"Dean, I have to tell them!" you said. You had been dating Dean for five months, and have yet to tell your parents.

"Are you sure?" Dean said, "We have no idea what they would think!"

"But, they're my parents!" you replied, "Besides, they're hunters too."

"Didn't they want you to stay out of the hunting life? To keep you safe."

"Once they meet you, they might change their mind," you persisted.

"Fine," he said, "When are you going to call them?"

"I'm gonna to call them now," you said as you pulled your phone out of your jeans pocket. Dean watched as you scrolled through your contacts. You selected you mother's number, and put the phone up to your ear. It rang three times, than your mother picked up the phone.

"Hello?" your mother yelled. There were shouts in the background. She must be on a hunt, you thought.

"Are you on hunt?" you asked.

"Yeah, what's up?" she shouted.

"I just needed to tell you something," you replied, "But it can wait."

There was fire crackling on your mother's line. They must have burned the bones, you thought.

"Hunt's over now," you mother said, "Now, what did you want to tell me?"

"I uh, met someone," you muttered.

"What!?"

"His name is Dean, Dean Winchester."

"Where are you? Your father and I are coming over," your mother stated.

"We are in Lebanon, Kansas, in our bunker," you answered. You mother hung up, and you replaced your phone in your pocket. You looked up at Dean, and saidm " They're coming over."

"When?"

"She is coming over as soon as she can. She didn't sound too happy when I mentioned you name," you said, sitting down at the table.

"Great," he replied, and sat down across from you. "I guess they have heard of me."

"I'm sure it will be fine, Dean," you comforted.

Dean nodded, "Let's get cleaning, we have no idea when they will be here." Dean started to pick up the plates from breakfast, and bring them to the kitchen. You followed suit, brought the cups to the sink. You had no idea how this was going to go. How long were they going to stay? What were they going to think about Dean? What were they going to say when they found out you were back in the hunting life? Pushing the thoughts aside, you continued to clean the bunker.

xxx

Turns out your parents were very close to Kansas. They arrived one day later. There was a knock at the door, and you ran to answer it. Dean slowly followed. When Dean was at your side, you opened the door. Your mother and father greeted you, and walked in.

"So this is the Dean I was hearing about?" your father asked.

"Yes!" you said.

Dean extended his hand, and said, "Hello sir."

Your father grunted and shook Dean's hand, "Hello." Your mother shook his hand as well, her handshake especially firm.

"Do you want something to drink?" you asked you parents. "Water? Beer?"

"Beer," your father replied.

"Water, please," you mother said. You walked towards the kitchen leaving Dean alone with your parents.

xxx

Dean's Point of View

Dean watched as you left the room, leaving him alone. He turned back to you parents.

"Are you a hunter?" your mother asked.

"Yes," Dean answered.

"And you hunt with Y/N?" you father asked. Dean nodded, unsure how they would react. Your father stepped towards Dean, and said, "If anything happens to Y/N when you two are hunting, I will find you, and teach you lesson. Understood?"

"Yes sir," Dean answered, surprised by his sudden aggression.

"Good."

"Care to give us a tour?" your mother said.

"Of course," Dean answered. This was going to be a long weekend…