There was no light to guide her back home, the moon instead hiding behind grey clouds, slivers of light fading as soon as they appeared. The dirt road crunched under her boots as she pushed herself, her breathing growing ragged as her heart pounded. She had no idea how long she'd been running, only that if she stopped, she would surely die. (Alternate Ending AU, PG-13)

Jack was way too impressionable, not to mention easily persuaded. Maybe that was why dressing up for Halloween with him was so much fun. In fact, this year, maybe Dean, Sam, and Cas would even join in the fun. Either way, you're never too young for a Halloween costume. One-shot.

Sometimes there's good in goodbyes - cheesy, I know, but it's true. Another truth? Therapy can also come in the form of heartbreak, cathartic if you will when you can let all your feelings out. And Jack, my very best friend, would always be my shoulder to cry on...and maybe more. One-shot.

Colds were the worst - I couldn't breathe, my nose looked like Rudolph's and worst of all, I was running out of movies to watch while in 'quarantine'. That was...until Jack came along, asserting himself as my personal nurse. It helped that he was a very attractive nurse. One-shot.

It was only one little video...that turned into a few little videos. It was all meant for fun, really. But apparently, some videos were not meant for Jack's innocent eyes. Especially when they involved the Ghostbusters theme song and a laughable parody. One-shot.

A bad break-up leads to crashing with the Winchesters for a couple of weeks. To be honest, they weren't totally of the mind to let Crowley's daughter live in the Bunker. Then again, that was before they had a super attractive nephilim staying with them. And him? Well, he could be persuaded. One-shot.

Fourth of July with the Winchesters was even better than I thought it would be. And now that Jack had joined our little group, even more so. We'd become fast friends. But it was the little things that were slowly melting my heart. And not just happiness I felt around him - but the fireworks too. One-shot.

I could barely breathe with him gone. It wasn't his fault and I knew it - Dean's words had a way of hitting harder than intended sometimes. But I couldn't deny that I missed Jack, that I felt empty without him. He'd become my constant, my everything. So why did he leave me here? One-shot.

Decorating for Christmas with Team Free Will in the bunker was always a happy affair. Especially for Jack since this would be his first Christmas. He had a lot to learn though - like not eating the popcorn to string on the tree. But when an ornament from a long-forgotten Winchester Christmas catches his eye, it may be enough to teach him the true meaning of the holiday. One-shot.

Jack needs to know the basics so I took it upon myself to help him out. After all, simple lessons like teen slang and celeb gossip shouldn't be so hard, right? Wrong. Because apparently, a lesson on kissing is exactly what Jack thinks he needs. In retrospect? I probably shouldn't have let him watch so much TV. One-shot.

Sam Winchester is in a dark place after the death of his father when he winds up collapsed on the floor of Harvelle's Roadhouse. There he meets and falls in love with Dean Harvelle, the bar owners' adopted son who helps him recover from his trauma and start a new life. But the mystery of Dean's past eventually surfaces to threaten their newfound bond . . .

No pop music in Baby - Dean's rules, of course. However, Jack didn't seem to get that memo. And maybe not Cas, either, as he sang his heart out in the small space. But really though, was a Harry Styles song that bad, Dean? One-shot.

Jack's first thanksgiving was going to be special, we would all see to that. But Thanksgiving is so much more than just turkey, pumpkin pie, and family time. Jack needed to know the history, not just the sugar-coated pilgrim pictures pasted into a textbook. One-shot.

Being a Greek hunter in America wasn't exactly easy. First off, next to no one knew how hard it was to take down a Minotaur or a Chimera. Even though he didn't understand fully though, Jack accepted me. It was more than I'd hoped for...but will friendship turn into something so much more? One-shot.

It was clear Jack needed a day off from the hunter lifestyle. Dean had yet to give him a break and I could see it was starting to wear on him. So a trip to the cake shop sounded like the best idea. Although, maybe stealing Dean's car, Baby, to drive there in was not such a good idea? Two-shot.

It was a slip of the tongue, really. I didn't actually mean to call him that. And it would've been fine, after all, Jack had no problem with the pet name since our new flirtation. But my big brother? Well...Dean had other ideas about that. One-shot.

A family dinner for Jack would be a first. In fact, it would be a nice way to welcome him into Team Free Will...if he could control his powers a bit better. And maybe try not to knock out the electricity next time? One-shot.

Jack and I weren't ready for this, we were too young to be parents. In some ways, a lot of ways, Jack himself was still a child. But how will my brothers react to their little sister's unplanned teenage pregnancy? Or rather, how will Dean react? Three-shot.

Jack's education should start with television entertainment. At least, that's what I thought. Until Dean finds out about it, that is. Seriously, is Gilmore Girls and Scooby-Doo that bad? One-shot.

After losing their mother, Mary in a mysterious house fire many years ago. Sam, Dean, and Jason travel all over the U.S. searching for their father who went missing on a Hunt, and killing every evil creature they encounter along the way until they find him. This story follows Season 1 of Supernatural with my own OC inserted.

Jack Kline was more of a child than a teen, no matter his physical age. So what happens when Jack finally gets his first taste of real food? Okay, fine. Junk food isn't exactly 'real food'. And maybe a junk-machine raid isn't entirely legal. But who can say no to Cheetos? One-shot.

Wendy Dawson was weird, some people even called her crazy. She knew things, things she couldn't possibly know unless she was peeping through bushes. She spoke more but said less in that eerie way of hers that half the people in town thought she was on some kind of drug. Wendy Dawson was weird. There was no doubt about it. Gabriel/OC Slow burn. Also up on Wattpad under courteelou.

(This is a rewrite) Sabrina Moore was put into a coma after a car accident. The chances of her waking up were slim to none. Even if she did wake up she would still have brain damage. Yet, two years later she's attending Stanford with her older sister and her sister's boyfriend. (Follows show with added plot) Dean/OC (with slight Sam/OC later)

A drunken night leads to revelations. And then adorable one-shots of you and Dean in a relationship! (I will definitely be adding more stories. If you have any requests, I will be happy to give them a try!)

Jack decides to go on his first solo hunt and what he finds will change his life forever