Y/N's POV

I had just finished hunting down a witch who killed her victims by making them go insane and then their heads exploded. It was pretty bloody but I dealt with it.

"Hey could I please get a beer?" I ask the blonde bartender. He nods at me and grabs a beer for me. "Thanks." I spin on the stool and look out towards the rest of the bar trying to decide whether I should hustle some drunk guys at pool or if I should just stay seated and drink. I decide to play a few games of pool to pay for my next few rounds of drinks. I mess up my hair a little and I get off the stool, stumbling as I would if I was actually drunk. I need these guys to really believe that I'm drunk if I am gonna get money off them.

"Hey can I play?" I ask slurring my words a bit.

"Sure sweetheart" Some guy with brown hair and brown eyes says. He looks to be about 25 and he looks like he has had around 3 drinks but is still sober enough to play pool. We start the game and I purposely suck.

"Ugh. Why won't the stupid ball go in the stupid hole thingy?" I complain.

"Here sugar, let me help you." The guy says as he walks up behind me and uses his arms to position my arms in the correct position. He tells me how to do it and I successfully pot one ball before he sinks the 8 ball and wins the game. "Maybe next time sweetheart." He says.

"Can we play again?" I ask in my sweetest voice.
"Sure babe." He says. As he sets the game up I pull out $400 cash from my pocket.

"We should bet on it this time. I think your tips have helped me and I think I can do better." I smile at him, still acting super drunk.

"Are you sure sugar? I mean I don't want to take your money if you aren't sure about it." He says to me. I nod my head.

"I am completely sure." I say "I really believe I can do better than that last game." I giggle

"Okay." He says as he pulls out $400 and places it on the side of the pool table as he hands me a pool cue. "Ladies first" He gestures to the table. I take the pool cue and I line up my shot. Just before I shoot, I look up at the guy and smile. I shoot the ball and I get 3 stripes in. I keep going until I have sunk every single striped ball and the 8 ball, not missing a single shot. I stand up straight and grab the money off the side of the table.

"You bitch! You hustled me!" the guy yells grabbing my arm tightly.

"Yeah and?" I say trying to calmly pull my hand away. I knew that I could kick this guys ass but I didn't want to take his money and beat the shit out of him.

"And? And that's my money!" He continued to yell as a bunch of people looked over at us. I pulled my arm away from him.

"You made a bet and you lost so deal with it." I told him. Just then his fist collided with my left cheek. I fell to the ground, holding my cheek, not expecting the punch. I quickly got up and punched him back. He stumbled back and swung at me again but this time I dodged it. I kneed him in the stomach and then the face.

Just then 2 guys came over and pulled me out of the bar.

"What the hell!? He started it, I was just defending myself and you're throwing me out?" I yelled as they dragged me out. They let go of me and I turned to face them. The taller one had longer brown hair and hazel eyes, while the shorter one, but still really tall, had lighter brown hair and beautiful green eyes.

"Sorry we pulled you out. We saw what that guy did and we decided that it was best if we removed you from the situation." Hazel eyes said.

"Okay but who are you? I don't even know you guys." I said back, wanting to know who these guys were.

"Oh, I'm Sam and this is my brother Dean." He said gesturing to the other man.

"I'm y/n." I introduced myself.

"Do you know why that jackass hit you?" Dean asked

"Well we bet on a game of pool and I beat him so he got pissed and I told him that he made a bet and had to deal with it." I explained.

"So you just beat him in a game of pool?" Sam asked. I nodded.

"Well... I might have acted extremely drunk for the first game when I was sober and purposely lost, then completely kicked his ass when we put money on it." I confessed

"So you hustled him?" Dean asked with a smile.

"Umm... yes?" I answered. Dean just laughed.

"Nice. Where did you learn how to play pool?" Dean asked after he stopped laughing.

"My dad taught me when I was younger." I told him. We both turned our heads when we heard police sirens. "I better get going." I said pulling out my keys to my 1969 Mustang.

I walked up to my car while Sam and Dean walked to theirs.

"Nice 1967 Chevy Impala?" I asked when I saw the beautiful car they were standing beside.

"Yeah" Dean said impressed that I knew what kind of car Baby was. "Yours a 1969 Mustang?" He asked. I nodded.

"My dad gave me the car when I turned 16. It used to be his." I told him.

"Same." Dean told me. "We are staying at the motel up the road if you wanna come have some drinks." He offered. I chuckled.

"Sure" I smiled.

We all got to the motel and Sam let us in to their room. As soon as we got in, I saw lore books all over the table.

"I see you guys are into lore and mythology." I smiled. Sam and Dean looked at each other and then back at me.

"Yeah. Its a hobby." Sam said trying to cover for the both of them.

"Cool. Well I'm into lore and mythology too. Its more of a profession for me though." I told them

"What do you mean?" Dean asked

"I do the same things that you guys do." The brothers looked at me confused. "I'm a hunter."

Both boys were speechless, both not knowing what to say.

"Umm..." Sam started until Dean cut him off.

"How did you know?" Dean asked me

"Well the lore books kinda gave it away but I did see the gun in your belt and I also kinda guessed because we both have so much in common." I explained to him.

We spent the rest of the evening talking about hunting, getting to know each other, and drinking beer.

Time Skip 

I looked at the clock that read 3:12 am. I stood up from the chair I was sat in.

"It's pretty late, I should go." I said.

"Wait. You don't have to leave. You could stay here with us." Dean said.

"I don't know. I wouldn't want to intrude" I whispered, looking at Sam who had fallen asleep a while ago.

"You wouldn't be intruding. And in the morning we could go get breakfast together." Dean told me.

"Are you trying to ask me out Winchester?" I asked, teasing him.

"Maybe I am." He said stepping closer to me. "What would you say if I was?" He asked

"Depends." I whispered. He was so close to me. Our chests were almost touching and my heart was beating out of my chest.

"On what?" He asked.

"Depends on if you kiss me or not." I said.

He leaned in a pressed his lips on mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck while he wrapped his around my waist. The kiss was passionate and just perfect. We only pulled away when we needed to breathe.

"That was-" I started

"Awesome" Dean finished. He rested his forehead on mine. I pecked his lips one more time before walking towards the door. "Wait, where are you going?" he asked confused.

"I'm just going to grab my bag from my car so I can change." I said giggling quietly.

"You know you could just wear one of my shirts." He smirked.

"Don't worry, I will but I also wanna grab some shorts to change into." I winked and walked out the door to grab my things before changing and joining Dean in the bed.

That night was one of the best nights of my life. I made $400, I beat up some jackass, I met the Winchesters, I found out that they were also hunters, and I got myself a super hot boyfriend. Tonight was an awesome night.

Hey guys. Sorry for not updating in so long again.