You and Sam were walking to your car, a 2007 black Mustang GT. Your father bought it for you to give you an edge while hunting and make you look dangerous.
"Okay, that is not your car" Sam laughed.
"Why? It's a good car" you defended
"My brother has a 67 Impala, he would tell you a million reasons why your car is bad" Sam explained and laughed more.
"Ah, well he can go ahead and try to put down my sweetheart, I doubt he'll continue when he sees this" You walk up to the trunk, open it and reveal weapons perfectly strapped and organized inside. You pull a small handle where the spare tir should be and up comes a small drawer full of ammo.
"well, we have something like that, just not so perfectly organized" Sam gestures at the drawer "that is an amazing idea, how did you come up with it?
"My mother installed it, she's quite the hunter herself...Although not as famous as the Winchesters" You look up at him, feeling hunger and exhaustion settle over you
"So you were born in the life" Sam comments and stares at the weapons.
"Sure was, where is your car by the way. Not trying to be rude here, but I'm hungry and tired" You tell sam and proceed to take off your very uncomfortable heels.
Sam sees you and holds out his hand to help you balance "I actually have to find one, Dean left not too long ago" Sam says "Although I wouldn't mind getting you some dinner, not looking forward to going back since he took the bartender with him"
"Charming" You giggle and walk to the driver side "well lets go then"
Diner food was not your favorite, but being midnight made it the dinner of choice. You both walk in and make your way to the most secluded booth there.
"Hello there folks, welcome to our humble diner what can I get you guys to drink?" a very peppy watres,too peppy for the time it was, says to you and hands you both a menu.
"I'll take some coffee" you tell her
"same for me" Sam says and looks at you
"not going to sleep anytime soon are you guys?" she jokes "I'll be back with those, take your time with the menu" the waitress walks away to fetch the coffees.
"she sure is energetic" you Joke
"no kidding, probably drinking some of the coffee herself" Same Jokes back and looks at his menu.
Not that long passes when she is back with your coffees "so, you two ready to order" again that energy is jumping out of every one of her pores.
"Chicken soup for me, bowl not cup" you tell her and hand the menu over.
"I'll take the same but add a house salad to it" Sam tells the waitress and hands his menu too.
"be right back with that" she smiles and walks away.
"some day I will be that energetic" you whisper to Sam.
"how is that humanly possible?" Sam asked in a whisper.
"normies, an amazing creature" You joke at Sam and sit back, stretching you arms.
"Normies?" Sam asks
"It's what my mom and I call normal humans, those who don't know what lies in the dark." Talking about your mother always made you happy and sad.
"so, tell me how I have never heard of you or your mom and yet you know about me and my brother" Sam sips on his coffee
"every hunter out there knows who the Winchesters are" You inform Sam "your father started the reputation and you guys just made the name skyrocket"
"wow, don't really know how to feel about that" Sam looks down at his coffee cup and thinks for a second "what about you?"
"Me? I'm a nobody, and plan to keep it that way" Sipping on your coffee you see Sam waiting for your story "ok, I've never been a normie, born a hunter from a hunter mom and…" you look around and make sure no one can hear what you will say next "...my father was a store owner, apothecary. His family business was providing weapons to hunters and never ever involve himself with one"
"Until your mom" Sam finished and that is when the waitress came back with your food.
"How we doing over here?" the waitress says as she sets the plates on the table.
"everything is great, listen I know you have to come back every few minutes to check if we need anything" You grab her hand and sneak a $20 in her hand "but I think we'll be fine until I call you"
She looks down at her hand and gasps "yes, yes...of course"
"Thank you" you wink and the waitress walks away "that should buy us all the time we want"
"that was nice" Sam looks at where the waitress stands "I take it isn't your first time doing that?"
"like I said, born a hunter" you stir the soup and watch Sam pick at his salad "as I was saying, my father's family had a very strict rule 'no dating hunters', hunters are always in danger and putting those around them in the line of fire. My father would tend the shop when he was in his twenties while his parents made the weapons.
One day this hunter came in, a woman in her twenties, long red hair, ripped shirt and pants, bleeding from her right shoulder. She was asking for Dragon Fang and was obviously fighting something. My dad fetched it quick and told her he could bandage her arm before she left."
Sam was listening intently, not touching his food.
"He stitched her up, gave her the Dragon Fang and sent her on her way. He thought that was the last time he would ever see her, but low and behold she kept coming back. Every time she would have some sort of injury and would ask for a random thing, and like before my father would patch her up and send her on her way.
Then one day, she asked for the one thing no one sells...Cupids' Bow. And instantly my father knew what she meant"
"She was in love" Sam interrupted.
"Yes, but she knew the rule my fathers' family had...that night my father sneaked out of the store and went on their first date. For the following weeks it would be the same thing, mother came asking for Cupids' Bow and father would tell her not in stock yet then sneak out."
"That's romantic" Sam commented.
"It was, until mom got pregnant...with me. That's when father ran away and married my mother. He never looked back, he had enough siblings to help my grandparents" You giggled "and that is how I was raised and trained as a hunter"
"But the question still isn't answered, how have we not heard of you?" Sam asked and ate.
"No last name, only first name. Makes you pretty invisible" you pointed with your spoon "and we only hunt small game, never anything public"
"That is way too simple"
"Yeah? well it's not like we have to go search for weapons, besides we don't have to ask around and pretend to be FBI, we use our assets and draw them out." you now sit in a way that your breast are slightly more prominent and notice that Sam could not help but stare at them "just like that" you laugh.
Sam immediately turns red and looks down at his salad "I am so sorry"
"It's ok, I know what I was doing" you now work on your soup and smile to yourself, usually it bothered you when men looked at you like a piece of meat but something about having Sam stare at your breasts excited you.
The rest of your time at the diner was calming, nice. You can't remember the last time you were this relaxed, and Sam seemed to enjoy himself share stories of hunts and times when being trapped in a motel was actually a good needed vacation from the job.
"We should get going, It's three in the morning and I bet the poor waitress is dying to finish her shift" you tell Sam and wave the cheerful waitress over, pay the bill and leave a very generous tip.
When you get outside Sam once again gives you his jacket "Chivalry isn't dead" you sigh and wrap yourself in his warm.
"Can't be a famous hunter without manners now can I" Sam joked and you both make your way to your car.
"So you needs a ride? where you staying at?" You ask and unlock your door.
"I actually was going to get a ride to my place, wouldn't want to impose"
"In other words you rather steal a car than have a beautiful woman drive you somewhere" you joke.
"It's not like that, I just have a bit of a drive and since it's so late I didn't want to-"
"Save it, I'm taking you" You tell Sam and get in the driver seat "I promise I won't bite" you say before closing the door.