So these are a lot of oneshots between the Winchesters and two sisters me and my sister made up, Will and Charlie Trusedale. There's a lot of CharliexDean stuff because they met and hooked up in a bar. Some SamxWill but not till later. Hope you enjoy!
Sam and Dean Winchester had their guns poised in the air, ready to go into the old rickety building. Dean nodded at Sam and Dean busted through the door, the wood flying open and the monster turning to look at him. Sam tried to follow after his older brother but the door slammed shut in his face. He immediately became worried and grabbed the handle, shaking it, slamming his shoulder against the door and hearing grunts and shots on the other side of the rickety wood.
"Shit!" Sam exclaimed and he ran around the house, trying to find another entrance. Charlie Trusedale saw the door and ran up to it, hearing grunts on the other side of it and not even bothering to try the handle. She raised her leg and kicked the door, making it fly open and allowing her to enter. Even in her high heeled brown boots she could still kick a door down if she wanted to.
Charlie saw the monster advancing on an unarmed figure and immediately cocked her shot gun and fired, hearing the explosion and watching as the piece of metal hit the monster. It distracted the big, ugly bastard but it mostly just made it angry. The monster charged at her and Charlie was about to get hit when someone tackled her to the ground, landing on top of her and crushing her with their weight. She looked up at who had tackled her and saw it was the man from last night at the bar, the man she had hooked up with.
"Dean?!" She exclaimed, getting really angry that he, this asshole and liar, had just saved her.
"Charlie?" Dean responded and then he was hit, the monster hitting him in the chest and making him fly off of her and into the wall. The monster advanced on Dean and Charlie stood quickly and raised her shotgun, firing one last shot into the son of a bitch's heart. It jerked and then fell to the floor, Dean standing as it did so. Charlie kept her shot gun raised and walked up, kicking the grotesque form just to make sure it was really dead.
"Charlie, what the hell are you doing here?" Dean asked, standing and rubbing the back of his head which was throbbing in pain from hitting the wood of the wall. Charlie just walked up and punched him really hard in the chest. His hand snapped from the back of his head now to the more painful mark that Charlie had just hit.
"You are such an asshole Dean!" she shouted, reloading her shot gun as she started to yell at him.
"Some thanks I get for just saving your life!" Dean shouted back, dropping his hand from the spot she had hit. Charlie scoffed, her shotgun now reloaded.
"Excuse me? Who here shot the monster?" Charlie asked angrily and Dean glared and scoffed right back at her.
"Yeah, well who saved you from getting that pretty little face of yours beaten?" Dean said spitefully and Charlie glared.
"Yeah, I shot the thing, I think I win." Charlie said contemptuously and Dean retaliated.
"Yeah well-" he started but Sam burst into the room, Charlie's shotgun immediately snapping to him.
"Dean! Whoa, shit. Dean, who is this?" Sam asked, his gun snapping to Charlie as soon as he saw her large barreled shot gun pointed at him. Dean got very awkward and pursed his lips, rubbing the back of his head, not from the pain but from the uncomfortable air that surrounded him.
"Dean you better explain or I swear I'll blow his head off." Charlie said, her eyes wide and her nostrils flaring as she kept her gun trained upward at Sam's head. Dean sucked some air in, making a hissing sound.
"Sam, this is Charlie. My hook up from the bar last night. Charlie, this is my brother Sam." Dean said calmly. Charlie got very angry that he called her 'his hook up' and she pointed her gun at Dean instead, relaxing it a little though so she could yell at him again.
"Oh my god you are SUCH an asshole!" she shouted, looking incredibly pissed off at Dean. He raised his hands in defense and tried to smile at her, although it was hard with her huge shotgun pointed at him.
"Well that didn't take you very long." A cool voice came from the window and all three hunters pointed their gun at the figure that was crouching low in the window, Charlie relaxing a little once she realized who it was.
"God Willow can you just use the door for once like a normal person?" Charlie asked sounding slightly annoyed and the figure slid the rest of the way into the room, standing to her full height and examining her surroundings, tensing slightly as she saw Dean and Sam.
"It's Will, and the window's faster." The girl said.
"Charlie you want to explain who this is?" Dean asked from his corner and Charlie huffed and remembered that she was angry at him, turning her shot gun back to him and Sam's gun going to point at Charlie in response, just as a precaution. Dean put his hands up defensively. "You maybe want to explain who this is without pointing your shotgun at me?" Dean asked.
"Oh don't worry about that, she points her gun at all the guys she's slept with." Will said calmly and Dean looked surprised and annoyed, turning to Will and then back to Charlie after hearing Will's news.
"Well that would have been nice to know beforehand." Dean said exasperatedly and Charlie made a face at him, looking like she wanted to stick her tongue out at him.
"Will?" Sam asked, slightly bewildered and the girl turned to look at him, seeming slightly surprised once she saw who it was. Sam had met this girl at the bar last night, they'd had a conversation and she had seemed friendly. He'd had no idea she was a hunter though.
"Hiya Sam." She said back, completely calm.
"Will, please don't tell me you know these two jerk offs." Charlie said, still glaring at Dean but lowering her shot gun. Will glanced unconcernedly at Charlie.
"I don't know any jerk offs. I know Dean and Sam Winchester." Will said, sounding slightly like a child as her cool voice rose in pitch. Charlie rolled her eyes and sighed exasperatedly, going over to Will.
"If you know Dean, you definitely know a jerk off." Charlie mumbled angrily as she turned to stand next to her sister. Their resemblance was striking once you saw them next to each other. They were probably the same height, but with Charlie's boots (which Dean was still curious as to how she could hunt in those) and the fact that Will didn't appear to be wearing shoes (a feat that Sam was quite curious about) put Charlie at a couple inches taller than Will. They both had an odd combination of sweet and innocent looking but obviously terrifying when they wanted to be. They shared the same hair color but Charlie's was slightly darker and longer and in two ponytails at the base of her skull while Will's hair was short and spiky, a hair tie holding up one small ponytail at the back of her head.
"Charlie, I'm still lost here." Dean said and Charlie shot him a glare that could kill.
"Dean, I'm Charlie's older sister Will." Will interjected before Charlie could verbally abuse Dean again. "I'm very protective of my little sister. Also, I have a lot of guns." She said, just innocently enough to sound like a threat and Charlie smiled, satisfied at Dean's slightly shocked expression.
"Wait, you're younger than she is?" Sam asked Charlie, sounding surprised, and Charlie turned and smiled pleasantly at Sam, giving a quick nod before turning back to glare at Dean. Dean walked up to stand next to his younger brother, standing a couple inches shorter than him. The two pairs of siblings stood across from each other, Sam across from Charlie and Dean across from Will. It was oddly like looking in a mirror. The younger sibling was a couple inches taller than the older one and the younger's hair was a couple shades darker than the elder's.
"You two are hunters?" Dean asked and Charlie rolled her eyes at him. She was about to make a snarky comment but Will cut in, putting her hand up in front of her younger sister and nodding calmly.
"Yes we are." She said.
"How'd you get into it?" Dean asked and Will looked at Charlie, then they both looked skeptically at him and shook their heads.
"We never tell anybody about that. We're not stupid." Charlie said contemptuously and Dean scoffed a little and rolled his eyes.
"We should probably get out of here." Sam said, looking around the dark room and Will nodded, heading for the door, with Sam close behind her. "I'm curious, how do you hunt without shoes?" Sam asked and Will looked back at him and chuckled. Charlie strode for the door but Dean was close on her tail.
"How do you kick down doors in those heels?" Dean asked, slightly turned on by it. "It's kind of hot." He said and Charlie turned around and glared at him. She looked like she was having an internal struggle between wanting to kiss him and wanting to shoot him and she pursed her lips, trying to stop herself from doing either of those things. Finally she sighed and looked away from him, Dean completely checking her out and already feeling like seconds. He looked back up from looking at this girls ass and saw Will glaring at him, her arms crossed across her chest and her blue eyes narrowed. He smiled awkwardly then headed for their black car, Will's gaze following him the whole way.
He and Sam got into their car and watched as Will turned their navy blue 69' Chevy Nova around, coming so Charlie's window was equal with Sam's.
"Guess we'll see you guys at the next hunt." Charlie said pleasantly, mostly to Sam and then she shot Dean one more death glare before Will drove off, Dean smiling, satisfied. Sam looked at his expression and then groaned.
"You want to sleep with her again don't you?" he asked exasperatedly and Dean smirked and nodded.
"Oh yeah," he said and Sam rolled his eyes. "What? You don't want to bang the older sister?" Dean asked, laughter in his voice and Sam looked at him, disgusted.
"You should respect them. I'm pretty sure Charlie was going to kick your ass. She could too." Sam said and Dean stopped laughing.
"Shut up." He said and that just made Sam start laughing.