Plot: You and Kevin were best friends when you were little but he didn't know you hunt. One day you were taken away and didn't get to see him again. Then you meet Sam and Dean and you grew up older with them. Then when Dean invited you on a hunt and you were injured badly, you meet Kevin again and he patches you up. You also have a slight crush on Kevin.
Your POV *when you were 8 years old Kevin is 10
"(Y/n)!" My mom yelled my name. "Yes mom?" I asked walking into the kitchen fiddling with my shirt. "Me and your father has got some lead on the vampires. I told Linda that she'll babysit you with Kevin,"
That's how I met Kevin and Linda and I grew up around them every time mom and dad has to go on hunts.
*you're 10 Kevin's 12
"Kevin give that back!" I said forcefully ripping out my rag doll from his hands. He chuckled and raised it higher. "Kevin please," I pleaded standing on my toes to reach my doll back. "Kiss my cheek first," he tormented. I kissed his cheek and he turned red. He gave the doll back to me and I snaked my way to get his phone. I grabbed it and ran away giggling. "Ugh (y/n)," he said whining and starting to look for me. I was laughing until Linda found me with tears in her eyes. Kevin eventually found us and stopped laughing. "What is it mom?" Kevin said walking up to my side. She sobbed and breathed heavily. "Your mom and dad... They're-," I cut Linda off with my words. "Dead," I said looking away furrowing my eyebrows and silently crying. I felt a pair of arms around me and I recognized it was Kevin's and I silently cried in his chest. But I ripped myself away and ran to the counter and got the phone. I dialed uncle Bobby's number and sniffled. "Hello," he said generally blank. "Uncle Bobby," I finally broke down.
"What is it baby girl?"
"Mom, Dad,"
"Oh no, what were they hunting?"
"Uncle Bobby, just pick me up," I sobbed.
"Be there in 5, pack up girl, love you," he said hanging up. I put the phone back and sobbed on the counter with Kevin comforting me. Linda cried in front of me for 30 minutes until I got myself together. "Linda, I'll be staying with uncle Bobby," I said to her standing up. She knew uncle Bobby but she only knows we're normal people, that don't hunt. "Okay," she sniffled as I went up the stairs with Kevin trailing behind me. I grabbed mom and dad's duffel bags and stuffed my clothes in there. All of my stuff including my small gun that I sneaked in the bag so Kevin wouldn't see. He helped me put stuff in the bag and I left him sitting in my room. I walked in my parent's room and breathed in their rose and alcohol scent. I looked around and saw mom and dad's picture by the mirror. I grabbed it and kissed it with tears flowing down my cheeks. I stuffed it the pockets of jeans and opened the small jewelry box that mom has. I saw that there was a small blue box with my name engraved on the fuzzy lid. I lifted it up and saw a yellow post it note down on the box. My drawer. It said. I opened mom's drawer to see a stack of cash, another gun and an envelope. I grabbed the envelope and opened it to see tons of pictures and papers.
Dear (y/n),
If you're reading this, me and your father are most likely to be dead. We're sorry if we're gone too early. But we know you'll be safe, we know you'll be smart to go to Bobby, we know you're going to be okay. You're our brave tough girl and stay strong. Do whatever you want with Bobby, go on hunts, but take care of yourself. Or go to John and his sons. We just wanna tell you that we love you and we'll always be in your heart. We love you (y/n). Take care.
Sincerely, Mom and Dad.
P.s., you probably saw that blue box. In there is a necklace or charm to get you right off of any radar. It will keep you safe. And the papers are for Bobby and the house and everything. The gun is from your father. Love you (y/n).
It wrote and I sobbed quietly. I wiped my eyes quickly and ran to the closet. I grabbed mom's jeans so I could wear it when I grow up and dad's leather jacket. I held them close and went back to the drawer and I opened the blue box. It was an arrow necklace and a gold lighting jewelry. I smiled and closed it and held it tight. I grabbed the cash, the envelope, dad's gun and the clothes. I went back to my room hiding my gun and I stuffed all of it in the duffel bag while Kevin watches. Then I heard a car pull up in the front yard and I looked at my window to see uncle Bobby's truck. I zipped up the duffel bags and grabbed my large food bag and headed downstairs with Kevin behind me. But he stopped me and grabbed my wrist and we stopped to the left of the stairs. "Before you leave," he said sadly, he grabbed my chin and pulled me closer. He kissed me and I kissed back. It as an innocent children kiss and we pulled away with me ending up hugging him. "I'm gonna miss you," I mumbled into his neck. I felt him hum and nod. We let go and headed downstairs to see uncle Bobby sitting at the couch with Linda looking sad. "Uncle Bobby," I whispered and hugged him taking in his alcoholic scent which me and my family loves. We pulled away and looked at Linda and Kevin. "Well, we'll be going. I'll make sure she's safe and we'll get back to this house soon. Thank you for taking care of her," Bobby said to Linda and Kevin. He walked out the door with the bags and loaded them to the car. I hugged and kissed Linda's cheek goodbye and I said goodbye to Kevin. "I wuv you," I heard Kevin whisper and I hugged Kevin. "I wuv you too," I mumbled. "We'll see each other again right?" He said letting go of me. "Of course," I chuckled as I ran to the passenger seat. "Bye!" He said with Linda getting teary eyed.
*19
Ever since what happened, Bobby took care of the house and my parent's belongings. So far, I live in the basement or in Bobby's panic room where spent most of my research times on. John and his boys helped Bobby to teach me how to hunt. So far I have hunted a lot of thing with Dean and Sam, sometimes with Bobby. But then, uncle Bobby and John died and I lived with the boys. We were always on the road, motel rooms and Sam even went to Stanford along time ago. We then found the Men of Letters bunker and all about them. So far me and the boys were like a family living in the bunker.
"Yo (y/n), come on this hunt for a change," Dean snickered since I stopped hunting after we found the bunker and I was always on research. "Fine," I grunted playfully and he cheered slightly with Sam. I packed up and we drove to the place where apparently is haunted.
"(Y/n) look out!" Dean yelled as I felt a sharp pain on the side of my stomach. Then the blade or whatever was taken out forcefully and I dropped down to the ground blacking out.
"She's waking up," I heard Sam's muffled voice as I fluttered my eyes open adjusting them to the light. I sat up with pain and I winced slightly, but Sam helped me up and sat beside me. I those familiar brown eyes staring at my (y/e/c) ones. "K-Kevin?" I stuttered with my lips quivering with fright. "(Y/n)," he whispered as I hugged him not minding the sharp pain. I cried on the crook of his neck and he was hugging me tight. "You guys know each other?" Dean said as we pulled away and I wiped my face. "He and I go along way back," I chuckled.
Kevin and me hanged out and I knew how he got sucked in all of this and all. He then asked me to be his girlfriend and of course I did. The only time we said I love you, is when he was mine, and I was his.
—SON OF A BITCH!—
