Sam x Reader

"Have you notices anything weird? Strange noises, cold spots, seeing things move?"

"Uh, no, though my sisters room usually gets really cold whenever we are going through her closet, but I thought that was normal."

"Well... no it isnt... its a ghost... or a spirit..."

"Uh... seriously? You are trying to tell me the reason my husband and my son where killed was because someones spirit decided to be a dick and kill them! You think that that stuff wven I dont beleive you are FBI, and if you are, well I am making a petition because this is straight up rediculous! So I wouldnt mind if you got out of my house Jovi! Thank you very much!"

"Your hot when your mad."

"And your hot when

Agent Jovi just raised his hands and walked out the front door, but before he did, he gave you his card and told you to call him if I feel a cold spot or anything else again. Yeah well I aint listening to that douche, hes a full-blown idjit!

    I watched as he walked out to a van, and I noticed there was a strange guy sitting in the driver seat with a bald head, then he got out of the car and started walking to your house. You awnsered and pretended to be all cheery when you awnsered.

"Hello?"

"Yes, I am doing a search through all the houses in the neighborhood to search for a missing amount of money and I was wondering if I could search yours, if you refuse I will have to get the police to search it forcefully."

"Do I look like a idiot in its natural habitat? I saw you get out of that van with the guy who claimed he was a full-blown psycho basically, so I wouldnt mind if you would tell me what you are doing at my house and why you care uf there are fucking cold spots or not in my house!!"

You had stopped realizing you hadnt taken one breath, and you gasped for more and slammed the door in the weird guys face, and when you opened it when he knocked again, you saw out of the corner of you eye the guy reach for his gun, but you were quicker and pulled out your gun and held it to the guys head.

    He held up his hands and you cocked the gun, telling him you werent playing any games. The other guy jumped out of the van and you took the time to grab your gun, and point it at his head.

"Woah there missy, we mean no harm, we are here to protect you."

"Bitch, I know everyhing about spirits to the fucking kind of hell, now what I want to know is why the hell are you guys still coming here, I already took care of the ghosts and when you douchebags come and remind me of my family that I fsiled to protect that doesnt make me much happier, so explain or leave and never return."

"So... so your a hunter?"

"You bet your ass I am... moose!"

"Why does everyone call me that!?"

"Because you have more moose DNA than hooman!"

"Ok, miss, we are Winchesters, my name is Samuel, and this is Sam-"

"Oh my gosh!? SAM WINCHESTER!?"

    You yelled in glee and hugged Sam as hard as you could. You knew why you hadnt recognized him and he didnt recognize you, because you had both gotten so much more adult-like and looked nothing like you did when you were seperated.

"Uh-miss-"

"Oh, you can call me y/n! Remember me?"

Suddenly sams face lit up and he hugged you back.

"Y/n! Its been so long!"

"Did you forget me?"

"How could I forget you?"

"Well its been a few years!"

"Well we should celebrate our reunion!"

"But... how?"

"Dean Style"