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50 Christmas Ornaments My True Love Gave To Me

Summary: It was Christmastime in the Stark-Rhodes-Potts’ household, with Tony, Rhodey, Pepper, Peter, and Morgan all sitting at the table. Jingle Bells was playing quietly in the background, and each one of them was working on decorating a clear plastic christmas bauble, a growing pile of colorful ornaments in the center of the table.

The Iron Family gets carried away making Christmas ornaments, and Peter talks to his dad about asexuality

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“This was the best idea. Peter, remind me never to doubt you again,” Tony said, gazing at his newly made red and gold Christmas ornament. It was Christmastime in the Stark-Rhodes-Potts’ household, with Tony, Rhodey, Pepper, Peter, and Morgan all sitting at the table. Jingle Bells was playing quietly in the background, and each one of them was working on decorating a clear plastic christmas bauble, a growing pile of colorful ornaments in the center of the table.

“I told you it would be fun!” Peter said with a laugh, carefully pouring a bit of red glitter into his own ornament.

“Told you!” Morgan echoed, despite the fact this activity had been a complete surprise to her and she had told Tony no such thing. Morgan reached forward suddenly, grabbing the white glitter.

“Oh, dear you need to be more careful with that,” Pepper said as Morgan spilled some on the table trying to pour it into her ornament. “Here baby, use the funnel.”

“Finished!” Rhodey said suddenly, nearly startling Peter into flinging glitter everywhere just as Morgan had done. Rhodey held up a bauble that had been painted in three stripes of red, blue, and grey, with “T+R+P=‎⎊” painted in black overtop. It took Peter a moment to realize that the colors were representing each of their Iron Suits, and he said “Awww” along with the rest of the family.

Both Tony and Pepper kissed Rhodey on the cheek, Tony on the left and Pepper on the right, and Peter laughed at the sheepish but adoring smile Rhodey gave them in return. He placed his bauble next to the others and gazed fondly at the colorful pile.

“I think these are my favorite ornaments,” he said with finality.

“Ha! You sure about that? You like them even more than your special War Machine one Pep gave you?” Tony said, an eyebrow raised skeptically.

“He’s a close second of course, but these are my favorite since we made them together as a family,” Rhodey said, grinning happily.

“Aw, you’re extra sappy today, Pops,” Peter teased, putting the top on his ornament, and smiling at the layers of red and white glitter in his candy-cane themed bauble.

“Are you implying that I’m sappy all the time?”

“Not even just implying. You’re sappy. You’re a sappy, mushy, lovey-dovey, man,” Peter said, scrunching his nose at his father, and sticking out his tongue childishly. Rhodey made a mock-offended gasp, and pressed his hand to his chest.

“I’m deeply offended by this. You know I’m not sappy, right Little Mo’?”

“Super sappy,” was all Morgan replied with, clearly more interested in stuffing bits of ribbon in her ornament than she was in the conversation itself. The rest of the family laughed as she continued to fill her bauble, and Tony threw an arm around Rhodey’s shoulders.

“Nah, I think I actually agree with you, Honeybear. These are probably my favorite as well, I can’t believe we never did this before. I almost wish we could make more, we were each only able to make five,” Tony said, looking down at his completed ornaments beside him, a slightly disappointed look on his face. “I had a lot more ideas for what to design.”

“I did too,” Pepper said, looking down at her own baubles, neat and elegant, all themed with the colors of white and gold, unlike the rest of the family, who had gone a bit more wild with their designs.

“Well… who said we’re not allowed to go back to the craft store and get some more?” Peter said tentatively. When all three parents raised an eyebrow he quickly went on. “I mean we have plenty of paint and glitter and ribbon left! We could probably just get some more baubles and have enough supplies to make more--I mean what else are we gonna use this stuff for? Might as well use it up on more ornaments so we don’t waste it, ya know?”

The three adults were now wearing varying convinced facial expressions, though Morgan’s response definitely worked in Peter’s favor.

“Yes! Let’s do it! Pleeeeease???” she said, looking up at them and giving them her best puppy eyes, garnished perfectly with a little sniff.

Peter was grabbing his coat before they even said “yes.”

~~~

“Ya know, I distinctly remember you saying all we had to get was more ornaments, and that we already had enough supplies to make another batch,” Tony said, frowning at Peter, who was gazing at the rows of glitter on the shelf.

“Yeah yeah, I know, but we only got christmas themed colors last time! What if we got something else besides the red, green, white, and blue?”

“Well we got gold and silver too, and a little black--”

“You know what I mean,” Peter groaned with a roll of his eyes. “We could do so much more with some extra colors--Ooh look!” Peter snatched four containers of glitter off the shelf and presented them to Tony. “We could make pride flags! You and me could have personalized asexual pride ornaments!”

Tony sighed at the sight of the bottles.

“Well… that would be cool… I dunno kiddo…” Tony said slowly, pushing his hands in his pockets as he thought.

But Peter suddenly realized what he was doing and his face turned red with embarrassment. He really shouldn’t be asking for things right now, especially when he only wanted these colors because he was feeling a little insecure. That’s not a good enough reason to be spending money on glitter they were never gonna use again.

“I--Um, nevermind, sorry,” Peter said, his hands shaking a little as he reached up to put them back.

“What? No, Peter, I was--”

“There you two are!” Pepper said suddenly, making them both jump and turn in her direction. She made her way over, Rhodey and Morgan trailing behind. “What’re you doing over here?”

“Well the kid’s twisting my arm into getting us some pretty ace glitter,” Tony responded, and Pepper glanced at the bottles Peter was still holding. Peter grimaced inwardly, wishing Tony hadn’t said anything. He didn’t need Pepper to explain to him they can’t just buy whatever he wants just because he’s a little upset.

But she wasn’t angry with him. She snorted, rolling her eyes at Tony’s pun.

“Well if you two get your pride flag then I want mine too,” she said, reaching over and grabbing some pink, purple, and blue bottles, the colors of the bisexual flag, and throwing them in the basket with the pack of ornaments. The knot of nervousness that had formed in Peter’s chest instantly unraveled, and he suddenly felt a lot more at ease about putting his own bottles of glitter in the basket.

“Hey don’t forget mine!” Rhodey said, reaching for the pink, yellow, and blue bottles, the pansexual pride flag, and putting them in too.

“Oh, you guys need the polyamorous flag too!” Peter chirped, snagging the blue, red, and black bottles of glitter. “We can use the gold paint back at home to put the pi symbol on it too!”

All three parents smiled warmly at him, and Rhodey reached forward to ruffle his hair affectionately. Peter remembered when Pepper and Tony had first started dating Rhodey, they’d been so nervous to tell him because they were scared he wouldn’t like it. Peter was only about ten when they told him, and he could tell they had been very worried. Peter colored a picture of the three of them holding hands the next day, and hung it up on the fridge. He found out later that Tony had given it to Rhodey, and Rhodey keeps it in his wallet now, taking it everywhere he goes. And when Rhodey eventually moved in and got married to Tony and Pepper, Peter was extra enthusiastic in helping him get settled, to make sure he felt welcome.

Peter’s always done his best to make sure his parents knew he loved them, and accepted them just the way they were.

But Peter was suddenly snapped out of his memories by Tony’s voice.

“But what about Little Mo’? We can’t have her feel left out!” he said, gazing down his daughter by his feet. But Morgan suddenly held up a large colorful bag, showing off the contents to her fathers, mother, and brother.

“Pom poms!” she squeaked happily. The bag was filled with hundreds of colorful pom poms of varying sizes, some of which were definitely too big to force into the ornaments, but Peter knew that wouldn’t stop Little Mo’ from trying.

“Oh yes, you forgot, Dad,” Peter said, scooping up his little sister and resting her on his hip. “The ‘P’ in the acronym doesn’t just stand for Pansexual and Polyamorous, it also stands for Pom Poms.”

“Oh yes, that’s the new one isn’t it?” Tony said with a snort, now sorting through the glitter in the basket to get rid of repeated colors.

“Yup. Maybe I can get MJ to design a pride flag for it,” Peter said with a smirk.

“I’m sure she would do so happily,” Pepper said, taking the pom poms from Morgan to put them in the basket, and kissing Morgan's head. “Now why don’t you and your Dad get back to the car and buckle Morgan in while your Papa and I get everything checked out?”

A few minutes later Peter walked out of the store with his sister and dad, and Tony was buckling Morgan in her carseat.

“Snug bug?” Tony asked her as he adjusted the straps of her seat.

“Snug bug,” Morgan confirmed with a giggle. Tony smiled and booped her nose, before drawing out his phone and opening up a game.

“Wanna play on Daddy’s phone?” he said, handing it to her and helping her put in the headphones. Then Tony moved back up to sit in the middle row of the van, where Peter was looking at him with a raised eyebrow.

“You never let me play with your phone when I was little,” he said bluntly. “I’m sensing a favorite child has been chosen.”

“Pfft, is that another one of your spidey powers? Your Spidey Sense get upgraded along with your suit?” Tony asked with a roll of his eyes. “No, I just needed her to be distracted.”

“What? Why?” Peter asked with a frown.

“Well, it seems my other bug isn’t so snug,” Tony said, looking at Peter pointedly.

“That doesn’t make any sense.”

“What’s up kiddo? You seemed a little worried back there,” he said.

“I did? When?” Peter said, hoping to wiggle his way out of the conversation somehow, stall until his Mom and Papa got back.

“When you were asking about if you could get the ace flag colors. You know I was joking right? I wasn’t actually considering saying no to you, I want you to be able to show your pride however you like,” he said gently. It seems Peter wouldn’t be able to get out of this one.

“No, yeah I know that, it… wasn’t you I was worried about,” Peter said with a sigh. “Part of it I guess was uh, well you know how I get guilty asking for things. I didn’t want to make you spend money on me.”

“Ya know for the child of a billionaire you sure worry about money a lot,” Tony said with a smirk. “I don’t mind spending money on you. You’re important to me, and I have the ability to do it, so I like to. But, you already know that, and I have a feeling the money wasn’t the only thing bothering you. Am I right?”

Peter’s face turned even redder and he glanced out the window to see if his Mom and Papa had come to save the day.

No such luck.

“I uh… Flash said something the other day. Bothered me,” Peter muttered.

“What did he say, kiddo?” Tony said, reaching over to squeeze Peter’s hand.

“…he said nobody would ever want to date someone who was asexual like me. That no one would wanna be in a relationship with someone who wouldn’t, uh--” he glanced at Morgan to make sure her earbuds were still in, “--‘give them any’.”

Peter looked down and picked at a loose thread on his jeans, avoiding his father’s gaze.

“Oh Peter, I’m sorry. That’s not true, there are plenty of people who will love you just the way you are,” Tony said, smoothing a thumb over Peter’s knuckles.

“Yeah, I mean I-I know that in the back of my mind--I mean you’ve got two people who love you, and you’re ace like me, so--so I mean I’m sure I’ll find at least one person, it’s just--” Peter broke off with a sigh. “What if… What if I find someone who’s okay with me being ace, but they’re not nice in other ways? What if there’s only one person who’s okay with me being ace, and it turns out they like, I dunno, hate that I’m Spider-Man? Or they’re even abusive or something? What if the only person who will ever like me is someone who’s bad?”

“Peter, nobody really ever has just one person they’re compatible with. I learned that when I fell in love with Rhodey,” Tony said with a soft smile. “There’s going to be more than one person who’s okay with your asexuality, just like there will be more than one who isn’t. There will be people who are okay with it but are terrible in other ways, just as there will be people who aren’t okay with it but are amazing in other ways.

“And of course, that means there will be people who are just bad for you overall. People who aren’t okay with your sexuality and are awful. But that means there will also be the opposite! There will be people who will be fine with your asexuality, and are also kind, and funny, and will have qualities you love.

“Humans are complex, you’ll never meet one that’s exactly the same as the other, and yet we have the ability to love so many different people, in so many different ways. It’s part of why I fell in love with both Pepper and Rhodey. I love how unique they are.

“Like you said: two people who are so different from each other, and yet they both fell in love with an asexual person like me. And neither of them are terrible, obviously,” Tony said, and Peter laughed, finally looking up at him. Tony smiled and gave his hand a final squeeze. “Basically, of the hundreds of humans your age in New York, I doubt there’s only one person who would be good for you, and even less likely that the only people willing to date you are abusive and awful. It mathematically doesn’t make sense. Throw in the fact that you’re the kindest kid I’ve ever met, and I doubt there’s an asexual-accepting human in the world who wouldn’t wanna date you.”

Peter laughed again, leaning back on the headrest as his chest filled with relief.

“Thanks,” he said quietly. “I dunno what I’d do without you to help me with all this stuff.”

“Of course, kiddo. It’s what Dads are for.”

~~~

An hour later, Peter and his family were finishing up making the last of their baubles, Peter carefully painting the Spider-Man logo on his glittery asexual pride ornament. He was feeling a lot better after the talk with Tony, like a weight had been lifted off him. It even made painting a little easier, despite the fact he was awful at painting.

Rhodey had finished about half an hour earlier, now in the kitchen making cookies while Pepper and Morgan watched Klaus in the living room. The smell of Rhodey’s cookies wafted into the dining room where Peter and Tony were still working. Peter snapped up and sniffed the air, drinking in the scent of chocolate, butter, and sugar, the signature smell of Rhodey’s chocolate chip cookies.

Peter’s stomach gave a deep growl at the scent, whining miserably about how empty it was.

“Wow, someone’s hungry,” Tony said, glancing at Peter’s middle with a smirk.

“I knoooow,” Peter groaned, wrapping an arm around his belly. “I was so distracted by the ornaments I forgot to have a snack when we got home. Dumb super metabolism, I’m gonna starve to death before those cookies get out of the oven.”

“Well don’t do that,” Rhodey said, walking in with a plate piled high with cookies. “Guess you were so distracted you didn’t hear the timer go off either, huh?”

Peter wasn’t listening though. He’d already put his ornament down to let the paint dry and was making grabby-hands at the plate, practically drooling.

“Alright alright, calm down, don’t eat too fast either, you’ll give yourself a tummy ache,” Rhodey said, handing him the cookies. Peter scoffed as he stuffed a cookie in his mouth.

“I’m fifteen, I don’t get ‘tummy aches’,” Peter said through his mouthful of cookie.

“Tell that to whoever got a tummy ache from eating a whole solid chocolate santa in five minutes last week on a dare from Ned,” Rhodey muttered as Peter stuffed more cookies in his mouth.

“That was not a ‘tummy ache’, that was Extreme Christmas Celebrating.”

“It was a tummy ache. You said ‘I have a tummy ache.’”

“I did not--”

“Uhh, guys?” Tony suddenly interrupted. Peter and Rhodey looked at him, and Pepper glanced back from her position on the couch.

“Yeah?” they all said.

“I uh… I think we have fifty ornaments here,” he said, staring wide-eyed at the pile. Peter blinked.

No, no way, they didn’t make that many.

“You sure you didn’t miscount?” Rhodey said, looking at the pile more closely himself.

“Oh I’m sure. There’s fifty ornaments here. We made fifty ornaments,” Tony said.

“That can’t be right, each of us only made… only made…” Peter had been about to say five, but realized that was before they bought the second batch of ornaments. If they made five, and then each made another five…

“Ten. There’s five of us and we each made ten ornaments,” Pepper said in disbelief. “How did we not realize we’d be making ten each? Fifty ornaments?”

They all stared at the pile in silence for a few moments.

“Well, I guess the tree will be a bit crowded this year,” Peter said, taking another bite of cookie. They all laughed, then Rhodey, Tony, and Peter, settled on the couch next to Pepper and Morgan to finish the rest of the movie with them.

Later that day when Peter had a bellyful of cookies, they decorated the tree with their new ornaments, as well as the ones dragged out from the boxes in the garage. And while it was a bit crowded like Peter had predicted, it was the best one they’d ever had, with their pride ornaments glittering in the firelight, and Morgan’s pom pom baubles adding the perfect sprinkling of color to the green branches.

Peter had never seen a more perfect tree.

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Supernatural Series Rewrite

Supernatural Rewrite Masterlist

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 (part3)

Season one. Episode Two.

Wendigo (part 1)

You groaned as you rolled over in the backseat of the Impala. You were not even asleep anymore but you were too lazy to get up. You could hear the music blasting through the radio. Another groan left your lips and you rolled over in your back.

"you still asleep back there?" You heard Dean asked and got up. "Nah." You replied and pressed yourself against the window. "I need coffee." You groaned and Dean handed you a cup while laughing. You were about to make a snarky remark when suddenly Sam woke up with a gasp and jumped forward.

"you ok?" Dean asked and your heart ached for Sam, actually your heart ached for yourself too, but it ached for sam more. You saw Just how much Sam loved her and losing someone you love that much is unbearable, you knew 'cause you've been through it a few times now. That's why you refused to get attached to anyone anymore.

"I'm fine." Sam replied.

"another nightmare?" You tried to ask him in the nicest way possible but he did not answer you.

"wanna driver for a while?" Dean asked and your eyes widen a little. 'well that was a first.'

"hey, how come you never asked me that before?" You asked and he threw a wrapper at you, hitting you in the face causing you to slap his shoulder. Sam finally let out a laugh at childish behavior of his brother and his friend.

"it's true, your whole life you have never once asked me that before."

"just thought you might want to. Nevermind."

"look, guys, I know you are worried about me, I get that. Thank you, but I'm perfectly ok."

"alright" you exclaimed when you started feeling the tension building in the car . "Where are we?" You asked.

"we are just outside of Grand junction." Dean answered and Sam started looking through the map of blackwater ridge. You were starting out of the window perticularly at nothing. It was silent for a while.

"maybe we shouldn't have left Stanford so soon." Sam said breaking the silence and making you sigh.

"Sam, we dug around for a week. If you wanna find the thing that killed Jess, we need-"

"to find dad first." Sam said completing his brother's sentence.

"Dad disappearing and this thing showing up again after 20 years. It's no coincidence. Dad will have answers. He'll know what to do." Dean said as he kept driving. You are still leaning against the window and you were almost asleep again, even though you just had coffee. Long rides with these two did that to you.

"it's weird, man." Sam stated making you listen to him carefully. "these coordinates he left us, this blackwater ridge... There's nothing there. It's just... Woods." Sam said making you frown

"why is he sending us to middle of nowhere?" You asked frowning at both the men in the front seat.

*******

"Rise and shine, sweetheart." Dean said opening the door you were leaning against making you almost fall out of the car but he caught you before you could hit the ground.

"what an asshole." You yelled and hit him in the arm which only earned you a chuckle from both the boys.

Sam made his way inside the rangers station followed by you and Dean.

"so, blackwater ridge is pretty remote..." Sam said while looking at the model sitting on the table while you and Dean kept looking around the office. "It's cut off by these canyons here. Rough terrain, dense forest, abandoned silver and gold mines all over the place."

"Dude, check out the size of this friggin' bear." You quickly turned around ignoring sam to see what Dean was looking at. You walked closer to him and looked at the picture. The ranger was happily standing over the big bear they hunted. 'how could these people be proud of killing innocent animals?' Dean suddenly started chuckling and you raise your eyebrow.

"I bet he could eat you in one gulp." He kept chuckling.

"hey, I'm not that small."

"oh really? I can't see you let me find my glasses." He said and you hit him yet again.

"ha ha ha. You are so funny." You rolled your eyes.

"you boys aren't planning to go out near blackwater ridge, by any chance." the ranger said and he couldn't see you since you are standing behind the brothers. All three of you turned around to face the ranger. "Oh and lady. Almost didn't see you there." He said as soon as his eyes fell on you making Dean laugh, he was happy that his point was proved. You glared at him before looking back at the ranger.

"oh, no, sir, where environmental study majors from UC Boulder, just working on a paper." You answered with the biggest smile you could muster.

"recycle, man." Dean said making you hit him from the behind.

"bull." The ranger said, thanks to Dean's overacting. "You are friends with that Haley girl right?" He asked and you stood silently for a second before not in your head. "Yes." Dean said. "We are, Ranger..... Wilkinson." The ranger laughed a little before saying.

"well, I will tell you exactly what I told her, her brother filled out a backcountry permit saying he wouldn't be back from Black water ridge until 24th. So It's exactly not a missing person, is it?" He asked and you shook your head agreeing to him. "No you tell that girl to quit worrying."

"we will. Well, that Haley girl's quite a pistol, huh?" Dean asked and you looked at Sam who looked just as confused as you over what he was doing.

"that is putting it mildly."

"actually, you know what what help? If I could show her a copy of that backcountry permit. You know, so she could see her brother's return date." Dean said, raising his eyebrows. ranger Wilkinson eyed him back for a minute before giving him copy of the permit.

"you cruising for a HookUp or something?" Sam asked as Dean walked out laughing

"what do you mean?" Dean gave his brother confused expression.

"no he's right. The coordinates point to blackwater ridge. So what are we waiting for? Let's just go find John. I mean why even talk to this chick, Haley?" You asked as you approached the car.

"I don't know maybe we should know what we are walking into before we actually walked into it." Dean shook his head at both you and his brother.

"what?" You asked in unison.

"since when are you guys 'shoot first, ask question later' ?" Dean asked and you said "since forever " at the same time Sam replied "since now." You heard Dean mumble something as you got inside the car. He got into the car as well and took off to Haley's.

You didn't know why you being so jealous, you just were. You haven't even seen this Haley girl yet, for all you know she could have a Salvador Dali mustaches. And well Dean, he made it pretty clear that you were just another kid to him. That kiss meant nothing, he was just really happy to see you alive, nothing else. How could you be jealous over something that wasn't even yours to begin with.

When you pulled up to the Collin's house you quickly got out of the car amd started making your way toward their door. But before you could take another step Dean grabbed your arm and pulled you back to him.

"you ok?" He asked looking into your eyes.

"yeah. Why wouldn't I be?" You question afraid that he could actually feel your jealousy.

"I don't know, I thought you were mad at me. You didn't say anything the whole ride."

"Dean, I'm not mad at you. If anything I think you are right, we should know what we are walking into before we actually walk into it." You said and have him a smile.

"so we good?"

"yup." You stretched out the 'p' and then made your way to the front door where Sam was already standing waiting for you two. Dean knocked on the door and a girl opened up the wooden door, but another door that had net on it was still closed.

"you must be Haley Colins. I'm Dean, this is Alex and Sam. We are rangers with the park service. Ranger Wilkinson sent is over. We wanted to ask some questions about your brother Tommy." Dean explained. She looked unconvinced, mostly because of you maybe.

"let me see some ID." She said staring right at you and you pulled out your fake ID and slammed it on the door. She looked at it for a sec but then opened the door. "Come on in. That yours?" She asked looking at baby. "Yeah." Dean replied. "Nice car." She gave a flirtatious smile to Dean and you rolled your eyes while he smirked. As soon as she turned around and went inside Dean turned to you two and mouthed 'oh man.' with a wide smile.

the fact that she was really beautiful and definitely did not have and Salvador Dali moustache was only added to your jealousy.

"so, if Tommy's not due back for a while, how do you know something is wrong?" You asked. No matter how much jealous you were you had to solve the case.

"he checks in everyday by cell, he emails photos, shipped little videos. But we haven't heard anything over 3 days now." She said as she brought out her younger brother's dinner.

"well maybe he can't get a cell reception." Sam said.

"he's got a satellite phone, too."

"could it be he's just having fun and forgot to check in?" Dean questioned.

"he wouldn't do that." This time it was Ben, Haley's younger brother who replied.

"Our parents are gone, it's just me and my two brother. We all keep pretty close tabs on each other. " She said and you gave her a small reassuring smile.

"can we see the pictures he sent you?" You said and she nodded. she showed you Tommy's pictures in her laptop then she clicked at a video and you looked that it carefully. You noticed a shadow in the video but you kept quiet. Dean told Haley that we will find her brother and that we were heading there in the morning.

"then maybe I'll see you there." She replied causing you to exchange with both brothers. "Look I can't sit around here anymore. So I hired a guide. I am heading there in the morning and I'm gonna find my brother myself."

"I think I know how you feel." Dean said and you looked around awkwardly, being the only one who doesn't have a family. Sometimes you can't even remember how it feels to have someone blood related around you.

After that you guys headed to a bar which you were pretty sure that you weren't allowed at but hey thanks to fake ID cards. you already had two beers and you were a bit lightheaded not tipsy or drunk just a little more lightheaded than normally. Sam opened up his file and started talking about blackwater ridge victims but you were barely paying attention to him.

"every 23 years. Just like clockwise." Sam continued as he opened his laptop. "I downloaded Tommy's video to the laptop and look what I found." Before he could say anything further you blurred out.

"so what, it's a shadow, it can move. It's flesh. You did not make a big Discovery." You exclaimed making both the brothers chuckle.

"woah, princess, you almost stole Sammy's thunder."

"it's just, can you be any more geeky about this?" You said making Dean laugh again.

"I got one more thing." Sam said and you took your eyes mumbling ''of course You do, Sammy, of course you do."

"in '59, one campus survived the supposed grizzly attack. Just a kid.. barely crawled out of the woods alive."

"is there a name."

"Dean, it's Sam you are talking to, he probably got his address." You said making Sam smirk.

*******

"look, rangers, I don't know why you're asking me this. It's public record. I was a kid. My parents got mauled by a -" the grumpy old man said as soon as we asked him the question about the attack.

"grizzly? That's what attack them?" Sam asked completing his sentence. Mr Shaw took a puff of his cigarette and nodded his head.

"the other people that went missing that year... Those were bear attack too." You asked stepping forward. Mr Shaw looked nervous, like he was hiding something, and he most definitely was. "What about all the people that went missing this year? Same thing?" This time it was Dean who asked the question.

"if we knew what we were dealing with, we might be able to stop it." You said in a soothing voice which you always used while questioning witnesses, well most of the times, with stubborn ones it's always threats of making them eat their own intestine. Both the boys seemed a bit surprised by this side of you, specially Dean. Mr. shaw looked at the three of you, not sure if to say anything or not.

"Mr. Shaw, what did you see?" You asked again as you sat on the chair next to him.

"nothing." He said and you frowned. "It moved too fast to see. It hid too well. I heard it though. A roar. " he said and you look back at the brothers who were standing right behind you for a second as Mr. shaw continued his story.

"He came at night? Got inside your tent?" Sam asked.

"he got inside our cabin." Mr. Shaw answered. 'so whatever it was knew how to pick locks?' you asked yourself.

"I was sleeping in front of the fireplace when it came in. It didn't smash a window or break the door, it unlocked it. I didn't even wake up till I heard my parents screaming."

"it killed them?" Sam asked.

"why it left me alive, didn't ask myself ever since. It did leave me this though." He said after a small pause. He pulled down the collar of his jumper to show you a claw mark. It was too big to qualify as claw mark. Nothing you've ever seen had claws that big.

"there's something evil in those woods. It was some sort of a demon " Mr. Shaw said and you gave him a sympathetic look.

"thank you for your time, Mr. Shaw. " You said politely as the the of you made your way outside to the car.

"what the hell was that?" Dean asked as soon as you were outside.

"what?" You asked making your way around the car to sit in the backseat.

" 'Mr. Shaw what did you see' " he said mocking you and Sam giggle. "Since when do you talk like that?" He asked and got inside the driver seat.

"first of all he was a nice person and I always talk to nice witnesses like that and second, I so did not sound like that."

"oh, you sounded worse, almost creeped me out back there. I thought you were possessed or something." He said and you took the empty coffee cup from the backseat and threw it at him.

"OW!" He exclaimed and threw it back at you

You finally made it to the motel. The whole ride you and Dean bickered. You were standing by the car with Dean as Sam went to get you rooms. You were leaning against the bonnet and looking around you. When your eyes finally fell on the older Winchester beside you, he was already looking at you. Just starting at your face and saying nothing.

"what?" You asked letting out a very small laugh. "Stop staring." You said and turned his face away from you but he looked back at you.

"Alex." He finally said making you frown at his tone. "About that kiss-"

"no Dean, it's ok. I get it, you were just very happy to see me, that's it-"

"no Alex, that's not it, I lied. I mean, I was very happy and relieved to see you alive but I want you to know that that's not it. I don't know why I just want to be honest with you." He said making you frown even harder. You were about to say something but he cut you off again.

"Let me finish. When I saw you that day after all these years I felt something. I don't know what but something and it wasn't just something physical or sexual, it was like I had to be around you. And on that hunt when you were beside me all the time, I had this big urge to protect you, to keep you safe. For the first time I actually cared for my life, like I had something worth living for." You were dumbfounded by his confession, a part of you was beyond happy, gleaming but the other part was scared. Scared that if you get attached to him you'll lose him too. Like you always do.

"but I don't want to get your hopes up, I don't want to get either of our hopes up. You are too young for my shit, you already got so much on your plate and I just can't add to it. And like I said I want to be honest with you, I don't think there will ever be a future for us together. " He said and you let out a chuckle.

"I know the drill, Dean. We are Hunter, there's never a happily ever after for us. There never can be anything between us. Let's just hope we can be friends without making things awkward between us." You said this time making him chuckle.

"they had only one room left. With two beds." You almost didn't notice Sam untill he was right beside you. "everything ok with you two?" Sam asked looking simultaneously between him brother and his friend.

"yup. Dean was telling me about the time you cried while watching Titanic."

"Dude, that was you." Sam exclaimed and you raised your eyebrow at Dean. "Yeah, whatever. You peed your pants when you were in second grade." Dean said as the three of you made your way toward your motel room. "Dude, I was 6. "

"ok guys enough. What are the sleeping arrangements?" you said as the three of you made your way inside the motel room and looked at two queen size beds on the either side of the room and a small couch on the other end of the room.

"me and Sam are to big to fit on the couch. So that leaves you " Dean said pointing a finger at you.

"nope. Not happening. I'm not sleeping on that couch. I Don't know how many gross assess have been there." You said looking at the dirty couch. "And done what?" Sam added and both of you scrunch up your nose in disgust.

"ok fine. The floor is it." Dean replied while taking off his jacket and throwing it on the couch.

"Dean this is where you say, 'ok, Alex, you take the bed I'll sleep on the floor.' " you said

"hell no, I'm not sleeping in the floor. Ask Sam."

"hey, hey, don't drag me into this. This bed is already mine." Sam said jumping on the bed on the left side on the room and sprawling out making both you and Dean roll your eyes. He was too big to even share with. "Well, I'm not sleeping on the floor either." You said looking him straight in the eye. Sam was watching both of you, curious about what was gonna happen next

"well, sweetheart, if you don't wanna sleep on the floor. You are welcome to join. " He says with a smirk and sat on the foot of the bed.

"you know what? Actually I will." You said taking off your jacket and shoes and then got inside the sheets. "but don't get too wussy if I kick you in the crotch in the middle of the night." This was your turn to smirk as you covered yourself with the sheet. You heard a scoff coming out of Sam and next thing you know Dean grabbed the pillow and throw it between the two begs.

The next morning the three of you were getting ready to leave for the hunt. When you made your way out of the bathroom you heard Dean say "spirits and demons don't have to unlock the doors. If they want inside they just go through the Walls."

"so it's probably something else, something corporeal." You said slipping in your boots and sitting on the bed to tie them. When you looked up both the boys were staring at you. "What?"

"corporal? Excuse me, professer." Dean smirked. "Shut up." You said.

"so what do you think?" Sam asked.

"the claws, the speed that it moved. It could be a skinwalker, maybe a black dog. Whatever we're talking about, we're talking about a creature and it's.....'corporeal' " Dean said looking at you when he said the last word and you hit his arm mumbling a "asshat". You made your way outside to the Impala and loaded the trunk. "Wait. Which means we can kill it." You said with a bright smile.

"you're weird." Sam mumbled.

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