Supernatural imagines

John

I wasn't suppose to ever meet John Winchester, but fate had other plans. One day while I was walking home I was attacked by a creature, which I would soon learn was a werewolf. It nearly killed me but it was stopped when a strange man put a bullet through it. I would soon meet and get patched up by him and I would learn his name. After that we got to know each other and I slowly started to fall head over heels for him. Our friendship would soon evolve into us becoming lovers.

"Morning." John said as I opened my eyes.

I smiled as I snuggled into his chest and he let out a chuckle.

"I got to get up." He said softly.

"Five more minutes." I grumbled out.

"No can do sweetheart. I have a hunt that I got to finish." He said softly.

"Fine, but you better come back and see me." I said a so rolled off of him.

"You know I will." He said as he pecked my lips.

"Love you." I said as he got changed.

He stopped putting his clothes on and turned to look at me.

"What did you say?" He asked softly.

"I said love you.... was it to much?" I asked softly.

"No... just.... I don't know how you could love me.... I'm a hunter.... and I'm never here.. and I probably won't be able to give you the life you deserve." He said softly.

"John Winchester, look at me." I ordered as I stood up and forced him to meet my eyes.

"I don't care that you are a hunter. I don't care that we might never get married and have children.... all I care about is this moment right here... with me in your arms." I said softly.

He sent me a smile and leaned down and pecked my lips.

"I love you too." He whispered against my lips.

"I know, now go get them tiger." I said as I pecked his lips.

I watched him leave and smiled as I got dressed, two weeks passed before I would hear anything about him, and it wasn't the news I wanted to head. I heard a knock on my door and opened it to see two guys.

"Can I help you?" I asked softly.

"My name is Sam and this is my brother Dean.... we are John's kids." The tallest one said softly.

"Is everything alright? Is John hurt?" I asked as worry filled my heart.

"I'm sorry to say this.... but John... he is gone. The demon we have been hunting.... it killed him." Dean said softly.

I felt tears stream down my face as I covered my mouth. Sam looked at me sadly and put an arm around me. He helped me sit down and he rubbed my back. I saw Dean's face go to one of shock as he held up a test.

"I'm sorry." He said as he put it down.

"Two weeks.... I found out two weeks ago.... I was waiting for him to get back to tell him..." I said through sobs.