AN: I don't own Supernatural or the character's. I just own Sue-Anne.

Dean: [nudges Sam] Hey dude, look. [nods at the diner which happens to have a sign in its window that says "15% off for all members of the Armed Forces! Including: Police Officers, FBI, Firemen, etc."]

Sam: [gives Dean a look] Dude no we're not gonna- [but Dean has already walked inside the diner. Sighs and follows him]

[A women with frizzy red hair is standing at behind a podium, Dean walks up to her]

Dean: Hi there, [looks at her name tag] Sue-Anne, can we get a table for two please?

Sue-Anne: Sure thing, hon. Let me grab you a couple menus. [Sam catches up to Dean as Sue-Anne bends down to take a couple menus from the podium]

Dean: By the way, that sign outside that said 15% off, does that count for FBI?

Sue-Anne: [straightening up and giving Dean a look] You're FBI?

Dean: [grins] Off the clock sweetheart.

Sue-Anne: [studies them for a moment before saying] Lemme see some I.D. Then we'll talk about your discount.

Dean: No problem. [elbows Sam and takes out his fake I.D. Sam gives Dean his best bitch-face but takes out his I.D. anyway, showing it to Sue-Anne]

Sue-Anne: [smiles when she sees the I.D.'s, says to Dean] Did you make those yourself, hon?

Dean: [with a nervous laugh] What? No. No! We-well I…he…. [looks at Sam]

Sue-Anne: No need to get flustered hon. [leans over the podium] You're hunters aren't you?

[Both of the boys seem very surprised]

Sue-Anne: And don't think about giving me that "we don't know what you mean" crap. I've seen it plenty of times.

Sam: How do you know about hunters?

[Sue-Anne glances off to the side. The boys follow her gaze and end up looking at a framed photo of a boy about 10 years old hanging on the wall. He has the same color hair as Sue-Anne's]

Sue-Anne: My boy was bit by a werewolf six months ago, [she looks back the boys, her eyes looking a bit watery] he didn't make it.

Sam: I'm…I'm so sorry.

Sue-Anne: It's all right, hon. I've made my peace with it. It still hurts…every damn day. [she starts to smile a bit] But he's in Heaven now with his Daddy, knowing that doesn't make it hurt so much.

Dean: Who was the hunter?

Sue-Anne: Nice young man, named Garth. [both of the boys react in surprise] I owe him a lot, he saved my life. He was really depressed when he couldn't save my boy. But he sure did try.

Dean: Did you say Garth?

Sue-Anne: Yeah, nice young man. Do you know him?

Dean: [glancing at Sam] Oh yeah, we know him all right.

Sue-Anne: [grabbing a couple menus] Well enough of my prattle, I'll show you boys to your table. And don't worry. I always give hunters a discount.

Sam: You don't need to-

Sue-Anne: Garth saved my life and I'm betting you boys have saved people like me. I figure I owe people like you enough. [she gives them a motherly smile and walks out from behind the podium] Follow me, hon.

[Sam starts to follow but Dean holds him back, Sam gives him a look but Dean only looks at Sue-Anne when she turns back to them. She looks about six months pregnant]

Sue-Anne: What are you boys waiting for? A formal invitation.

[Dean is the first to stop his gaping]

Dean: No, no we're good. We're coming. [they follow Sue-Anne] Dude you don't think-

Sam: I'm trying not to.

Dean: [with a small grin] Way to go Garth, getting it on with the MILF's.

Sam: [bitch-face] Dude. [Dean's grin widens and he walks ahead Sam] That was an image I never wanted. [follows Dean]

This was a completely random one-shot I came up with. Hope you enjoyed it!

- THE-BANNED-AUTHOR