#bobby's

“Come on Dean! It won’t be that awful! Y/n and myself will be there, so you won’t completely die of boredom” Sam said trying to reason with him, “Also, Y/n has a point. We kind of have to go.”

“I know, It’s just I don’t want to. All people talk about are demons and monsters. The new incoming darkness. Who recently died. Who the new hunters are and what their stories are. It’s all the same thing, and it’s really depressing. Just shows how shitty out lives are.” He said as he continued to drive down the road to Bobby’s house. I grab his hand a squeeze it.

“Well, I have to hear the same stories too. We really won’t die. I promise.” I say and then Dean turns the music up, and we all sit silently listening to the music, as I still hold Deans hand. The silence is not weird or uncomfortable, it’s comforting.

I sit and think about how I still find myself waking up in the mornings, thinking about how lucky I am. True, I would not consider myself lucky because I am a hunter, and nothing lucky ever comes out of that. I consider myself lucky because THE Dean Winchester is my boyfriend. We have been dating for a year and three months, and each day is another day to which I am thankful.   My mother was killed by a vamp when I saw five years old. I have been hunting ever since. I hunted with my father for the first years of my life. He would drop me off at Bobby’s while he would go on a revenge hunt for my mom. I meat Dean when I was 16 years old and he was 18. Sam was my age, but he is a couple months older than me.  I am now 24 and Dean is 26.

-------------------------- 10 years ago He looked like he was a couple of years older than me, but I wasn’t sure. He was defiantly around 17-19 years old. I watched from a window in Bobby’s house as the kid was getting screamed at by his father. It was something how he couldn’t trust him anymore because of how some kid names Sammy got hurt. I then see the kid, who must be Sammy, get out of the car. He looks my age. Sammy then starts yelling back at his father, clearly trying to defend the other kid.

I don’t really know what was going on. Next, a bag was thrown at the boy as him and a younger boy walked up to the house, with the loud man following behind. I am immediately wondering possible scenarios to why these boys are here and who they are.

Ding Dong

I heard Bobby open the door and I hear the older man talking to him, well more yelling. The older man understands and takes the boys in, as the father slams the door to his car and drives away. I walk out of my room to try and get a better idea of why the two boys who came into Bobby’s house in the middle of the night where here. I decide to hide in the hall, where the boys couldn’t see me. “What did you boys do this time?” Bobby asked, clearly not surprised that they are here.

“Sammy was going to get bitten by a Vamp, and I jumped in front of it. He was on the ground, he couldn’t have gotten up in time before it got to him. I tried to help, but Dad had a freak out and said that we need to come here and re-train.” The older boy said, clearly still angry that he was here.

“Well Dean, that’s you father for you. You two better get some rest. Also, you are not the only two people here.” Bobby said, and I clearly figured out that the boy’s name was Dean.

“Who else is here?” Sammy asked, and I watched as he looked around the room, like I was there.

“Her name is Y/n, and she is 16 years old. He father dropped her off two days ago.” Bobby said.

“When can I meet her?” Dean asked, and I could see Sammy smile.

------------------------- I start to remember what people think of me and Dean in the car. Many hunters, mostly my father, think I should not be wasting my time with him. They think that he will leave me for the next pretty hunter girl he sees, but I refuse to believe that. I know he would never do that to me.

My father is very quick to judge, and does not want any boy who he thinks is not worthy of me to even touch me. Long story short, he thinks Dean isn’t worth my time. He doesn’t know that Dean is a better man then what he makes him out to be. He has saved me in multiple ways.

He saves be when the occasional monster will almost kill me, but that never happens while he is around. I have seen him jump in front of a bullet so it didn’t hit me. He has killed monsters because they look at me wrong. Anything that even seems to look at me wrong, is almost asking for a death wish.

He saves me from my nightmares. Since my mother died, I have had nightmares about it ever since. I actually was the one to walk in on the Vamps killing her. I saw them bite her. I saw my dad stab her multiple times, trying to kill her, until he finally out of luck chopped her head off killing her instantly. I sometimes wake up screaming and kicking. Dean is by my side in the matter of minutes. He has never let me down.

I then see Bobby’s house come into view. It is the midafternoon and we have been driving for hours. I cannot wait to stretch my legs. Dean then pulls into the driveway, and there are about 15 other cars.

“Wow, there are a lot more people this year, than last year.” I say, pointing out the obvious. Dean nods his head as Sam gets out bags from the back. “Looks like every hunter could make it this year.” Dean added.

We start to walk up the stairs as Bobby opened the door. He immediately gives us Holy water and a silver knife. We drink and cut, and still being ourselves, he lets us into the home. I give Dean’s hand a squeeze as we are attacked by friends. I see Joe, and I run over to her. Joe and I have been friends since as long as I can remember. We can talk about anything with each other and we love the company. We sometimes talk on the phone, but we are always so busy, so we live for the times where we get to see one another.

“Joe!” I yell as I wrap her in a hug.

“Y/n! It’s been way to long! You need to tell me what’s been going on!” She says and we talk until I see a face I was hoping I wouldn’t see.

“Shit, my dad’s here.” I tell Joe and she knows everything about how my dad hates Dean and how I’m not too fond of him myself.

“Fuck, ok we can’t ignore him the whole weekend. You have two options, wait until he comes to you or you go to him.” She says with sympathy in her eyes. “Looks like I don’t have an option two, he is coming over here.” I say as Joe stands next to me, clearly not wanting to leave me alone with my father.

“Hello Y/n. You look as lovely as ever.” My dad says as we hug, which was very uncomfortable. “Are you still seeing that, boy?” He practically spits out the last word, and I get pissed.

“Seriously, you are already giving me shit about Dean? Dear god Dad! I haven’t even said one word to you!” I start to yell, but then call for dinner is announced, and Joe and I quickly walk away from my dad, not wanting to cause any more of a scene. I sit next to Dean and Joe sits on the other side of me. Sam is across from us. I sat there, infuriated with my father.

“Hey, are you ok? Need to step outside?” Dean asks, concern filling his voice as I nod my head and we walk out of the house.

“He just can’t understand that I love you! I want to be with you! Not someone he wants me to be with!” I tell Dean after I finish saying what happened between me and my dick father.

“I love you too, and there is no way that he is going to break us up. Not while I have any control over it. I love you too much to lose you.” He then kisses me and we hug, before we walk back inside. We eat and talk with Sam and Joe, and then it was time for us to go to bed. I go say goodnight to Bobby and Ellen, and me and Dean Head upstairs.

I kiss Dean on the check and he says good night, before we silently fall asleep.

------------------ Jeff, (Y/n’s father) POV

I hated that boy. Every inch of him made me want to hurl something out of a window. He was not good enough for my daughter, and I do not trust him. That’s why I called a Cupid to come and help me with my problem. The Cupid told me of a flower that when you put the juice of it in someone’s eyes, they fall in love with the next living creature that they see. I immediately told the Cupid to get me the flower, for I had the perfect plan to get rid of this man.

Holding the juice of the flower in my hand, I open the door to where Dean and Y/n are sleeping.

I open the jar and put the juice on Dean’s eyes, and walk away.

I made sure that the next living creature Dean saw, would not be my daughter.

Morning

I walk downstairs to see Joe cooking breakfast with her mother. I knew that Y/n would be out for a jog like she does every morning before breakfast, so I knew my plan would work. I tell Joe that Y/n had something for her in her room and that she needed to go see it immediately. Joe fell for the bait, and walked into their room. My plan was working out just how I wanted it to. Now, all I had to do was watch it unfold before my eyes.

------------------------- Joes POV

I woke up early to help my mother with breakfast when Jess, Y/n’s father, told me that Y/n had something for me in her room that I needed to get. My mother gave me the approving nod to go see what it was. Then, I walked to her and Dean’s room. I don’t fully trust Jeff, but he never did anything to me that would make me not trust him, so I didn’t think he would do something fucky with me. I walk into her room, to find Dean asleep, or at least he was. The minute the door opened, he sat straight up and looked at me.

“You look beautiful Joe.” Dean said and I looked at my outfit. It consisted of a dirty t-shirt and ripped pants.

“Uh, thanks? Hey, Jeff told me…” I was cut off almost instantly by Dean running up to me and kissing me. I was trying to push him off, but he wouldn’t go away. I finally got him off of me when I screamed, “What the fuck Dean!?! Why are you kissing me?! What’s going on?! You’re with Y/n, not me!? Are you messing with me, because it’s not in the slightest bit funny!?”

“No, I would never mess with you. Y/n doesn’t mean a thing to me anymore. I don’t know why I ever loved her, when I could have been with you the whole time! I love you Joe, and I don’t care who knows it.” He then kissed me again, while I was pressed against the bedroom wall.

Shit, is all I think as I am kissed by my best friend’s boyfriend. Y/n is going to murder me.

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