I-I can’t remember’ You dropped your phone on your lap bringing your hands up to your face.

You felt your resolve crumbling. The sobs shook your body. You were missing a large amount of the last few years. Your life was gone, everything you had done with this man was gone. Someone you loved enough to marry, to risk being in love with in this life, to publicly make him a target for anyone who didn’t like you. You loved him, a lot seemingly. And you had forgotten him.

You tensed as you felt arms wrap around you. ‘Babe, it’s okay you will remember. We’ll make sure of it’ You heard Dean say and you were pulled into his chest. ‘It’s okay Babe’ His voice strained and shaking. He was crying, you were both crying. You pulled your legs up to your chest turning into him. ‘I-I can’t remember you Dean’ You sobbed. He tightened his grip on you. ‘You’ll remember. You’ll remember me, you will’ You pulled away from his taking your hands from your face.

You caught Sam shifting awkwardly in the front of the car. You felt sorry for him, he would have to deal with both you and Dean being emotional. ‘But what if I don’t? What if she got rid of my memories completely? What if I never remember you?’ Your tears kept coming. Dean reached up and wiped your cheeks. ‘Then we’ll make new ones, we’re still here. We’ve got each other, that’s all we need sweetheart’ He smiled sadly at you.

You shook your head. ‘I can’t’ You pulled away from him. ‘I can’t not remember you’ You looked down at your finger the diamond twinkling on your finger. ‘I can’t not remeber this, I have to remember our life Dean’ Dean opened his mouth but whatever he was going to say considered and just wrapped his arms around you again pulling you to him. ‘We’ll be fine. I promise’ He kissed your head.

You grumbled when someone jostled you in your sleep. ‘Sorry sweetheart’ You heard a deep voice above you. You felt yourself being lowered onto something soft. ‘Go back to sleep’ You opened your eyes yawning softly. ‘Dean?’ Dean’s head snapped towards you. ‘Yeah’ He dropped to his knees beside the bed. He took your hand in his. ‘You remember? You remember me?’ He watched you with wide eyes his lips parted a hopeful look on his face. ‘Not the way you want me to’ You whispered.

You watched as the hope disappeared from his eyes. His shoulders slumped and he nodded slowly. His tongue darted out between his lips. Your heart broke at the sight. You chest tightening. ‘I’m making dinner, do you want any?’ He tried to shake off how sad he looked putting a fake smile on his face. ‘I’m making your favourite?’ He raised an eyebrow. ‘The big burger?’ You chanced. He smirked nodding. ‘My own invention, you’re remembering’ He smiled standing. 

You shrugged not wanting to tell him that you were convinced Cas was the one who had made it for you. You furrowed your eyebrows, everything was beginning to clear. Only where had been blurry was beginning to fill with Castiel's presence. ‘Dean’ /You reached out grabbing his arm. ‘We need to call Cas, see if he knows anything’ Dean nodded. ‘Sam’s called him’ He reached out rubbing your hand that was on his arm.

You sat at the table eating the burger Dean had made for you. He sat beside you with a scrapbook. Inside it was loads of photos. Each one of them had a date and description written under them, all in your handwriting. You pointed to a photo of you and him standing in the bunker by a christmas tree. ‘It was a surprise for Sammy, he wanted a christmas so we sent him out to get a crazy shopping list and when he came back the bunker was decorated’ He explained what was going on in the photo. What you didn’t tell him is you thought it was Cas who had helped you decorate

You nodded pointing at another one. It was you Sam, Dean and Cas standing in a field, it was dark and there were trees behind you. ‘That’s New Years, we had just finished up a nasty case, Sam had hurt his shoulder. We drove to the middle of nowhere and Cas got fireworks for us. We let them off and I kissed you at midnight. We sat in that field for hours just drinking and letting off fireworks’ You ran your finger over the photo.

The flap of wings distracted you and you looked up. ‘Hello’ Castiel smiled. You let a large smile grace your features. ‘Cas’ You slid out of the chair and threw your arms around the Angel. He chuckled and patted your back. ‘Y/n, Sam said you were in trouble’ You nodded. ‘I am’ He pushed you back looking you over. ‘You seem fine’ He furrowed his eyebrows. ‘She can’t remember me’ Dean grumbled behind you and you pulled away from Castiel. 

You hadn’t meant to get so excited around Cas. That must have hurt him. His fiance getting excited when  another man pops into the room and she can’t even remember his name. You smiled sadly at him before going over to sit beside him. ‘Can you fix it?’ Cas sat across from you. ‘Tell me what happened? How did you forget Dean?’ You nodded before launching into the story about the hunt.

Castiel looked at Dean. ‘Did you kill the witches husband?’ Dean nodded. ‘Well, it was definitely revenge, I will go look into it and be back’ With that he was gone. You looked up at Dean. ‘I’ll be back in a minute’ Dean stood walking away. You watched him go sitting in silence ‘There’s something else’ Sam sat down where Cas had a minute ago. you sighed. ‘The burger, the christmas trees. I always remember it as Castiel, not Dean’ Sam nodded pursing his lips. ‘Your brain probably can’t handle not knowing, it’s filling in the blanks how it can. Cas was with you when Dean made you the burger for the first time, Cas took that photo. Cas introduced you and Dean in the first place, maybe it was your subconscious linking them’ Sam shrugged.

You nodded and sat in silence until Dean got back. ‘Alright, what’s next?’ Dean sat back down looking at the scrap book again. ‘This one’ You pointed to a photo of you and Dean sitting in the library. He chuckled nodding. ‘That was just a normal day. Me and you fell asleep on one of the chairs. I was sitting there and you came over with this book, it was in latin, and you sat on my lap reading it. An hour later you were asleep’ He told the story with a fond smile. ‘I fell asleep soon after, I didn’t want to wake you up’ You reached out and took his hand.

He looked up at you with a tear in his eye. You reached up and wiped the tear as it began to roll down his cheek. He smiled and you smiled back. ‘I found a cure’ You both jumped away from Dean. Castiel stood behind Sam with a smile on his face. ‘It was a memory spell, it put a block on your memories, that is why they are so hazy and blurry’ He held out a small vial.

You reached out hesitantly taking it from him. ‘It is safe, you do not need to worry about taking it’ You bit your lip. You popped open the lid and took a sniff. It smelt sour and your nose wrinkled up in disgust. ‘It doesn’t smell great’ You muttered before looking at Dean. He had that hopeful look in his eyes again. He was smiling but trying to keep it slightly hidden. You would be drinking something none of you knew about, he was worried.

You smiled at him before you raised it to your lips and let the liquid flow down your throat.

Your head was pounding when the room came into focus. You weren’t in the kitchen though you were lying on the bed. ‘Y/n’ Dean leaned forwards and smoothed your hair from your face.  ‘Hey’ You smiled up at him. He smiled down at you, but there was something behind his eyes. Worry, hurt, fear. ‘Remember me?’ He breathed. You nodded. ‘Every detail, although I wish I couldn’t remember that weekend in Wisconsin’ Dean’s eyes lit up at your words. 

A smile spread across his face ‘You remember me’ He leaned forwards smashing his lips to yours. ‘You remember me’ You could feel the tear from his eyes dropping on your cheek as he kissed you. You pulled away. ‘Worst five hours ever’ He grumbled but smiled anyway. ‘I love you Y/n’ He chuckled and kissed you again, like his life depended on it.

I’d like to thank everyone who reads my writing !! You guys are amazing, thank you for reading them. It means the world to me, thank you <3 I love you guys

“I’m personally not a fan”         ✓ OKAY “I don’t understand how you could possibly enjoy something as lame as that”         ✗ NOT OKAY

Writers Break

Hey Guys, there will be nothing from me until Monday at the earliest. I am going to a festival all weekend and won't have any internet. Awhh, but I will be back soon :)

And seeing as I’m going away I’m going to leave you with an extract from one of my new Cas fics :)

Steve (Cas) x Reader

You slipped on the black heels you were wearing for the occasion. The long evening gown that you had on was beautiful, and had cost you a solid fortune. It was a low back with golden chains connecting both sides. It hugged your curves perfectly and you were very excited about tonight. You stood and looked at yourself in the mirror. 

The red lipstick was perfect, and the eyeshadow made your eyes really pop. The loose updo you had showed off the long curve of your neck. Twirling a little you watched as the dress swung with you. It would be perfect, just perfect. Bending you retouched the red of your lips and you grabbed the gold bag you had borrowed from a friend. 

You turned grabbing the bottom of your dress and walking from your room. The shawl you were wearing was downstair. The usual quick descent took a few seconds longer seeing as the heels you wore tonight were taller than the ones you wore on a normal bases. You petted the dog as you walked by the chair. He looked up half opening an eye and then dropped his head back onto the couch. ‘Lucky it’s not you I’m trying to impress tonight’ You mumbled walking towards the kitchen.

You needed some water, your mouth was dry and you couldn’t just sit around waiting. Your stomach twisted and turned as you looked at the clock. It was almost six, you were ready ten minutes early, that didn’t surprise you. When it came to things like thing you always made sure to be early. You wrapped your lips around the straw sucking the water through it trying not to smudge your lipstick.

You tensed as the doorbell rang. You glanced at the clock. Still ten minutes early. It wasn’t him, it couldn’t be. Who was ever this on time apart from you? You left down the cup and took a deep breath. You let your eyes close as you exhaled. The false lashes you wore tickled your cheeks and then above your eyes as you opened them.

You turned on your heel and strode towards the front door. You stopped and checked your reflection in the mirror that hung in the hallway before nodding. You looked good, in fact you looked absolutely incredible. You had done well, the extra hours put in really paid off.

You laid your hand on the door smiling. You had even gotten your nails done for tonight's event. Not just because it was a big company ball which meant everyone would be there, and looking at you. But because of who you were bringing, you wanted to look good enough to be the one on his arm, because god he looked like an Angel. Plus if you looked good tonight who knew where it would lead.

You opened the door and your eyes fell on the exact person you had been waiting for. He stood with a nervous smile on those beautiful, kissable lips. And, man, did he look good in a suit, heavenly, good enough to eat. You let out a soft sigh and he shifted nervously. ‘Hi, Steve’ You breathed. ‘Y/n’ He nodded his eyes taking in every inch of you. ‘Let me grab my coat’ You told him turning. 

You grabbed the shawl from the  chair and your purse. ‘Bye Benny’ You patted the door before walking back to the door. ‘You look beautiful’ Steve said. His gravelly voice doing wonders to your body, goosebumps erupting on your skin but you weren’t even cold. ‘Thank you, you look very handsome’ He pulled at the jacket as you locked your door. ‘I was not sure about the tie’ He muttered.

You looked at him. ‘It’s wonderful, absolutely perfect’ He looked up at you through his lashes. His face lit up and you felt your heart melt, this man was something else, he was perfect. ‘Shall we go?’ He smiled and held out his arm so you. You threaded your arm through his elbow and left your hand on his forearm. ‘Thank you for coming Steve. You’re amazing’ You swore you could have seen a faint blush on his cheeks. ‘Anything’ He breathed and you ducked your head to hide your own blush.

Tonight was going to be perfect, no matter what. With him there, you doubted it could be anything but.

So yeah.....I’ll see you all next week !!!!! I’m off to PARTY !!!!!!!

I want to introduce you all to my new little kitten. Shea only about two or three months old. The little thing appeared on my doorstep about two days ago. Shes he second one in the last month to be dumped outside my house. It always gets me how cruel peple can be, this little thing is barely bigger than my hand. You can barely feel her when she sits on you. But the little thing is happy and being well looked after here. Shes eating plenty and is playing with our other kittens. And as soon as shes old enough and well enough we'll find her a good home. But I just wanted people to know, this isnt right. If you cant handle having kittens then you either neuter your cat or do not have one in the first place. If its all getting overwhelming you either find a new home for your cat or give it to an organisation who can do that for you. Even if you know theyll be looked after wherever you leave them. All you have to do is find it a new home. And that really isnt that hard. This poor little thing was takem from its mother, before it should have been really, and left in the middle of the countryside. Not only is this cruel and dangerous it can be traumatic for the animal. I just want people to know about this and that this happens, and if you have unwanted pets, get help. IT IS NOT OKAY TO DUMP ANIMALS. IT IS NEVER OKAY TO DUMP AN ANIMAL, EVER.

Not so little - Sam Winchester Imagine

Sam x reader

Summary: You meet the boys after a few years apart and are surprised how much they’ve grown

Flashback

Aged 14

You took in a shaky breath and raised your hand to the screen door. You closed your eyes and your knuckles came down causing the knock to echo through the house. You had no idea if anyone was home.

You heard a grumble from inside and the door was pulled open. You gulped as you looked at the man standing in it. He looked you up and down a frown on his face. He wore a worn jeans and an open blue shirt with a grey top underneath. He had a old trucker cap on his head. He had a trimmed brown beard.

He grunted. ‘Yeah?’ You shrugged your bag further up onto your shoulder. ‘Are you Bobby Singer?’ You asked in a small voice. He narrowed his eyes his hand going behind his back. ‘That’s me’ You sighed at least you had found the right house. ‘The Wendigo case, in Ohio, you knew my Mother’ You told him and he turned his head to the side raising his eyebrows. ‘Laura?’ Maybe this wasn’t the right Bobby Singer, god, this was the third Bobby you had spoken to. ‘Yeah, I knew Laura’ He nodded.

You smiled softly. ‘Is she here?’ He looked behind you and you hung your head looking at your feet. ‘No’ You whispered. ‘She died 11 months ago, a car accident. I’ve-eh-I’ve been looking for you for a few months’ You looked back up at him through your lashes. His face was a lot softer. ‘Can I ask you why you’re here?’ He asked his hand no longer behind his back. ‘I went to stay with some family and, well, we don’t get along’ You shrugged. ‘You remember what happened?’ Bobby cleared his throat.

He shifted uncomfortably and you sigh. ‘Well, yeah, me’ Bobby’s eyes widened. ‘You- you mea-you’re- you’ You nodded and rubbed the back of your neck. ‘Yeah, I’m your daughter’ You nodded and he stared at you unmoving. ‘I think you should come in’ He reached forwards and opened the screen. You smiled at him reaching across to grab your suitcase you had hidden from view.

Age 15

You placed the plate of dinner in front of Bobby. ‘So Sam and Dean is John’s kids?’ You had met John once. You slid into your own seat across from him and put your plate down in front of you.  They ain’t nothing like him kid’ Bobby said through a mouth of potato. ‘Dean’s two years older than ye and Sam’s two younger. You’ll like em’ You hummed and nodded grabbing his beer and taking a swig. He glared at you slightly but ignored it going back to the dinner in front of him.

You sat at the table cleaning a gun for your father when two boys walked in. They froze and you smiled at them. ‘Hi, I’m Y/n’ You waved at them. Your eyes surveyed the two of them. The taller one had a short hair on the sides and long hair on top. He wore a leather jacket that looked almost too big for him. The shorter one had floppy hair down to his eyebrows and wore a jeans and a brown hoodie. ‘Dean’ The tall one nodded to you. ‘This is my little brother Sammy’ You put down the gun and stood walking over to them. ‘I’m Bobby’s daughter’ You held out your hand to Dean.

Aged 19

You jumped out of the car and onto the sidewalk. ‘Sammy’ You called as the two made their way to the beat up car Bobby had loaned Sam. The boy turned. He was now the same height as you. He smiled. ‘Y/n’ You ran towards him and past the people gathered around the house. You threw your arms around his shoulders. ‘I thought you were in New York’ Sam laughed as he hugged you back. You beamed pulling away.

You surveyed him. ‘Sam Winchester, you ca pull off a suit’ Sam smiled and you seen a faint blush on his cheeks. ‘Minus this’ You reached out and began fixing his tie and then put it back into his jacket. ‘And, I wouldn’t miss this for the world’ You stepped back nodding at him. ‘Dean rang told me what day it was and I finished up and came down here’  You took the keys out of his hand. ‘You came to see me off’ And you pushed your keys into his hand. They were for the new car you had gotten. ‘Do it in style’ He smiled up at you toying with the keys. ‘Dean went to your prom with you, I had no choice’ You rolled your eyes. ‘Whatever, introduce me’ You nudged him nodding towards his pretty prom date.

Present Day

You sat in the kitchen cleaning a gun. ‘Hey pops’ You called as you heard the door open. ‘I made you some pie’ Then you heard footsteps running towards the kitchen. Dean came running into the kitchen. ‘Pie?’ You laughed pointing to the counter. He still wore his leather jacket, one you hadn’t seen in years. ‘Hi to you too Dean’ You chuckled as he dashed by you. ‘Hey’ You heard a deep voice you hardly recognised. ‘Sam?’ You looked back at the doorway.

An older Sam was standing in the doorway. He still had that floppy hair he always had. But man was he tall. He would easily tower over you now. He must be well over six foot. ‘Good Lord Sam winchester’ You gasped and you seen him blush which caused you to smile. ‘Our little Sammy’s not so little anymore huh?’ You stood and pulled him down wrapping your arms around his shoulders. You felt Sam smile against your neck and he hugged you back straightening lifting your feet from the ground.

You giggled and clung to the younger Winchester. He chuckled. ‘Alright put my Daughter down you idjit’ Bobby laughed as he clapped Sam on the shoulder. Sam laughed and planted you back on your feet. ‘Damn Sam’ You breathed pulling away. ‘You’ve gotten big, last time I seen you you were my height, what they been feeding you?’ Sam smiled and shrugged.

You grabbed his hand leading him to the table and pushed him down into the chair. ‘Better’ You looked down at him and Sam chuckled. ‘Beers?’ You asked them and moved to the over. ‘I swear, I’m marrying you one day Y/n’ Dean mumbled with a mouth full of pie. ‘Don’t speak with your mouth full’ You shipped the towel out slapping him.

He grunted and you took the dish out of the oven. ‘You said you’d be back ages ago, and you’re lucky I heard Dean mouthing off in the background’ Dean grumbled but put his plate away. ‘Damn, I’ve loved your cooking’ Dean almost moaned. Bobby smiled and sat at the table too. ‘Watch it’ You slapped his hand away as he reached for it. ‘It’s hot’ You took the lid off and all three men groaned at the smell. You eyed Sam as he licked his lips.

You shook your head, this was Sam Winchester you were checking out, little Sammy. The kid that barely talked to you for the first week you knew him. The little kid that you would help with homework. Only he wasn’t so little now. He was a grown ass man and had grown into a good one at that.

You planted three beers on the table and plates in front of them. ‘Dig in’ You giggled. They all lurched forwards grabbing plates and spoons. They probably needed a home cooked meal, living on Diner food. And those boys, as far as you knew that’s all they lived on, at least your Father could come home to a hot meal every now and then. 

You leaned forwards pressing a kiss to your Dean’s cheek. He smiled up at you. You pulled off your Dad’s hat and hung it on the back of the chair pressing a kiss to his forehead. He grunted thanking you for the meal. You moved on and wrapped your arms around Sam’s neck. You pressed a kiss to his cheek. ‘It’s good to see you again Sam’ Sam reached up and patted your arm. ‘It’s good to see you too’ He turned his head and froze.

His eyes met yours and you gulped. He let out a breath and you felt the hot air fan over your face. He was so close, his face only a few inches from yours. All you had to do was lean forwards, lean forwards and you could press your lips to his.

Woah, what? You shouldn’t be thinking that about Sam, this was Sam. The kid you knew years ago. Sam pressed his lips against your cheek and you gulped pulling away. ‘Eat up kiddo’ You ruffled his hair and turned away. ‘Woah’ You felt him grab your wrist and tug you back. ‘Are you not having dinner?’ You shook your head. ‘I had some before you all got here’ You told him and he nodded.

You screamed and your hand flew to your chest. ‘Good Lord Sam Winchester’ You snarled and he rushed over to you. ‘Sorry, sorry, I just wanted a water. I didn’t mean to frighten you’ He ran his hands up and down your arms trying to sooth you. ‘Sorry, sorry. I wasn’t expecting a bloody giant in my kitchen’ He chuckled as you for your heart rate back to normal. ‘Sorry, I’m a little jumpy’ Sam nodded stepping back from you.

That wa the first time you ot to really take him in. He was wearing nothing but a loose grey bottoms. He was barefoot and bare chester. And Damn was it a good chest. Sam Winchester had matured. He had broad shoulders and arms that you definitely couldn’t wrap your hand around, you probably couldn’t wrap it around half of it. And those abs, you could fry an egg on them they were that hot.

You shook your head groaning and stepped around him. These thoughts about Sam were wrong, just plain wrong. ‘You okay?’ He whispered. ‘When did you get so-’ You turned gesturing to his entire body. ‘You know, not so little Sammy’ He chuckled and looked you up and down. ‘The 7 years we haven’t seen each other’ You opened your mouth to say something else but closed it nodding. ‘Can’t fault your logic there Sam’ You shrugged and walked to the fridge taking out a yogurt. ‘Again are you okay?’ He asked as you nodded absentmindedly.

You tensed when you felt his hand on your shoulder. It was so large, how had you never noticed that before. Oh yeah, he was seventeen when you last seen him. He was on his way to Prom. ‘Yeah, just had a nasty hunt’ Sam turned you to look at him. His eyebrows were furrowed in concern his mouth tight. ‘Nasty?’ You nodded with a sigh. ‘Alright, talk’ He guided you over to the chair in the other room.

He pulled you down onto the seat beside him. ‘It was a demon, we got into a fight, he won. I ended up worse for wear after a couple of weeks tied up somewhere’ Sam reached out and took your hand his knuckles brushing over your knuckles. ‘I’m fine now, just wasn’t expecting you in here. And I was half asleep and-’ You shrugged letting out a long breath. ‘I get it, I do’ He nodded and he let go of your hand.

Sam wrapped an arm around your shoulder and pulled you into him. You sighed and leaned into him. ‘Yeah, of course you do’ You chuckled and nudged him. ‘You’re the Winchesters’ Sam scoffed. ‘Here I am twittering on about a case and you two have enough on your plates’ Sam sat back leaning on the back of the chair. ‘It’s nice to hear about someone else’s problems’ You pulled your knees up to your chest. ‘Nah, talk to me Winchester. Tell me everything that’s happened in the last seven years’ You looked up at him.

Your eyes ran along his jaw but were drawn away when he smiled. He still had those adorable little dimples. ‘Shouldn’t you be getting back to bed?’ He asked and you shook your head. ‘Can’t sleep’ Then you pulled away. ‘Do you want to go back to bed?’ Sam shook his head. ‘Slept in the car, not tired’ You nodded leaning back into him. Sam readjusted himself so he could lean his head on your. ‘Now, c’mon little Sammy, tell me. What happened since I last seen you’ Sam smiled watching you as you cuddled into his side.

Dean smirked as he found the two of you the next morning. Both you and Sam sprawled across the sofa. Sam had his arm thrown over your waist and your head buried in his chest. This was not how he had planned the visit to Bobby’s to go. Sure he was going to tease Sam about his little crush on you but maybe he’d have to ship Sam out if Bobby seen you two like this. He didn’t fancy your father trying to kill his little brother for making a move on you.

He chuckled remembering what happened to the last guy that tried anything. ‘Whatcha laughing at boy?’ He heard a grunt behind him and turned quickly. ‘Hey Bobby’ Bobby squinted at him and then his eyes narrowed. ‘Is that your idiot brother half naked on the couch with my girl?’ Dean nodded taking up a defensive stance. ‘About time she got a good night’s sleep, you out’ Bobby grabbed Dean by the jacket pulling him away from the room.

You groaned and pulled away from the heat source in front of you. But it pulled you back towards it. Sam, it was Sam. You let out a sigh and snuggled back into him. ‘Morning’ You sighed when you heard his voice. It was lower and a lot rougher than usual. ‘You want breakfast?’ You asked trying to pull away but he shook his head. ‘Nah, Dean’s offered to make breakfast remember? You don’t need to’ He tightened his arms shifting you up further. He buried his face in your hair. ‘When did you get so affectionate Sammy?’ Sam just grunted.

You remembered little Sam would only hug you every odd time you seen him. He would always get stuttery when he spoke to you and looked like a deer caught in headlights when you spent time with him. He had gotten more used to you as he had gotten older especially when you began helping him with schoolwork. You had always encouraged him to get out of the life. Normal life suited Sam, it made him happy. Hunting life, you couldn’t exactly be happy.

He tightened his arms around you. ‘Well, I’m not a little kid anymore’ You nodded. ‘I’ve noticed’ You muttered. You felt Sam tense. ‘Oh really?’ He sounded a little surprised. Your eyes widened, damn him. ‘Hard not to notice you’re a giant’ You wiggled from his arms and he sighed. ‘Yeah’ You stood and pulled down your shorts a little seeing as they had ridden up during the night. You turned and smiled down at Sam.

It took him a second before his eyes left your body to meet your eyes. He blushed and sat up pushing his hair back into place. You giggled and reached out smoothing it down. He reached out putting his hand tentatively on your waist. ‘I should go change’ You looked down at his chest. ‘And you should put a shirt on. I doubt my Dad would like you walking around half naked’ You leaned forwards pressing a kiss to his forehead.

You came back down to the smell of bacon. ‘Morning’ You smiled at them. You prepared yourself for the onslaught of questions about your night from your father. He turned to you and you steeled yourself. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to your cheek before turning back to his breakfast. You furrowed your eyebrows and moved to Dean. ‘What’s got Dad in such a good mood?’ You muttered.

Dean looked down at you placing some bacon on your plate. ‘I heard you haven’t been sleeping well’ You took a deep breath controlling your temper. ‘Why would he tell you that?’ You snapped. Dean looked down at you surprised. ‘He never said why, just that he was worried’ He handed you the plate leaning down. ‘And he had to when he dragged me out of the house this morning when he caught you and Sam asleep on the couch’ He smirked and you rolled your eyes.

You turned but he grabbed your arm pulling you back to him. ‘You two were very cosy looking’ He whispered in your ear. You turned and glared at him. ‘I was talking to him and we fell asleep, we’ve done it before Dean. So have me and you’ Dean smiled and opened his mouth. ‘And chance I could get some?’ Sam’s voice startled you both. He was striding towards you both, his hair dripping a little from his shower. He was staring at his brother his eyes narrowed. 

He stopped beside you and you almost jumped when he placed his hand on the small of your back. Sam had definitely changed, big time. But you liked it and you found yourself smiling up at him. ‘Yeah, sure. I was just about to sit down anyway’ You pulled your arm from Dean and Sam pulled you closer before letting you go.

You watched the two brothers whisper in the corner. ‘He’s a good kid’ Bobby looked up at you. you looked up at him. ‘Who?’ You asked through a mouthful of Dean’s bacon. The man could make the best bacon you ever tasted. He nodded towards the boys. ‘Sam’ You nodded with a shrug of your shoulders. ‘Y/n’ He leaned towards you robbing a piece of your bacon in the process. ‘You should let someone take care of you an Sam would. He wi-’ You smacked his arm

He pulled back a little. ‘You should leave this alone, I’m perfectly fine on my own’ You snapped and he laughed. You rolled your eyes picking up some bacon and putting half it in your mouth. You chomped down on it and roughly pulled the other half from the bit in your mouth. ‘Woah’ Dean laughed. ‘What did the bacon ever do to you?’ He sat down at the table across from you.

Sam put his plate down beside you and grabbed the chair from across the room pulling it in beside you and settling into it. His leg brushed yours as he tried to get comfortable. You grumbled a incoherent answer before looking down at your plate trying to finish your breakfast as the men chatted.

You wiped your oily hands with a rag. You had gotten through breakfast without saying much. But both Dean and your Father had given you looks when Sam had sat back and draped his arm over the back of your chair. ‘You still got that crappy old thing?’ You heard Sam laugh from behind you. You rolled your eyes and tossed the rag at him but smiled anyways. ‘This old thing brought you to Prom remember Sammy’ He frowned. ‘What?’ You asked as he walked closer. ‘You keep saying I’ve changed but you still call me Sammy’ He laid the the rag down beside you. You had to tilt your head back to look him in the eye.

You could feel the heat radiating through his black top. ‘I guess it’s just habit’ You shrugged. ‘Do you still see me as that small kid?’ He asked quietly, almost as if he was afraid of the answer. You chuckled. ‘Course not, look at you’ He nodded and stepped away from you looking into the car behind you. ‘You disappeared really quickly after breakfast and missed dinner’ He poked at the engine of your old car. ‘You worried?’ You chuckled and you reached across to get a spanned.

He grabbed your wrist. ‘Bobby is, he sent me out here to talk to you’ You scoffed and felt your stomach drop. ‘So you’re here on my Dad’s order’ You pulled yourself from his grasp. ‘Well you can go back in and tell him I’m fine, I’ll get dinner after’ Sam sighed as he watched you storm over to the table with the tools on it. Y/n’ He said softly as if trying not to spook you. ‘Sam’ You said back.

You turned to see him leaning on a car. ‘I’m fine. Dad’s a little tense, he thinks I need to talk about things’ He nodded as you leaned against the table. ‘And do you?’ You shook your head. ‘I need a beer more’ You pushed yourself off the table and walked towards him. ‘You coming?’ You smiled up at him. ‘Y/n if y-’ You groaned throwing your arms up in the air. ‘Sam, I don’t need to talk about anything. I’m fine, I’ve had worse alright?’ You snapped. You seen his eyes widen and he nodded.

He stood straight and nodded sharply. He stepped around you without looking at you and made for the door. You closed your eyes letting out a long breath. You heard the door close as he left. You groaned and threw your arms up into the air turning.

You spotted him halfway across the yard already. ‘Sam, Sam’ You called as you ran after him. Damn those impossibly long legs. Sam stopped but didn’t turn around. ‘I’m sorry for snapping Sammy’ You stopped beside him taking in a few deep breaths. ‘It’s just Dad’s been on me and I guess you were easier to snap at, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it’ You reached out and took his hand in yours threading your fingers through his. ‘Sam, I’m sorry. It’s nice you care honestly’ You stepped closer twisting a little to look up at him. ‘It means a lot to me’ You whispered and squeezed his hand.

He was silent for a second before he turned to you abruptly. His hand shot out and wrapped around the back of your neck pulling you towards him. Your hand grabbed at the material of his shirt as he pressed his lips to yours. The kiss were rough and needy, like he wanted it for a long time. His hand let go yours and he grabbed the back of your top pulling you against him. Your hand landed on his bicep pulling at him trying to get him closer.

Sam was the first to pull away and he laid his forehead against yours. ‘Been wanting to do that for years’ You opened your eyes to find his still closed. ‘I’m glad you finally did’ You leaned up and pressed your lips to his again. Well, this was somewhere you never thought you’d end up. Kissing, Sam Winchester. You both pulled away when you heard Dean shouting his name. ‘How about that beer?’ Sam asked and you nodded pulling away walking back to the house with him.

You smiled when you felt a presence behind you. Then a large chest pressed against your back. Sam wrapped his arms around your waist and leaned his chin on your shoulder. ‘What’s for dinner?’ He breathed. You turned your head pressing a kiss to his cheek. ‘Beef stew, Dad’s favourite’ You smiled as laid down the large wooden spoon. You turned in his arms. You reached up and wrapped yours around his shoulders tangling your fingers in his shaggy hair.

He smiled down at you showing you his dimples. You leaned up closing your eyes. Sam met you halfway and pressed his lips to yours. You had grown to love his kisses over the last few days. Neither of you had said anything to Dean or Bobby yet. It wasn’t that you didn’t want to or were afraid to. You just hadn’t. And neither of them had commented on yours and Sam’s randomly growing bond.

You leaned into Sam more when he tightened his grip pulling your feet off the ground slightly. ‘Y/n, I think dinners burning’ You both jumped apart when you heard Dean’s voice, neither of you noticing he was there. Saam dropped you back onto the ground. You stumbled back a little as did he. Dean stood leaning against the wall smirking.

Pain flared through your hand and you yelped pulling it away from the cooker you had put it on. Sam’s head snapped towards you. He rushed forwards grabbing your shoulders. Dean stood running for you too. But Sam already had you by the sink turning the tap on. ‘It’s alright, I got you’ He grabbed your wrist putting your hand under the steady stream of cool water. You hissed. ‘God, Y/n’ Dean appeared beside you. ‘I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you that bad’ Dean appeared beside you his hand on your shoulder.

You just hissed at the sting of your palm. ‘Maybe you shouldn’t sneak up on people then’ Sam growled at his brother as he pushed your hair back from your face. ‘Y/n’ He breathed crouching a little. He grabbed your face turning it to you. ‘You okay? Is it bad? Do I need to get something else?’ The words falling from his lips in a rush. His eyes searching your face for pain. ‘I’m fine, it’s just a small burn’ you told him and he sighed his shoulders sagging a little.

He wrapped his arm around you knocking Dean’s hand from your shoulder. ‘Sam, it wasn’t like I meant for this to happen’ Sam pulled you into his chest your hand still under the faucet. ‘What to happen?’ You all turned your heads to see your father standing in the doorway. ‘I burnt my hand, it’s nothing’ Bobby tensed and strode forwards. He pulled Dean out of his way and grabbed your arm. He pulled it from Sam’s grasp to have a look at it himself.

He let out a breath. ‘It ain’t too bad, I’ll finish the dinner’ He let go of your arm. Sam instantly grabbed it again pulling it under the water. ‘You got her son?’ Your father asked Sam looking at the man holding you to his chest.

Bobby smiled slightly when he seen Sam nod not taking his eyes off your hand. He had noticed the change between the two, the lingering touches the looks. He had always wanted a man like Sam Winchester for you, he knew he would take care of you. If you even ended up with someone, he was glad it was Sam. He was glad you had someone to look after you. And that seemed to be top of the boys list. He nodded as you leaned further into him your head falling onto his shoulder. ‘Y/n’ Dean whispered. ‘It’s alright Dean’ You shrugged him off. ‘It wasn’t your fault. Don’t worry about it’ Bobby caught the glare Sam sent Dean and almost laughed. He could piece together what happened well enough.

You pulled your hand from under the water. ‘I’m alright now’ You told Sam and he nodded. ‘You two gonna spit it out or stay creeping around?’ Bobby asked as Sam turned off the water and lead you to a chair. He squatted in front of you and both you turned your head to Bobby who was leaning against the stove watching you. Sam cleared his throat. ‘Bobby’ His voice shook a little and he squeezed your thighs. Dean sat at the table as well. ‘S’alright Son’ Bobby looked between the two of you. ‘Just asking of you two were done sneaking around’ He turned back to the stove his back to you.

Sam looked up at you his eyebrows raised. You shrugged. ‘Eh, yeah, but there’s nothing really to tell’ You told your Dad as Sam stood. ‘It ain’t like we’re going out or anything just seeing where things are taking us. Sam knelt back down in front of you with the med kit. ‘I’m not messing her around or anything’ Bobby turned and looked down at Sam.

But Sam didn’t look at him he was too busy  putting cream on your hand and bandaging it up. Bobby smiled. ‘I know Sam’ He walked over to the press patting Sam’s shoulder as he passed. ‘I’d have killed ye already if ye were’ Sam let out a long breath knowing Bobby was okay with it. He clipped the bandage when he finished wrapping up your hand. ‘Thanks Bobby’ He finally looked up at your Dad who just nodded going back to the dinner.

Sam smiled up at you. He leaned forwards and pressed his lips to yours quickly. ‘That don’t mean you get to manhandle her in front of me though boy’ Bobby snapped and Sam jerked away from you. Dean laughed seeing the teasing look on Bobbys face before either of you. ‘Not nice Dad’ You scolded and Bobby laughed. ‘Better him than this idjit’ Bobby nodded to Dean as he left the room. Dean’s mouth dropped open and he looked offended. ‘Sorry and what’s wrong with me?’ Dean stood following your Dad.

Sam chuckled. ‘Well we got your Dad’s approval’ You looked back down at him. You reached out with your uninjured hand placing it on his cheek. ‘Sam you always had his approval’ You giggled leaning forwards pressing your lips to his. He leaned up his hands landing on your thighs. You could feel the smile on his lips as they moved against yours.

This was where you were happy. You couldn’t believe you had overlooked Sam all those years. Little Sammy who had always been there ended up being the one to capture your heart and be the only one to keep it. For many years to come, through thick and thin. Little Sammy was there, by your side, only he wasn’t so little anymore.