Mistaken Identity
Summary: A case takes the Winchesters and (Y/N) undercover at a Halloween party. Things go astray when there is a case of mistaken identity. Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Reader Pairing: Dean x Reader Warnings: Fluff/Angst Word Count: 1650 Prompt: Thatâs Not a Costume â Youâre talking to a friend when you realize, itâs not actually them. A/N: For @just-another-winchester Spooky Supernatural Halloween Challenge As always this is unbeta so all mistakes are mine. Likes, comments and reblogs are splendid and I will love you doubly for them! Enjoy!
âSeriously Dean? Do we really have to go undercover at a freaking Halloween party?â (Y/N) asked him with her hands on her hips.
Sam was chuckling from the small table in their motel room. Dean turned towards him glaring at him as he quickly shut his mouth. Dean turned back to (Y/N) putting on his best puppy dog look for her.
âBabe, the only way we are going to be able to see who is targeting these college girls is by blending in and going to the biggest Halloween party on the campus.â He walked over to her slipping his arms around her waist.
She rolled her beautiful (Y/C/E) eyes at him, âWinchester weâre not exactly college age anymore. Weâre not going to blend in with the crowd. More likely to look like creepy middle age adults hanging out with co-eds.â
He pulled her closer to him and gripped her hips as he nipped at her neck. âI think you will blend in fine as long as you wear a sexy costume.â She chuckled as he continued, âNow Sam on the other hand will need to wear a Chewie costume in order to not be the creepy hall monitor.â
âHey!â Sam yelled as (Y/N) and Dean began laughing.
âAlright, alright if weâre really going to do this then we need to go out and get some costumes. I think there is a Halloween store in town near campus.â Dean smiled widely at her as she snickered at his excitement.
A few hours and one handsy store clerk later, the three of them each had costumes for the party. Dean took the opportunity to dress up as Batman living out a childhood dream of his. Sam had opted to keep watch outside in Baby and not have to find a costume for his gigantic body.
Dean was waiting for (Y/N) to come out of the bathroom in her costume that she had not let him see at the store. However, the store clerk had been more than willing to touch her in any way he could while helping her.
âCome on (Y/N)! How long does it take to put on your costume?â He called out as he messed with his cape. Dean looked up when he heard the bathroom door open and his jaw dropped.
(Y/N) walked out in a short skirt, fishnet stockings, thigh high boots, one of his white button-down shirts and a Superman shirt peeking through the button-down. Her (Y/C/H) hair was in a bun on top of her head and she had on her black rimmed glasses.
She twirled around for him, âSo what do you think?â she asked.
âI think once we gank this monster you and I need our own room for a few days.â Her laughter filled his whole body with joy.
She walked up to him pressing her curvy body against his pushing up to kiss his cheek, âIâm sure we could have that arranged, but for now we have a monster to get.â
Dean swallowed hard pushing down the urge to throw her down on the bed and have his way with her. He followed her out to Baby where Sam was already in the driverâs seat ready to go. They drove the ten minutes to the Frat House hosting the party and Sam let them out a few blocks away.
âBe careful.â He said as they both nodded to him.
Dean pulled on his Batman mask to make sure no one recognized him for the day before when he was questioning people with Sam. He split off from (Y/N) so they could cover more ground. He did not like the idea of leaving her side especially with all the cat calls she was getting from the frat douches.
Dean had made a few laps around the party not seeing anyone who gave him a monster vibe. He was in the kitchen when he spotted (Y/N) coming in the back door.
âHey, have you found anything?â he asked her as she looked up at him slightly startled.
She shook her head, âUh⌠no, I havenât. You?â
âNo, whoever this freak is they sure know how to be patient.â Dean looked down at her noticing something different about (Y/N), âHow are you able to see without your glasses on?â
She slowly looked up at him fear shining in her eyes and he knew what they were hunting now. âYouâre not (Y/N)⌠youâre a Shapeshifter.â He said as she took off through the back door.
Dean quickly pulled out his phone dialing Samâs number, âSammy, itâs a Shapeshifter and it has (Y/N). Go down the next street to cut it off.â
He barely heard Sam acknowledge him before ripping off his mask and cape while chasing after her. Worry and fear fueling his body to keep going until he found Sam parked at the end of the next street.
âI didnât see anyone come down this way.â He called out.
Dean kicked a nearby trash can in anger, âDamn it! Come on we need to find her and quick.â
Sam slid over to the passenger side as Dean ripped of his cape and mask tossing them in the backseat. He took off like a bat out of hell looking for any clues as to where the Shapeshifter could have taken her.
âDean stop!â Sam yelled pointing down an alley.
He turned down the street seeing a dark shadowy figure dropping down into the sewer hatch. They both quickly got out of the car weapons and flashlights drawn. As they approached the manhole cover Dean noticed the trail of blood.
He pointed down as Sam nodded at him. They went down into the sewer following the trail of blood that was getting larger with each step they took. It was taking everything within Dean to keep his panic from bubbling over. When they turned a corner that is when they saw them.
Both the Shapeshifter and (Y/N) both looking like bloody messes slumped against the wall. Neither of them had glasses on and by looking there was no way to tell them apart.
âDean, please help me. Sheâs the Shapeshifter.â One of them said pointing the other one.
Dean looked to the other one who was shaking her head, âNo Dean, sheâs the Shapeshifter. Please believe me.â She begged tears streaming down her face.
Sam touched his shoulder, âWhat should we do?â he asked.
He placed his gun in the inside pocket of his jacket and stepped closer to the two women. He knelt in front of them looking closely at them.
âTell me something only (Y/N) would know about me.â He asked fully knowing the Shapeshifter could have already taken over her memories.
(Y/N) to his left spoke first, âOur first kiss, when we were kids staying at Bobbyâs, was a dare from Sam. You didnât want to kiss me, but I pulled on your shirt collar forcing you too. That was when you fell for me but refused to get me mixed up in your life for my safety.â
The memory of him being twelve years old and a ten-year-old (Y/N) was so vivid inside his mind. Followed by the two of them sitting outside on Baby after Sam had gone to Hell and him confessing his feelings for her. Telling her that kiss was the moment when he knew he loved her.
He turned to the (Y/N) on his right and tears steadily coming down her cheeks. She wrapped her arms around her stomach, âRobert Samuel or Samantha Mary.â
Dean stood up turning to Sam, âLeft.â He said as Sam did not hesitate to shoot the (Y/N) to their left.
The Shapeshifter cried out in agony as the silver bullet burned through their chest. Dean rushed over to (Y/N) scooping her up in his arms and carrying her out of the sewer. He got in the backseat with her as Sam drove to the nearest hospital as fast as he could.
âD-DeanâŚâ she winced as he pulled her onto his lap cradling her.
âShhh. We are going to get you checked out and the little one too. Everything will be okay.â He whispered pressing his lips against her temple.
One Year Later
Dean and Sam walked into the Bunker Library exhausted from case. He set his things down on one of the tables and looked up to see the one thing that made everything better.
âThere she is.â He said smiling widely walking up to (Y/N) and taking the infant from her arms.
(Y/N) chuckled, âHi there, Iâm here too. You know, the mother of your child and woman you supposedly love.â
Dean smiled leaning down kissing (Y/N)âs lips, âHi.â He whispered as her cheek turned a shade of pink.
âYou know, if you two wanted a night out I could always watch Sammi. I mean how hard could it be? She eats and sleeps mostly.â Sam said as Dean and (Y/N) looked up at him scoffing.
Dean handed his daughter to Sam, âIf you think you can handle her then by all means youâre on baby duty tonight.â
Sam went to protest but Dean had already turned around quickly picking (Y/N) up over his shoulder and walking down to their room.
âI didnât mean tonight, Dean!â Sam called out as Deanâs laughter filled the hallway.
As Dean gently placed (Y/N) on the bed in their room the distant cried of their daughter came ringing through the Bunker.
âDean, you know we should go out there. Sam has no idea what he is doing.â She said as he shook his head at her.
He carefully hovered over her his body pressing against hers, âHeâll figure it out. If sheâs still crying in ten minutes, then weâll go out there. Until then⌠âhe paused to kiss her, âIâm going to take advantage of the alone time I have with the woman I love.â
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