Dean

Its been about a month since you had met Dean at the bar. After you gave him your number you had helped them on a number of hunts. Your favorite hunt with them was the Ghoul hunt a while back. You and Sam had grown very close and were the best of friends. Dean, on the other hand, you had developed feelings for. You had told Sam this and he was supportive, but wasn't any help. The three of you had just gotten to the motel and were all dressed in FBI uniforms. Sam and Dean went to the Impala but you stayed behind.

(Y/n), aren't you coming?" Sam asked.

You shook your head and turned away from them. A sob escaped your lips and you covered your mouth trying to muffle the sound but it was no use. Dean and Sam ran over to you and Dean put his hand on your shoulder. You jumped at his touch and hissed. A smirk had formed on your lips and you turned around.

"Well, if it isn't the Winchesters." You said in a menacing tone.

A tone that didn't sound like yours at all.

"(Y/n) are you okay. You aren't acting like yourself." Dean asked.

Your eyes flickered and your eyes turned black. Both Sam and Dean stepped back grabbing their guns. You had known that they were filled with rock salt and it would hurt like hell but that didn't stop the demon inside you. Your eyes flickered back to normal and as soon as Dean shot, the demon left your body. Your body felt numb as you fell to the ground. The bullet had hit you in the lower abdomen and blood was gushing out.

"NO!" Sam yelled as he and Dean rushed to your side.

Your vision got fuzzy and you could already tell that you were going to be unconscious in a minute. Tears built up in your eyes and you couldn't move. Dean picked you up bridal style and ran to the car. And that was the last thing you saw until you dipped into unconsciousness.

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A white light filled the room and it was blinding. Everything was white and bright and shiny.

"Am I dead." You said aloud accidentally.

"(Y/n), (Y/n) it's Dean. Can you hear me." Dean shouted from beside you.

"Dean, quick the hell down, goss it's like you want me to go deaf." You said sarcastically sitting up slowly.

You groaned in pain and laid back down again. Dean smiled and called Sam into the room. Sam came into the room and smiled. You took a deep breath and laughed.

"(Y/n) why are you laughing." Dean asked.

"I'm not dead." You said laughing.

"Nope, your stuck with us for a little while longer." Sam said.

A phone rang and Sam reached into the pocket of his coat and pulled out his phone. He held up a finger saying that he was only going to be a minute. He left the room just leaving you and Dean.

"So." You said.

Dean grabbed your hand and took you by surprise.

"(Y/n), I thought I killed you." Dean said his voice soft.

"Nah, it'll take more than a bullet to kill me." You said smiling.

"(Y/n), I think I have feelings for you." Dean said looking into your eyes.

"What?" You asked dumbfounded.

"I think I have feelings for you." Dean said again.

You stayed silent for a minute until Dean got up and was about to leave the room.

"Dean. This, we, this can't happen." You said looking down.

Dean sighed and you when you looked at him, your heart broke.

"If we did try this, whatever this is, we have to know the consequences." You said.

Dean's eyes brighten.

"So I guess we're official now." Dean said.

"No not yet." You said smirking.

"Why not yet." Dean said with puppy dogs eyes.

"What are the magic words." You said folding your arms over you chest.

"(Y/n), beautiful, stunning (Y/n), will you go out with me?" Dean asked sarcasm dripping in his tone.

"Yes, just don't try any funny stuff, or I will shoot you." You said.

And that was how it began.

Sam

You were in the town's local library studying up on some Biblical Plagues. Not that there was any happening in the town you were in but you decided that it wouldn't hurt if you brushed up on a few things. Yes, today was your National Research Day. You pulled out the big, old, ratty book and blew the dust off of it. You walked back to where you were sitting and opened the book. You engrossed yourself in the book until a rather large man walked over to your table and sat himself down in front of you.

"So, how are you doing.?" He asked in a gruff voice.

"Not interested." You said, no emotion in your voice.

"It was just a simple question." The man said raising his hands in defense.

"And it was just a simple answer." You said bluntly not looking up.

"So, how is someone like you in a place like this." The man said trying to get your attention.

"So, how does a man like you end up having to use a crappy pick-up line to get a girl's attention." You said finally looking up.

The man was shocked at what you said and got up and left with mumbling a few curse words under his breath. You smiled at your accomplishment and continued to read. The library was peaceful until the bell on the door rang. Two loud men arguing walked in like they owned the place. Since nobody else but you was in the library, the men were chatting away like there was no tomorrow. This was ok with you at first, but then after a while, they got on your nerves.

"Can you guys shut the hell up, I'm trying to read." You shouted.

The two men stopped and you could just barely hear them whispering before one spoke up.

"(Y/n)?" One said.

"Sam?" You said getting up from your seat walking over.

You turned a sharp left after a bookcase and crashed into a firm body. You looked up and saw the puppy dog eyes you had seen before.

"Sam, what are you doing here?" You asked laughing.

"Well," Sam started, "Dean and I were passing through town and decided to stop by the local library."

"Bull." You said with a smug look on your face.

"Sammy, there is no use trying to lie now, she's on to you." A voice said from behind you two.

"Hey Dean." You shouted, looking by Sam.

Dean saw your face and waved.

"So, why are you in the library?" You asked.

"Well, there have been some omens and we think that Demons are in town." Sam said running a hand through his hair. "What are you doing in the library?"

"Oh, you know, just brushing up on some Biblical Plagues, that's all." You said.

Sam laughed and the two of you stood awkwardly for a minute until you spoke up.

"So what were you and Dean arguing about." You said walking over to the table, your large book was occupying.

"Just some brotherly stuff." Sam said about to sit in the chair that the dumbass who tried pick you up in.

"Don't sit there!" You exclaimed putting your hand out.

"Ok, why not?" Sam asked moving to the chair next to you.

"Because, the last person who sat there got rejected." You said.

"Oh, so I guess this is the lucky chair then." Sam said laughing.

"Ding, ding, ding, we have a winner." You said joining him in laughing.

"So, (Y/n), I have a serious question for you." Sam said with a serious face.

"Ok, Mr. Serious." You said trying to copy his face but failed.

"(Y/n), will you," Sam said.

"Will I, will I what." You said impatient.

"Will you-"

"Sam, just ask (Y/n) out already." Dean shouted from across the library.

"Shut up Dean." Sam said, his face turning red.

"Yes." You said smiling.

"Yes?" Sam asked.

"Yes, I will go out with you." You said.

Dean then walked over to the both of you.

"Finally, I though this was going to take ages. Now Sam go to the car, and (Y/n), I'm sure we will see you around." Dean said.

"Bye (Y/n)." Sam said waving to you.

"Bye Sam." You said.

Castiel

You were sitting on the bed in the motel room watching Netflix when a flutter of wings was heard in the background. Since you were watching Netflix, the lights were off. It wasn't until  weight on the edge of your bed made you jump. The lights turned on and Cas was sitting in front of you. HIs blue eyes were looking into your (e/c) eyes. You could see worry and confusion in his expression and that scared you.

"Cas, are you ok?" You asked, putting your laptop and headphones away.

"What were you doing." Cas asked.

"Me, oh, I was watching Netflix." You said sitting up.

"What is 'Netflix'?" Cas asked putting air quotes around Netflix.

"That my friend, is a subject for another time." You said pushing the covers off of you and getting up.

"Where are you going?" Cas asked following you.

"To grab a beer, do you want one?" You said walking over to the pale yellow fridge.

Cas shook his head and watched you grab a beer.

"Cas, are you ok?" You asked going over to the table and sitting down.

"I am just confused." He said sitting down across from you.

"Cas, I am confused all the time." You said opening the beer and taking a chug.

"It's just, whenever I am around you, I can feel this weird sense that everything with turn out awkward and forced. Like I have to act different around you." Cas said looking down at his hands.

"Cas, that's called emotions. And never feel like you have to act different around me." You said.

Cas stayed quite for a second or two until he broke the silence.

"(Y/n), will you go out with me?" He asked looking into your eyes.

You nearly chocked on you breath.

"What?" You asked.

"Will you go out with me?" Cas asked again.

"Um, yeah, sure." You said.

"Dean told me to say this if I ever had feelings for someone." Cas said clearing up things.

And just like that, you nearly fainted.

Sorry Cas's was so short but I just had no ideas and that just came to mind and it was short. And if Sam was a little shorter than I apologize as well.