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The glass shatters as the wrought iron round blasts through the bedroom causes the striga to collapse in a flurry of robes and dust. y/n uses the gun barrel to free the rest of the window and safely climb in with not a shard on her. She walks over and shoots the demon once more, just to be safe before stowing her shotgun and rushing to the bed, where a terrified boy watched.
“What was that?” He asks. Quietly examining the thing from where he sat.
“Well, it’s dead now. You and your sister are safe.” She says kneeling down to meet his eyelevel.
“She’s gonna get better?” He asks raising his eyebrows.
“Much.” She replies, “Thankyou Miles.” She says holding her arms out for a hug, he accepts and she sighs. Happy the kids were fine.
Slowly she begins the clean up, tossing the body out the window, replacing the window and finally dragging it off to be burned. The hard work began dragging it to a nearby river bed, soaking it in petrol she took from her Dad’s shed and lit it up, leaving it to be ashes by morning.
With a small smile she removes her leather hunting jacket and brushes her hair back revealing her face. After her Dad banded her from any hunting she took it in her own hands, covered her face, changed her appearance and killed evil secretly. With help from the Winchester brothers. Her defiant nature was defiantly from her mother, y/n sighs. The very thought of her mother was hard for her.
Like Bobby said, ‘You gotta get into hunting somehow’.
Climbing into her car she turned on the engine which purred into life happily and carried her home. Satisfied with her job completion she leant back and relished in her newest successful hunt.
Her smile soon faded when two figures came into view in the middle of her driveway.
“Shit.” She mumbles stuffing the shotgun into the glove compartment as they approach, “Hey Dad!” She chimes.
Bobby leans on the car door and gives her a brutal stare.
“y/n Singer! Where have you been?” He asks, hands gripping the door so tight his knuckles are white with rage.
“Nowhere and everywhere.” She replies shrugging indifferently. Shuffling sounds behind her and she turns quickly to see someone remove her shotgun. She sighs defeated laying back as he gives her Dad the shotgun.
“Hey y/n” He waves, y/n rolls her eyes at the stupid idjit.
“Hey Adam.” She replies, not making eye contact. She would enjoy one day without guy problems. Dealing with demons was easy but guys. Uh, don’t even get me started.
“Get inside. Now.” Bobby says in a gruff voice, slightly strained. She nods knowing how bad she was going to cop it and drives off down the driveway. Making sure she leaves them in a cloud of dust and rock.
“I don’t understand why you don’t let me hunt!?” y/n yells, “Sam and Dean were hunting way before my age and they are alright. You know well enough that I can take care of myself.”
“I know but you are not as strong as them. And you’re alone. You can’t keep sneaking off, no one knew where you were! What if you got hurt? Huh? If a demon gottcha? What could we do?” He retorts pacing his littered living room.
“Adam knew where I was! And I thought you would have my back anyway! I can hold on till you find me.” She says tired of this constant argument.
“I just want you doing things like all the other girls!” He yells, finally conveying his point.
“What am I meant to do? Go to school in my classic car and gawk at all the popular guys? No thanks, they’re not my type.” She tells him, fully aware that Adam was in the room. He was her type… She shook her head and began to walk off.
“What are you doing?” Her Dad calls after her.
“Being a young adult and throwing an outrageous party with booze, sex and drugs! Hope you’re happy! I’m inviting hunters as well!” She yells in spite pulling out her phone and dialling Charlie.
***
“Yep, he said it’s fine. Okay, see you later Charlie. Yes, invite Lucifer, no star wars references. Good, bye.” y/n hangs up and turns around to see Adam leaning on her door frame cockily.
“Well you and your dad are lovely.” He chuckles wandering to her bed and sitting down next to her. She joins him.
“How did he find out?” She asks, he lifts a rectangle Nokia out of his pocket. “Ah.” She nods taking it from him. His fingers brush hers and she involuntarily reddened. y/n keep it together. Remember what Dean said. No fooling around. She scalds herself shoving it into her pockets.
“Let’s go raid the liquor cupboard shall we?” She asks standing and walking out silently dying on the inside at the fact that she loves a kid, not a hunter, and one that will never love her back.
“Sounds good.” He agrees walking after her, hands in pockets, wondering if she’ll ever forgive him. Or give his phone back.
***
“Hey Dean!” y/n chirps.
“Why do you have Adam’s phone? y/n…” He growls.
“Hey! It’s not like that, I aint sleeping with him, although the poor bastards probably a virgin still huh?” Silence, “Uh, you’re no fun. Anyway Bobby wants you. So shag ass to my place.” She says.
“Why do you want us exactly?” Sam answers.
“What happened to Dean?” she frowns.
“You’re not his favourite.” He replies.
“And it’s on speaker.” She huffs.
“You better believe it.” Dean says.
“Oh shut your pie hole. Look Dad is doing his whole ‘no-hunting-be-a-girl-get-boys-rampage’ and having a outrageous party with booze, drugs and sex is exactly what I need to kick him up the ass.” She replies.
“…Who’s coming?” Dean questions.
“They’re all legal.” She replies.
“Be there in ten.” He tells her quickly before hanging up.
She smiles at her victory and looks at Adam who was rubbing his temples.
“It looks to be another Winchester reunion.” She says tossing the phone into his lap.
“Cool. What now?” He tilts his head.
“We wait.”
***
“Just avoid your Dad.” Adam warns as the music begins and a hat is passed from person to person. Adam takes slowly and places a stainless steel pen inside before passing it to y/n. She raises an eyebrow at his contribution but continues, placing a protection charm bracelet in.
The hat continues to Dean who grins mischievously. Placing in his object and giving it to Sam.
“Hello baby bro number two and his little girlfriend.” He drawls crossing his arms.
“It’s not like that.” Adam stutters defending y/n.
“Yeah, yeah I know.” He replies.
“Hey Sam.” y/n pipes.
“y/n.” He nods.
“Alcohol is that way, and I’ll see you later.” They grin and take off ready to down Bobby’s best liquor.
“ALRIGHT!” Charlie yells. “Time to draw.”
They sat there for a while not looking at each other, secretly they wanted to be picked with each other but neither could bring themselves to say it.
“A pen and a charm bracelet!” Charlie yells.
The tension instantly doubles as y/n and Adam glance at each other nervously.
“Holy fahk.” She whispers walking into a room closely followed by a wide eyed Adam.
“So…” He mumbles rubbing his hands together. She turns and faces him with eyes flickering hungrily.
“Don’t tell Dean.” She tells him fisting her hand in his shirt and pulling him to meet her lips.
He chuckles as they pull away. His hot sweet breath tickles her cheek turning it deep red.
“I promise.” He replies before smoothly wrapping his slender hands around y/n’s back. All of a sudden they felt no more tension between them, it was comfortable and electric. Almost perfect. And with a small smirk from y/n Adam lent down for another kiss. Deeper this time and more tempting. With each stroke of his hands against her thigh and neck their want, no, need deepened and soon Adam was pulling her over to the centre bed.
She grinned as she fell backwards with a thump landing on the soft quilt, Adam leering over her, eyes betraying those of a hunter. And she was they prey. He lent on his arms and bent to kiss her again. Her hands threaded through his hair as his right hand found the edge of her shirt and quickly began to explore. A small moan escapes y/n’s lips as his hand cups and fondles her breast. Her hands were now eager playing with his belt and trowing it to the floor with a clatter.
He flipped them over keeping him below and she straddled his hips and proceeded to rub her hips against his hard member under the fabric. He groans against her sweet lips as the door flings open.
They hastily pull of each other.
“Dean is going to be pissed…” Sam says smiling at the two who both blushed deeply. He walked away with a grin and Adam turned to y/n.
“I love you.” He whispers. She smiles and kisses him quickly.
“I love you too.” She replies hurrying out the door to find Sam before Dean rips all of their heads off.

~Let your imagination take it from here…~