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Y/n put her car into drive and screeched out of the grocery store parking lot. Mentally she was still going over her grocery list, trying to make sure she had gotten everything. Eggs – check. Lettuce and tomatoes – check. Ben and Jerry’s, tortilla chips, blueberries and about a million other things – check, check, check. She still felt like she was forgetting something. She gazed over the tops of her sunglasses at the open road. Y/n bit her lip. She was missing something. The girl leaned back and flicked on the radio. Then it hit her. She had to get her car inspected today. Like today today. “Shit!” Y/n

Cas’ hands hit the war table with a grunt of pain he brings one hand to his temple, grimacing as both Winchesters suddenly turn to see what happened. Cas took a moment to regain his senses then looked to the boys with a mix a surprised horror on his features before speaking. “A Nephilim has come into being,” Cas muttered “Really?” Dean wondered still looking concerned at Castiel “It’s Lucifer’s,” Cas added “What? Are you kidding me?” Sam barked out in concerned shock 6 weeks later…. “Hello boys, good to see you again,” Lucifer greeted with a huge smile

THE AGE CARD [Name] stormed into the room, with a vexed archangel following her. "Guys," she called. Two heads snapped to attention and watched the, seemingly, angry women stop in the middle of the room. Dean wondered what had managed to annoy her; meanwhile, Castiel watched his brother behind [Name]. He looked a little like a child throwing a tantrum, with his head thrown back in exasperation and a slumped posture. "Don't bring them into this," he insisted, half-heartedly. "Just admit you’re wrong. This was fun at first, but now it’s just getting annoying." "Shut up," [Name] snapped. Gabriel raised his hands in mock defense, a

It took you a couple of minutes to wrap your head around what just happened. After not seeing either of the brothers for months, they were going to stop in like nothing had ever happened. You stood up from your bed and wiped the fallen tears from your face. Quickly, you called your boss and told him you were sick and needed a few days off. A quick trip to the grocery store was in order. Not only were you struggling with the decision on what to make for dinner, there was also no edible food in the house. You could always play it safe and grill up some burgers. You strolled down the aisles, picking up some dish detergent and other cleaning s

"Hi Dad." He had just closed the door behind him. You and your brothers had been staying at the psychic Missouri Moseley's house, while John had been hunting for the weekend. You were holding your favorite teddy in one hand and a pistol in the other. He didn't even know how you got your hands on it seeing as it was one of his old. "Why aren't you asleep?" he asked as he took the gun from your hand. It worried him that you had been waiting for someone or something to burst through the door. At the same time, he was amazed what you were willing to do at the tender age of four. However, you had always been an early bloomer compared to your twi

 Justice walked up to you and sat down next to you. "You are really brave Justice." You said smiling. "Really? I just wanted mommy to stop hitting people." "Well I think you showed her." "What are you eating?" "Bread, would you like some?" She climbed into your lap without asking. "Yes please." "Here you go." You handed her what was left of your roll. It was only 12:30 and today already felt insane, you liked kids. You didn't really mind talking to the or playing with them, all your life you have had younger sisters who wanted to play or talk to you. So you were totally use to it by now, it didn't really bother you. Jensen walked in and you

“Uncle Sammy can I ask you something?” You ask. Sam looks up from his laptop and kindly smiles, “Sure. . .” “Daddy won't tell me anything about my Mommy. . . How come I don't have one?” Sam swallowed hard. Shutting his laptop, he picked you up and placed you in his lap. “Well . . . I really don't know anything. That's something you talk about with him.” __________________________________________________________________________________________________ “What am I supposed to tell her Sam, that her mom died  in a car accident cause we weren't looking out for her when we were supposed to?

You stared at your boyfriend where he was stood at the end of your bed, biting his lip nervously. You yourself were sat cross-legged on top of your mattress in a plush semi-circle of pillows, dressed only in a baggy night shirt and gym shorts, unsure how you were supposed to respond. Admitting to the love of your life that you were a trans man was probably the hardest thing you had ever done. Gabriel had been supportive of you when you had told him. In fact, he'd decided that since you had divulged your deepest secret in this way, he would return the trust you had placed in him and reveal his own. When he had told you he was an archangel, yo

Hello readers~! This is a new story I've come up with. Well actually, they're more like drafts of what is to come. They will be under the title 'The Winchester Sister Tales' since it is about Dean, Sam and Adam's sister. Oh ho ho, yes! Most of the idea's in these tales are mostly mine, but I haven't taken some from other shows (Like Buffy and Angel.) You'll see what I do with them :) Credit for my OC, Jayne Winchester goes to me. Supernatural belongs to Eric Kripke. Angel and Buffy Belong to Joss Whedon. Enjoy~! This couldn't be happening. No! Jayne and her brothers had ended up in the Trickster's T.V Land world. They first started off i

A couple of men stood in front of me with their guns trained on me. I instantly raised my hands and arched an eyebrow at them. Tan uniforms with heavy coats to protect them from the cold. One police badge and the other a sheriff's badge. They were police officers. Sent here by the damn manager no doubt. "Can I help you, gentlemen?" I asked innocently. "We got a call about a bunch of weapons in this room," the darker haired one said. Muscular and tall. Green eyes. Pale skin. The other male was just as tall with brown hair with pale green eyes. I recognized those eyes instantly. Shit. I really didn't need the sheriff here so fast. I was not pre

I sat in the forest I called home looking up at the moon as the wind caused My thick black fur to rustle in the wind. By the hight of the moon I could tell it was deep into the night, twelve or one pm looks about right. I can hear the creak of an old rusted door being opened and sure enough the stench of blood filled my nose. He was an English man who moved to america. We black dogs are known to haunt crossroads, bridges, door ways and the like but I feel compelled to follow this man. He has brought death to so many in the most brutal ways I have ever seen. I Dash ahead of the man to the road side where there is a rather well dressed man stan