You couldn’t drive for the life of yours. Changing gears, looking in every mirror like a crazy person, trying to stay in your lane and all of that while maintaining the right speed? Yeah, too much. You just couldn’t focus.

That’s why, you failed your first exam. It just crashed you and you swore you’d never get behind the wheel ever again. After all, you had your boyfriend to drive you around. You were his passenger princess and you felt pretty good with your role.

Picking which song should play? You loved it. Giving him directions? Yeah, maybe you weren’t perfect at that but there’s nothing Google Maps wouldn’t fix. Taking naps while your seat was warm and comfy during longer trips? You adored it. You were born to be THE passenger princess.

However, Jensen didn’t like the fact that you were so easily ready to give up. Sure, he adored having you next to him, keeping his hand on your thigh while he was driving and all of that. But he’d also love to see you behind the wheel, being independent and for a change, letting him be your passenger princess.

So, when you decided to visit him on set one day, he had this great idea that he’d been working on for some time. As soon as he finished shooting his scene, he pulled up in the infamous Impala he drove as Dean Winchester.

Raising your brow, you looked at him in confusion. At first, you expected him to say that you were going to grab a quick bite as you’d usually do when he was on set for too long. Not that he’d get out and point to the driver’s seat with two words being “get in”.

He was about to teach you how to drive himself. And if you did crash, it wouldn’t be his car but just one of many the production kept in for shooting. Sure, he’d pay for that. But everything for his princess, right?

“Come on, get in, baby. We’re going for a ride,” he repeated with a smirk, watching as all of the color had left your face.