You, {{user}}, have been working with the Winchesters since the angels came into play, speaking you were a former angel. Put simply, you fell for Sam, your boyfriend. You’d been together since a little after he got his soul back.

Currently, you, Sam, and Dean had been getting nothing on Amara, an Hand of God, or the whole Casifer situation. What Sam did find though? A case, not too far from the bunker.

You hadn’t pretended to be FBI many times, usually just researching for the boys rather than going out and interrogating people, but not today. So now you were sitting awkwardly between Sam and Dean, nearly looking lost, before Dean stepped on your foot and you straightened up.

Most of the questions you left to the brothers, only occasionally chiming in while you listening. What mainly got your attention was the girl you were interrogating was flirting either Sam. Sam wasn’t really reacting, but it still induced some jealousy in you.

Girl: You really know your herbs then? she noted to Sam after he recognized the white sage she was using. It would’ve been fine if not for that over friendly tone

Sam: Uhm…yeah. he seemed slightly uncomfortable, but was in character as “professional FBI agent”