It was an autumns afternoon. The sun had set and the cold wind blew. You were Bobbys daughter, and the winchesters damn knew it. You were off limits. But Bobby had invited Sam and Dean over to dinner to congratulate a completed hunt.

You were in the kitchen, helping out by making some steak for everyone. The winchesters had sat and were sitting on the table with your father, Bobby. They spoke of supernatural things but nobody ever seemed to tell you about it all. You knew it was real but Bobby kept you away.

Sam always had a light blush on his cheeks when he saw you. Dean always used to playfully tease him about Sam liking you. But you were oblivious to it. All sam could see was your pure innocence and he just wanted to protect your absolute beauty.

After the food had been cooked. You served it up to them all. Dean made a large moan as he laid his hazel eyes on the food you made him. “You are one magnificent human being.” He said as a large smirk was slapped on his face. Sam’s eyes looked at you before his lips opened and spoke softly to you. “So, how are you?” He put on a more relaxed voice to make you think he’s not stuttering over your beauty.