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April Showers, May Flowers There wasn’t much to do here, you thought with a sigh as you shifted dramatically on the hood of the impala, after having spent a few minutes picking the few flowers that managed to grow in the cracks of the sidewalks and placing them in your pocket. Sam said that he and Dean had to go into the building across the way and play FBI with the nice people there. You’d asked if you could tag along this time, after all that game always sounded like so much fun. But, as always, Dean had been quick to forbid from joining in on such pastimes. So here you were bored and most impatient as was Curt, who had to rema

Dean grunted as he pulled the blade out of the ‘meat suit’ the demon had been using.    “Sammy, you good?” He called over his shoulder to his younger brother, who had been thrown against a wall by the afore mentioned demon.    “Yeah, I’ll be fine,” he groaned as he got up.    “Sam, Dean, we may have an issue,” a gruff voice called out from another part of the house. Sam and Dean looked at each other, than set out at a fast pace towards the voice.    “What’s wrong Cas?” Dean asked as he walked into a room.    “This.” He gestured to the bassinet he was

            The next morning, the pitter patter of small feet could be heard coming down the stairs of the attic. Balthazar and Castiel walked hand and hand into the kitchen; Castiel bumping straight into Dean’s legs.            “Morning, you two. Sleep well?”            Castiel hummed a sleepy answer and hugged Dean’s leg.            Balthazar nodded, “Can I have coffee?”            “No but, you can have juice.” Sam answered.            “Close enough.” He mumbled as Sam gave him a sippy cup of apple juice. “Have you seen (Name)?”            “I thought she was

            The doorbell rang after a darkened figure dropped off a box and disappeared. Dean opened the door and looked around to find whoever had rang; he was about to close the door when his foot hit the box. Curiously, he picked it up and brought it inside, finding it heavier than the average package.            “What the hell is in this thing?” He murmured, “Sam! Bobby! We got mail!”              “What the hell? I never get mail.” Bobby said, wheeling into the room.            “What’s in it?” Sam asked, following Bobby.            Dean set the box down and opened it up. His fac

You folded up your blanket, put it on the couch, and heaved a long sigh. It was the most uncomfortable night’s sleep you had had but, your options were limited, when your two brothers crashed on the motel beds before you got a chance to call ‘dibs’. It wasn’t their fault anyway. You were all relatively exhausted from the ride into town. You intertwined your fingers and stretched them above your head. There were a few little pops in your bones but those were to be expected with the lifestyle. You could hear the motel tap running in the bathroom and a loud gurgling from inside. Yep, that was Dean, without a doubt. His b

~Imagine Sam and Dean have to pretend they’re teachers in your school because of a case~ You smiled up at Josh, your boyfriend of three months, and kissed his cheek. He was talking about the dance coming up and how you should convince your brothers to let you go when you looked by him. Your jaw dropped when you saw the familiar faces of your brothers walking down the hall. The both of them looked like…like teachers. Your eyes widened and you backed away from Josh – Sam and Dean did not know you had a boyfriend and they would not know that you had a boyfriend. You knew that they would do every test known to hunter on him. A