Y/N's P.O.V.
A loud knock echoed throughout the bunker and I glared at the large door, causing Sam to laugh.
"I'll get it." He stood up and I rolled my eyes.
"Well I wasn't going to." He gasped dramatically, walking up the stairs and I laughed, walking into the kitchen and picking up my top-not-so-secret hangover cure.
"What's up bitches?" The redhead screeched, coming down the stairs and I let out a quiet sigh.
"Nope." Sam snatched the bottle from my hands and held it above his head.
"It's hangover cure!" I argued and Charlie looked at us weirdly.
"Y/N, beer is not a hangover cure." I glared at him, sitting down.
"Anyway, I didn't think you were coming by for another few weeks?" He asked Charlie, putting the beer down. I was too lazy to go and get it, Sam knew that.
"Well, I was in the area and by in the area, I mean I was 13 hours away." I looked at her in disbelief.
"Dean said something about Sam having relationship trouble and both of you being really stupidly stressed. Anyway, momma Charlie is here to help."
"'Momma Charlie'? Really?" I asked, trying to hold back a laugh.
"Dean said I'm having relationship troubles? Have you met him and Cas?" Charlie burst out laughing and Sam looked at me. I forgot that Charlie didn't know about our relationship/soulmate bond thing.
"So who's the lucky lady?" Charlie asked once she calmed down.
"And what's your issue?"
"Firstly, we resolved our issues. Secondly, Dean needs to mind his own business. Thirdly, she's the most amazing person on the planet. She's gorgeous, intelligent and strong." Sam glanced at me, but Charlie didn't notice, she looked like she was concentrating on something.
"The only person with all those qualities... is me. Sorry, buddy, but I'm a lesbian. Homosexual. Gay human being." I laughed a little.
"Dude, seriously though who is she?" I stood up and walked around the table.
"For a hacker, you're quite slow aren't you?" Charlie looked at me in confusion and I was originally going to just tell her that I was dating the younger Winchester, but as I walked past him, Sam grabbed my hips. He pulled me back into his knee and I turned to look at him at the exact same time he turned to kiss me.
"Oh. My. Glob. You two- ship- cannon- cute."Charlie continued to squeal random words that actually didn't make sense, until I stood up, but Sam pulled me back down.
"You two are adorable!"
"Sam, I need to go and do some training, I haven't done any in ages." I complained, ignoring the fangirling redhead.
"But Y/N," Sam whined and before he could finish, Charlie began jumping.
"You could do a stereotypical sparing match and at the end of it you can patch each other up and it will be perfect!" She squealed and I sighed.
"That actually sounds fun." Sam whispered into my ear and I stood up properly this time.
"Meet me in the gym in 5." I walked off to our shared room and changed into a pair of leggings, a sports bra and a hoodie, before slipping on a pair of running shoes and leaving the room.
I walked out to the gym/training room, which was near the garage, finding Charlie sat with her laptop and Sam scrolling through something on his phone.
"Why do I feel like I'm about to watch a really stereotypical heterosexual porno that makes everyone uncomfortable?" Charlie asked with a straight face and I rolled my eyes. Sam laughed a little.
"No thanks, Charlie." Sam took off his plaid shirt and put his phone down, fining me the opportunity to take off my hoodie.
"I knew it!" Charlie pointed at me and Sam blushed a little.
"Shut your mouth, red." Charlie laughed.
"Have we actually fought before?"
"No." Sam said and we got ready.
"Who knows this might be fun?"
"Fight!" Charlie yelled and Sam moved towards me, immediately starting with a punch that I dodged with ease. I tried to kick him but he blocked it and managed to punch me in the jaw. He froze slightly and I used the opportunity to push him back and kick him into the wall. The look of surprise on his face almost made me laugh and he knocked me back. I only just managed to stop myself from falling backwards into Charlie, who was filming the fight. More punches, kicks, blocks and dodges were made, before Sam managed to pin me, a smirk on his face.
"I win." He leaned down and kissed my nose.
"Not quite." I hooked my leg around his and managed to flip us over, so that I was on top.
"I win."
"Shut up." He reached up and kissed my lips, one of his hands on the back of my head and the other on my waist.
"Ew! Guys I thought we said no sex in this take!" Charlie yelled and I stuck my middle finger up at her and the camera as the kiss deepened.
