you started hunting with the winchesters for almost a year. as Sam figured out you were also a hunter at your time at stanford it was no shock you became extremely close. sharing such a deep secret made it feel like a huge weight was lifted on both of your chests.

you were confused when Sam woke you, begging you to come with him & his brother to find his missing father but never the less he persisted & you found yourself in the back of a 67’ impala flying down the interstate.

Dean was shocked when he seen your face, he quickly took your bags & threw them in the backseat before opening the door for you. Sam quickly picked up the strange behavior, glaring at Dean praying he’d ease up eventually.

Sam gave that thought up months ago, it seemed the more time Dean spent around you the more obsessed he became. he found himself clinging to your side during hunts, buying your favorite candy when he went out. Sam knew it was a new level when you touched the radio inserting a different cassette & Dean didn’t flinch.

after a long hunt, you sigh as you enter your shared hotel room. Deans eyes dart to you as you sit on the edge of the bed sliding your boots off, he looks at you smiling as he says

“hey sweetheart you okay? hungry or anything?”