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Dean Winchester x named reader (eventually)

Series Warning: language violence, angst, fluff, sexual content, Gore, molestation, mention of sexual harassment, usual supernatural violence. (If you're triggered by any of these then please don't read)

(A/n- I had to give the reader a name, there's a reason behind it but you can change it if you want. I changed some of the plot and some of the scenes but mostly it's the same. I do not own the supernatural series but there are some things that are completely my imagination, it has nothing to do with the actual mythology or the series)

Pilot part 2

Season one. Episode one.

Pilot (part 3)

You stood in front of the reception of the motel you guys were checking in to. Dean handed the motel clerk credit card. "One room, please." The man looked at the card and then at you.

"you guys having a reunion or something?" The clerk asked.

"what do you mean?"Sam asked.

"another guy, Bert Afframian. He came in and bought a room for the whole month." Dean give you and Sam a look. You are really happy to finally have a lead on John, it was good for a start.

The three of you bought a room and when the clerk went to get the key you quickly grabbed the register and look for Bert Afframian to see his room no.

"here." The clerk came back and handed you the key. You walked where the rooms were but instead of going to your motel room you went to John's.

Your lock pick set was still in your car so you reached inside your bra and grabbed the bobby pain you kept for emergencies. Dean raised an eyebrow and you rolled your eyes. You kneeled down in front of the door and started unlocking it, your tongue stuck out of your mouth in concentration. You finally heard a small click and the for opened.

"good job, kiddo" Sam patted your shoulder.

"yeah, not so much, I have been doing this since I was 7." you said and entered the room followed by Sam but Dean was still standing there and staring out so Sam grabbed his collar and dragged him inside.

The room was completely filled with notes and papers, on the wall, on the bed, everywhere. You look around the room. Dean went to the night stand and turned on the lamp, hi grabbed an old burger sitting beside the lamp and smelled it. You scrunched up your nose, disgusted by his behaviour.

There was a big salt circle on the middle of the room. "I don't think he's been here for a couple of days atleast. " Dean said as you walked over to look at the notes sticking to the wall.

"salt, cat's eye shell, he was worried. He was trying to keep something from coming in." Sam said and then walked over to you. "What do you got here?" Sam asked you.

"centennial highway victims." You said and Dean walked up to you as well.

"I don't get it, I mean, different men, different jobs, age, ethnicities. There's always a connection right? What do these guys have in common?" Dean said and you looked at Sam who was standing on the other side of the room starting on the opposite wall them you walked up to him to see what he was looking at.

"Dad figured it out."

"what do you mean?" Asked Dean..

"he found the same article we did. Constance Welch. She's a woman in white " you said and Sam nodded his head.

"you sly dogs." Dean smirked at the pictures of the vics. "Alright, if we are dealing with a woman in white, dad would have found the corpse and destroyed it."

"she might have another weakness." You said.

"No, Dad would want to make sure. He'd dig her up. Does it says where she's buried ?" Dean asked walking up to you and Sam.

"not that I can tell, if I were dad though, I'd ask her husband, if he's still alive."

"you see if you can find an address, I'm gonna get cleaned up. Keys." You put your hand out in front of Dean and he handed you the keys of the room you bought. As you turned around to leave the room his head tilted a bit as he kept staring at your ass till you left the room.

"dude, that's gross." Sam nudged his brother.

"no, Sammy, that's hot." He said with a smirk and pointed at where you were seconds ago.

"Dean, you can't tap that."

"what?" He asked turning to face his little brother.

"you know what I mean, Dean. You can't sleep with her, she's just 19, you'll be a felony somewhere."

"Sammy, with all the things we've done, I think I'm already a felony everywhere." Dean said and his brother glared at him.

"I'm serious, man. You cant sleep with her, that's Alex, we have been watching her since she was like, 4."

"that is a ridiculous reason to not sleep with someone." Dean frowned.

"No, it's not. Beside Jessica would kill us both, she's pretty protective over Alex."

"why?"

"well, she never had a little sister so she looks at her like a little sister. And all the boys in the campus want to sleep with 'the New girl' so she asked me to tell them off." Sam air quoted.

"well you can't blame 'em."

"Dean."

"Sam."

"DEAN."

"ok fine, I won't sleep with her." Dean finally gave up. "But you owe me not getting your ass kicked by your girlfriend." He said making his way to the bathroom.

"and hey" Sam said again. "I'm sorry for what I said before about mom and dad. I shouldn't have said that."

"hey, no chick flick moments.... Bitch"

"jerk"

*******

You got back in John's motel room just at time Dean got it of the bathroom and Sam was sitting on the bed listening to Jess' voicemail which reminded you that you have to call her because if this case won't kill you, Jessica might.

"hey. I'm starving, I'm gonna go grab a little something to eat at that diner down the street. You guys want to go?" You asked and Dean replied 'yes' at the same time Sam replied 'No'. "So you want anything?" You asked again and he shook his head. "If she picks up, tell her I'm sorry I didn't call her back, please don't kill me." You said and he let out a small chuckle before nodding his head.

"you both seem pretty scared of Jessica." Dean joked as you walked out of the room.

"yeah. She can get pretty scary."

"scarier than you?" He asked with a smirk.

"you bet she's scarier than me. She's like this overprotective sister and to be honest I kinda like it." You said .

Dean stopped in his track and you followed his eyes to see the motel clerk talking to deputy Jeffe and then the clerk pointed at your direction. Dean quickly turned around . called Sam whole you kept staring at the cops. "Dude, 5-0, take off " Dean said as the deputy approached us. "They kinda, spotted us, go find dad." He said and hung up.

"problem officers?" You asked with your sweetest fake smile.

"where's your partener?"

"he's right here with me." You said. Deputy Jeffe pointed the other officer to search the room then he look at Dean.

" so fake US Marshal, fake credit cards, you got anything that's real?"

"my boobs." Dean replied with a grin making you laugh.

"yup. Almost as real as mine." You grinned at him.

"and you, turns out the sheriff did not send any trainees on the case. Anything you want to confess? Anything this man is making you do that you don't want to?" Ok, no you were offended....and pissed.

"Ya right, just because I'm a girl, you'd assume that people can make me do things I don't want to?" You almost yelled at him and he told another officer to come around and arrest me. He grabbed both of my wrist behind my back and handcuffed me as the deputy slammed Dean against his car bonnet.

"you have the right to remain silent anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of the law." He said as he handcuffed Dean as well. Hi pushed us inside the cop car and then bro was to the station.

*******

"so you want to give us your real names?" The sheriff asked as I entered the room where you and Dean were sat, with a big box in his hand.

"I told you, it's Nugent, Ted Nugent. It's my sister Mindy Nugent." Dean said pointing at me.

"I'm not sure you realise just how much trouble you are in here."

"we're talking, like, misdemeanor kind of trouble or squeal like a pig trouble?" Dean asked making you laugh

"you got the faces of 10 missing persons taped to your wall along with the whole lot of satanic mumbo jumbo. You both are officially suspects."

"that makes sense because when the first one went missing in '82 I was 3 and she wasn't even a sperm."

"I know you got partners. One of them is an older guy. Maybe he started the whole thing." The sheriff said making you sigh and slide further into your seat. "So, tell me....Dean? Is this his?" He asked throwing a journal towards you, not just any journal, it was John's journal. He came around and sat on the table. "I thought that might be your name, but I still don't know yours." He said pointing at you.

"see I leafed through this, what little I could make out, I mean it's nine kinds of crazy, but I found this too." He said flipping through pages making you and Dean lean in. There was a page with Dean's name on it and something that seem to be coordinates. "Now.... You both are staying right here until you tell me exactly what the hell that means."

The sheriff was dead serious when he said you were staying right there until you tell him everything. Now it was night time and you are still sitting in the interrogation room beside Dean, refusing to tell the truth.

"I don't know how many times I gotta tell you? It's my high school locker combo." Dean said yet again the same thing for the 8th time and yes you kept a count.

"we just got a 911. Shots fired over at White fort road." A cop said as he poked his head inside their room and you instantly in your Sam. "Any of you have to go to the bathroom?"

"no." You replied in unison.

"good." The sheriff pulled out two handcuffs. He cuffed both of your hand to the table and one of the Dean's. Well talked about being unfair. He walked out of the room and you look that each other.

"that is so unfair." You exclaimed tugging at your wrist because if it was only your one hand you could easily get out of it. Maybe he knew that.

"maybe he hates you more than he hates me."Dean said and you rolled your eyes. After a few seconds you gave in and decided to ask Dean for help.

"Dean." You caught his attention whole he was busy looking at John's journal. You pointed at your chest and he raised his eyebrow.

"no, Alex, this is a police station. We can't do that." Dean said with a smirk making you glared at him.

"there's a pin in my bra, grab it " you said with your gritted teeth causing his smirk to only widen.

"is this your way of getting me to touch you? You could just ask you know?"

"you wanna get out of here or not?"

"okay okay" he cleared his throat sliding closer to you and then awkwardly reached out for your chest. You tried to look anywhere but him. He looked away as he reached his hand down your t shirt and bra, it was as awkward for him as it was for you. "On the left side." You almost yelled when his hand brushed directly above your breast. He pulled out the bobby pin with a grin on his face.

"you couldn't just keep it in your pocket? how is this even comfortable there?"

"people check pockets, they don't check bras." You said as he unlocked himself and then you. "Never talk of this ever." You said as you got up.

"agreed." You quickly made your way to the door and peeked out to see if anyone was outside. both of you saw the chance and jumped out the window and made a run opposite from the police station.

"hey, phonebooth. Call Sam." You pointed out the phonebooth to Dean and made your way toward it. He quickly pushed a quarter inside and dialed Sam's number.

"fake 911 call, Sammy. I don't know that's pretty illegal." He said and you pressed your ear to The phone as well. He gave you a look that said 'nice way of making things more awkward'.

"you're welcome." Sam said in the other side and you could almost imagine him laughing.

"listen, we gotta talk."

"tell me about it. So the husband was unfaithful, we are dealing with a woman in white. She is buried behind her old house, that's have been-"

"Sammy, would you shut up for a second?" Dean cut off Sam and he jumped by sudden outburst.

"I just can't figure out, why hasn't he destroyed her corpse yet."

"well, that's what I am trying to tell you. He is gone. Dad left Jericho."

"what? How do you know?"

"we've got his journal." Dean said and you pulled away and stopped listening after that. "Yeah, he did this time."

"it's the same old ex marine crap. When you wants to know where is going... I'm not sure yet." You waited eagerly for the phone call to end. " Sam, SAM. " Dean yelled on the phone making you frown. He then hung up.

"what happened?" You asked.

"looks like Sammy got himself a woman in white." He said more likely to himself. He then grabbed your hand and pulled away from the booth.

"you ever hotwired a car?" He asked

"yeah, like everyday."

"good. Let's go."

*******

Dean drive with insane high speed as you say on the passenger seat groping the seat tightly. Apparently there was a GPS in Dean's car and you were following it.

"there it is." You pointed as the Impala came into your view. The car came to an hault and you grabbed your gun and jumped out on the car. Both of you ran toward the Impala when you heard Sam screaming. You saw the woman hovering over Sam and shot at her continuously making her disappear. Sam got up, restarted the Impala and then drove inside the house.

"Sam." Both you and Dean yelled after him and then ran inside the house. " Sammy, you ok?" Dean quickly made his way to his brother. "I think." He replied as you caught up to Dean.

"can you move?" You asked.

"yeah, help me." He said and Dean helped him get out of the car. you turned around to see the woman in white picking up a picture frame from the floor. She made a cabinet slide toward you and trapped you three against the Impala. suddenly the lights started flickering and water pouring down the stairs. There were two kids standing on top of the stairs down at the woman. You nudged both the brothers since you are standing between then and pointed toward the kids.

"you have come home to us, mommy." The boy and the girl said in unison. Then they were downstairs behind Constance Welch. They grabbed her in a hug and she started screaming and then turned into a puddle of water right in front of your eyes. You push the cabinet away with a grunt and it fell and you walked there where the puddle of Constance Welch was.

"So this is where she drowned her kids." You said and Sam nodded.

"that's why she could never go home. She was too scared to face them."

"you found her weak spot, nice work, Sammy." Dean said looking proud of his little brother. You patted his chest and he let out a pained laugh.

"I wish I could say the same for you. What were you guys thinking, shooting Casper in the face?"

"hey, saved your ass." You punched his shoulder again.

"I'll tell you another thing, if you screwed up my car.... I'll kill you." Dean said making both of you chuckle.

You all got inside the car and dean pulled away from the house and made your way back to California. you were in the backseat, half asleep and Sam was riding the shotgun checking out John's Journal.

"okay, here's where Dad went. Its blackwater ridge, Colorado." You heard sam say.

"sounds charming, how far?"

"about 600 miles."

"with enough gas, we can make it by morning."

"Dean, Umm.."

"You're not going" By now you could only hear the boys, your eyes were completely closed and it wasn't in you to open them.

"the interview is in 10 hours. I gotta be there."

"Yeah. Yeah. whatever. I'll take you home." Sam turned around to check if you were asleep then he continued talking.

"I really think you should take Alex with you and Search for dad, Dean."

"what? I cant do that to her, she has a college here too. Its our dad who's missing not hers. She's got a chance to live a normal life here. I can't Just take it away from her."

"Not to be rude but I don't think she really belongs here."

"well, that is rude."

"No, I mean, she's a great student and all but... Dean, she punched the football team captain, broke his nose and his arm, on the first day of college."

"really? wow. Remind me not to get on her bad side."

"Do you really think she can survive here without killing a person or two. sooner or later she'll be kicked out of college and she'll go hunting, alone, again. And she's too young for that, so I really think you should take her with you."

"look, Sammy, I really want to but it's her decision to make, not Your's or mine. I'll ask her if she says 'Yes' great, very cool but if she says no then I can't force her." Dean said as the car came to an Pause waking you up from your light slumber.

"Are we there yet?"you asked in a gruffy voice.

"You wanna stay the night?" Sam asked.

"Nah, think I'll get back to my place.Tell Jess I'll meet her tomorrow and I'm keeping your shirt by the way." You said making him chuckle as he got out of the car.

"Maybe I can meetup with you later, huh?"

"Yeah, alright." Dean said and sam walked toward the front gate. "Sam!" Dean called out. "You know we made he hell of a team back there."

"Yeah." Sam nodded and he pulled away from the driveway. You jumped over the front seat and sat beside him.

"We have a door you Know?" He said looking at your face for a few secs then back on the road. "Yeah I know. It's Just easier. It's just a few blocks from here."

"huh?"

"My motel room " You replied.

"You live in a motel room?"

"Yeah, can't afford a place, but I'm working on it. I just don't wanna use a fake Credit card to get my first home. " He stopped in front of your motel room and you jumped out of the car.

"you did good back there, kiddo." He called out making you laugh.

"you too, Dean-o. We should do this again sometime." you said.

"Definitely" He said and Pulled away from the driveway.

you made your way inside your room and sighed at the familiar surrounding. This place wasn't exactly perfect but it was your home for 2 month. You quickly took off your clothes and pulled on a comfy old flannel, which you were sure you stole from Bobby. You didn't even bother to wear something under the shirt. You did not realise how much tired you were until your head hit the pillow.

You thought you would fall asleep right away but you didn't instead you kept thinking about today, about Dean, about Sam, John. How nice it was to have someone on your side during a hunt, to know that somebody got your back, to know that if you die today somebody's gonna miss you.

You were about you fall asleep when there were loud knock on the door. You got up quickly and grabbed your gun from the nightstand. You slowly made your way toward the door but the knocks only got louder. When you opened the door you were surprised to see Dean standing there with a panicked look on his face.

"Dean-" before you could say anything more he grabbed you and smashed his lips on yours. Your eyes widen in shock but you did not pull away.

"you ok?" He asked as soon as he pulled away from the small rough kiss. He looked around your room and then pulled you in a tight hug.

"yes, I'm fine. What happened?" You asked looking behind him to see a very sad looking Sam sitting in the Impala looking out of the window but not at you. "Dean, what happened?" You asked looking the older Winchester directly in the eyes. Although you guessed already but your heart didn't want to believe. You could not lose another person.

"Jessica." He said and your legs wobbled and you would have fall down if it wasn't for him. A small sob left your lips. He pulled you against his chest and stroked your hair.

"shhhhh" he kissed the top of your head as you continued sobbing.

"you are coming with me. I can't leave you here."

******* 

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