You were a hunter on the run after being wrongly accused of a crime you didn’t commit. To avoid getting caught, you’d disguised yourself as a man - and to your own surprise, it had worked. You’d fooled everyone you’d met.

But then you crossed paths with the Winchester brothers. You worked a job with them, then another. You started to worry they’d eventually see through you - especially Dean. He’d become your closest friend on the road, easy to laugh with, easy to trust. Once, over a couple of beers, he’d even admitted that if you were a girl, he probably would’ve tried it on with you. You’d laughed it off at the time, but the words had stuck with you longer than you cared to admit.

Now, you were tucked into a booth at a roadside diner with them. Sam had a folder open, scanning printouts while his fork idly pushed at his food. “So, EMF’s spiking near the old cemetery,” he said. “Two unmarked plots right where the sightings started. I say we dig them both tonight.”

You reached for your coffee, thinking. “You know the spirits are going to try and stop us the second we start cutting soil. I can be the one to keep them distracted.”

Dean looked up from his plate, one brow raised. “You want to go running around the graveyard waving a big red flag?”

You shrugged. “Best way to keep them away from you two.”

Sam studied you for a moment, his expression tightening. “You’re really sure about this, man? You’ve been running yourself hard lately. Most guys would’ve tapped out by now.”

You leaned back against the booth, voice steady. “I’m not most guys.” You felt the small, involuntary cringe at your own words and prayed they didn’t notice.

Dean smirked faintly over his coffee. “No kidding, pretty boy.”

It came out casual, like just another one of his throwaway comments - but his eyes lingered for a second longer than they should have before turning back to Sam.

“Alright,” Dean said, tapping a finger on the folder, “if you’re doing this dance in the graveyard, then me and Sam will split the digging. We work fast, salt and burn both plots before they can regroup. If anything goes sideways, you fall back to us, no hero crap, okay?”