#maybe can turn into series

Author : Lou :p

fandom : Supernatural

episode : 5x09, The real ghostbusters

Summary : reader is a hunter who’s case is in a hunted house which unfortunately is the place where a certain supernatural convention is taking place.

A/N : I hope it’s good, I just really like this episode and I thought it would make a good imagine. Feel free to send feedback, I really want to know what you guys think. There maybe are mistakes, English isn’t my first language.

You were parking in front of the hotel when you saw a bunch of cars, that strangely looked all alike, in front of the place.

‘great, just great’ you thought to yourself ‘why would anyone would want to check in here?’

you walked out of your car, your leather jacket on, went to the trunk to collect the material you needed, it would probably be a basic hunt but the amount of people made it more difficult. Then you saw two men running out of their vehicle, one was a built and very very tall guy, the other was smaller, dark blond haired, quite a cute guy. You saw them talking to a man, then a girl with wide eyes, it probably wasn’t a big deal, you were continuing to take what you needed when you felt eyes upon you. You watched behind your back and saw the cute smaller guy staring at you with confused eyes. You glared back with raised eyebrows, mumbling a ‘what’, then they took of and went inside. 

You took your favorite gun,iron knife that you stuck in your boot along with throwing knives in the inside pockets of your jacket, your EMF, munitions, all you need for your ghost hunt.

When you walked inside, you couldn’t believe what you saw, there was a ton of people disguised in monsters and demons ‘how on earth would they know how demons look like?’ you thought.

You walked in a room where there were people sitting in front of a platform where you could see a sign with “supernatural convention” written on it.

“what the holy hell is that?” you asked out loud to the two men from earlier.

“it’s the coolest event you could of dreamed of” the giggly girl said.

“About what?” you asked with confusion.

“the supernatural books, Sam, Dean, they’re hunters, they hunt supernatural things !” she explained briefly.

“What do they hunt?” you asked fearing the answer.

“Demons, ghosts, vampires, wendigos, basically all the legends of the dark”

“Oh.. seemed like a deja vu to me” you mumbled.

“What?” the shorter man asked.

“What? nothing just talking to myself” you replicated while smirking, these people don’t even know what they’re talking about, still you wondered how this man on stage got this idea.

You were looking around for a clue about the ghost you knew was here, you heard about the legend of the headmistress who murdered four children then herself in the orphanage.

Suddenly you heard the word “colt” behind you, you turned around and saw the same two men with another one and the fangirl. It wasn’t possible that they heard about the colt if they weren’t hunters.

“Excuse me, who are you?” you questioned the guys.

“What do you mean?” the tall man responded.

“I mean who are you and how do you know about the colt?” you said frowning.

  “We read the books?” the girl commented.

“What books? These books?” you asked chocked, pointing at the sign of the supernatural books.

“Wait a minute, you didn’t read the books?” the dirty blond haired broke in.

“No, I didn’t know they existed before I came here” you informed them.

“Then, if you know what the colt is but didn’t read the book then you’re a hunter” the tall man pointed out.

“What are you..” you began 

“We’re hunters too” the other one interrupted.

“Okay, then who are you?” you required.

“I’m Dean, this is my brother Sam, who are you and what are you doing here?”

“You expect me to believe that your names are Sam and Dean like the characters from the books?” you laughed.

Sam and Dean looked at you suspiciously.

“I didn’t read the books nor did I know they existed but I was there for the first ten minutes of the conference earlier, I heard the names, plus everyone is calling Sam or Dean another person” you explained

  “Aren’t you a smart one” sighed Dean “it’s a real story, Chuck here, the author is a prophet and knows our lives and put it into books” he revealed.

“Hi” Chuck gulped.

“And what are you, the girl they both fall in love to?” you mocked.

“I’m Becky, number one fan” she giggled.

“So, now that we introduced ourselves, it’s you turn to tell us who you are and what you’re doing here” Sam remarked.

“Okay, well I’m Y/N, I’m here for the ghost that haunts this place”

“There’s no ghost here, we would of known sweetheart” Dean smirked.

“Well, Sherlock, if you would have just paid more attention, you would have seen something. Like that the story the entertainer is telling is true, then you would have asked the man behind the counter, he would of told you that there was indeed a headmistress that killed four children in the attic and that today is the 100th anniversary of their deaths. Is that enough for you sweetheart?” you explained proudly

“But nothing happened today” responded Sam.

“you sure about that?” you nodded towards a man who seemed chocked and had blood spilling from his ear.

“I’m telling you she’s upstairs, a real live dead ghost !” the man freaked out.

“Look I’m sure she was one of the actress” the friend told the guy.

“who beat the crap out of me and then vanished? I’m getting out of here and you should do the same”

“Real enough for you guys? Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a scalper ghost to hunt” you smiled, and walked to the attic.

“Wait ! we’re coming with you” Sam shouted to you while he and his brother reached your sides.

“It’s not my first rodeo cowboys” you chuckled to them.

“Well, we wouldn’t miss an opportunity to work with a beautiful huntress” Dean winked down at you. You rolled your eyes and kept moving.

The three of you went to the attic by a small trapdoor, there was a bunch of old furnitures stuffed everywhere. You pulled out your EMF which was going wild like the one Sam had.

“EMF’s going nuts” Sam pointed out.

“When all of this is over, I expect you two to buy me a drink, if it wasn’t for me, you would have let this one murder again” you bragged.

“We would of seen it sooner or later but okay for the drink” Dean agreed “I’ll need it after this ghost and all of these dudes pretending to be us, poking at it”
“You guys are like celebrities for nerds” you laughed at them, “these people would totally kill to be you if only for one day”

“Yeah well I don’t understand why, who would want to risk his life everyday? they’re lunatics” Dean responded, he didn’t believe that someone would want to be miserable and live his life, he would do anything to just be at least the basic hunter he used to be before the Apocalypse, his 40 years in Hell, his dad’s death, anything.

“I don’t know, I think it’s because a lot of people would do anything they could to be important and saving lives is the perfect thing for feeling this way” you reflected, even if sometimes you wanted to have a normal life, you didn’t complain about you way of life, you helped people and that’s what you would tell yourself anytime you felt like you couldn’t take it anymore.

“My mommy loves me” you jumped when you saw a little boy crouching in a corner

“I said my mommy loves me” the boy repeated with his hands on his head. 

“I’m sure she does” Sam tried to reassure the boy.

“My mommy loves me this much” the boy said while spreading his arms, you could see a large part of his head scalped away with blood spilling.

“so that’s why you said scalper ghost huh?” Dean asked.

“Yep, real psycho”

Sam was at the phone trying to collect informations on Leticia Gore while you were with Dean, waiting for him.

“Why is she looking at him like that?” you asked flabbergasted by Becky who was staring at Sam like he was meat on a hook.

“She’s a Sam girl” Dean answered like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“A Sam girl?” you replied dumbfounded.

“Yeah she’s a girl who’s got a weird thing for Sam, I don’t know why though, everyone with good eyes can tell I’m the funny one” 

“Is that so? Well, funny, I don’t know, but the one with the most self-esteem, definitely” you replied laughing at him.

“Alright so that was a guy with the County Historical Society” Sam began.
“And?” Dean interrupted.

“Not only did Leticia Gore butcher four boys, but one of them was her own son” Sam informed.

“Her son?” you asked dumbfounded.

“Yeah, according to the police at the time, she scalped the poor kid”

“Oh that’s it, I’m gonna deep fry this bitch, extra crispy” the oldest snorted “Dude said where she was buried?”

“He doesn’t know” 

“Hey, check it out” you nodded towards the table with two guys talking with forced deep voices about a map on their table.

You three walked to the two men, Sam took the map from them.

“It’s real” Sam testified by touching it “a century old, and he’s right there is a cemetery”

“Where did you get that?” Dean spoked.

“It’s called a game pal, it ain’t called charity” fake Dean retorted. 

“Alright give me the map chuckles” Dean urged him.

“You’re the chuckles, chuckles besides Dean don’t listen to nobody” he told him while opening his jacket to reveal a fake gun.

You chuckled at how stupid this conversation sounded, Dean gave you a stern look which only made you laugh more.

“Dean, cool it” fake Sam told fake Dean.

Dean, then open his jacket to reveal his real gun.

Dean !” Sam warned his older brother.

“What? They’re freakin’ annoying” Dean growled.

“Can’t argue with that” you agreed, finding these persons to be a waste of time in this serious case.

“Look guys, how about you give us this map and we will burn the bones? Don’t worry you’ll have the check if you want, it’s just a serious thing” you tried to convince them.

“And who the hell are you supposed to be, Ruby, the demon?” fake Dean asked.

“Who are you calling a demon you fraud?!” you barked at him while pulling your .45 from your waist, if there is one thing you didn’t like to be called it was a demon.

“Woah, no one is calling anyone a demon” Sam broke in trying to calm down the situation or more you than the situation “look we all want to find the bones right? We just thought it would go faster if we all worked together” Sam suggested hoping it would work.

“Ahem, like the lady who’s not Ruby said, we get the Slizzer gift card” fake Sam requested.

“Fine” Dean agreed with a sarcastic smile.

“And we get to be Sam and Dean” fake Dean demanded.

you all looked at each other, then Dean agreed to it.

You all went to cemetery to dig up Leticia’s grave, the two fans were arguing pretending to be Sam and Dean which made you laugh internally, but it didn’t really entertain the real ones.

“You know what, that’s it, that is it” Dean had enough.

“What’s wrong Bobby?” asked the fake Dean confused.

“I’m not Bobby okay? You’re not Sam and you’re not Dean. What is wrong with you? Why in the hell would you choose to be these guys?” a really pissed Dean questioned, you stood there watching the scene, not knowing what to say.

“Because we’re fans, like you” the tall man pretending to be Sam said.

“No, I am not a fan okay? Not fans, in fact I think that the Dean and Sam’s story sucks. It is not fun, it’s not entertaining. It is a river of crap that would send most people howling to the nuthouse. So you listen to me, their pain is not for your amusement. I mean you think they enjoy being treated like circus freaks?” Dean corrected, he really wasn’t enjoying the fact that some people would take his story and make fun of it which was understandable.

“Uh, I think they don’t care, because they’re fictional characters” fake Dean replied.

“Oh they care, believe me. They care a lot”

“He huh, takes the story really seriously” you tried to explain Dean’s behavior, then walked to him.

“You really let this get over you huh?” you commented to Dean when you caught up with him.

“Well get your story published and tell me if you like it” Dean responded harshly.

“Yeah I guess, but you know, once a hunter’s story is revealed, you don’t need another one” you remarked, Dean gave you a confused look.

“Well, all hunter’s stories are the same right? basically, they all went into the business to get revenge or because it’s family and something tells me that yours isn’t a generation older than you is it?” you added.

“Like I said, smart chick” Dean affirmed.

“Well, how would have I survived all by myself if I wasn’t?” you smirked at him, you didn’t trust someone so easily normally but these boys seemed to be different than most hunters, you felt like you could tell them something and they wouldn’t use it as an advantage but of course you wouldn’t deliver your story just yet. 

“This is it” Sam told you as you walked into the cemetery.

You all began to search Leticia Gore’s grave to dig up her bones and burn them.

“Found her” you said as you saw a grave with the ghost’s name on it.

You, Sam and Dean began to pick your shovels from your bags, you looked up to see two fans quite speechless by what you were about to do.

“Wait are you serious?” fake Dean coughed.

“Deadly” Dean retorted in all seriousness.

“We’re not really digging up grave guys, we’re just playing the game” fake Sam said kinda scared of what you wanted to do.

“Trust us, you wanna win the game right?” you tried to convince them “or maybe you’re not suited for this life” you said as if you were playing along with them.

They nodded, then Dean and Sam started to dig while you and the two others were holding a flashlight. The wind began whistling more and more the closer they got to the coffin. Dean opened it to reveal the remains of Miss Gore.

“That’s not a plastic skeleton, that’s a skeleton skeleton” fake Dean gasped.

“You just dug up a real grave” fake Sam remarked.

“Yeah, what did you think it was?” you laughed at their naïvety.

“You guys are nuts” fake Dean declared.

“I thought you guys wanted to be hunters” you recalled to them “If you’re afraid of that, I wonder how you would be in front of wendigos or demons” you stated.

“Hunters aren’t real, this isn’t real, God you’re insane” he told you with a shocked look as they began to walk away.

“What did you just say to me?” you snapped

“Look..” fake Sam froze.

“What now?” you asked as you turned around, the ghost was there and made Sam fly across the place.

“Naughty, naughty, naughty” she said while pushing Sam.

“Damn it !” you and Dean said, he went to burn the corpse while you were going after the ghost who began to attack the Supernatural fans. Leticia was about to hit you when she disappeared in embers. The two civilians were frozen to death.

“Real enough for you?” Dean quoted you.

Fake Sam and fake Dean were at the bar drinking their fear, real Dean and real Sam came to talk to them, you smiled at how gentle they were considering you couldn’t even try to be nice to them, they made you waste a lot of your time and it wasn’t a thing you liked. You gathered your stuffs, the boys went to you, you three began to head towards the entrance, you didn’t have to be in that nerdy place anymore. You tried to open the door but it wouldn’t work.

“That’s weird” you mumbled.

“Definitely” Sam agreed.

You tried all the openings you could find doors, windows but none of them seemed to open.

“Anything?” Dean shouted.

“No” Sam replied.

“Everything is locked” you added “it’s almost like something is..”

“Keeping us in? yeah” Dean completed.

“This is bad” Sam remarked.

“Gee you think Sammy?” Dean wondered.

Suddenly you heard a woman screamed, you all rushed to her, it was the actress who played the role of Leticia Gore in the hunt that the convention organized.

“Don’t go in there” she warned.

“Get downstairs okay? go go !” Dean rushed her out of the room.

“Why did you do that? Why did you send my mommy away?” the boy from earlier asked still in a corner of the room.

“Maybe because of the high and tight she gave you huh? How about some thanks” Dean provoked.

“Ahem” you did, not wanting to irritate the ghost.

“I’m just saying a little gratitude would be nice once in a while” Dean continued.
“My mommy didn’t do this to me” the boy revealed.

“What? Then who did?” you asked as the boy suddenly just vanished.

You heard a man shout in German from another room, you all ran to it to find the hookman lying on the floor with his head scalped, this case was going creepier but nothing that you couldn’t handle, you hoped.

“Now what?” Dean asked angrily.

“Well no one can leave, so we have to gather everyone in the same room to prevent any other attack that might happen” you suggested.

“How are we gonna do that by not create a general panic?” Dean argued

“We could make Chuck to maintain the convention long enough so we can kill them” Sam submitted his idea.

“Yeah that can work” you agreed “ the conference room, we can salt the place, it can work” you said.

“Okay let’s go” Dean commended.

Sam went to tell Chuck to save enough time to let you guys kill the thee angry ghosts that remain in the hotel. Dean gathered the rest of the people in the room, closed the door, then you grabbed the salt an shed it along the openings.  

“New theory” Sam announced.

“The legend about Leticia are ass backwards obviously” you reported.

“Yeah, so let’s say those three orphans were paying cowboys and indians” Sam began “and let’s say they scalped Leticia’s son and killed him”

“Mom catches them, slices them and dices herself after” you concluded.

“If that’s true, we got three psychos children with knives in the building” Dean retorted.

“Leticia was the only one keeping them under control” you theorized.

“Until we took her out” Sam reminded.

“Smart move on our part” Dean stated “we have to get back to the cemetery and burn the kids’ bones”

“How? we’re trapped, we don’t even have our guns” Sam recalled.

“Well we are trapped, but like you said Dean, I’m smart” you said while taking out your gun from your waist, hunting iron knife from your boots and the six throwing knives you had from your jacket.

“Y/N you’re awesome !” Dean exclaimed.

“I know, now Dean you have your gun,  Sam here’s my favorite one don’t lose it, I’ll keep my knife and here’s two throwing knives for each of us but it won’t be enough even with the little we got, the kids run this place and they are only scared of one thing” you explained.

“Leticia” Dean mumbled “I know how we can scare them”

“Well, feel free to enlighten us” Sam told.

“The actress, the one that played Leticia Gore, she can do it”

“Yeah that could work” you thought.

“You want me to do what?” The actress asked shocked by the request.

“You’re an actress we just want you to act” Dean explained to her.

“I’m a waitress at Hooters in Toledo, no you can forget it” she told you.

“You’ll be safe, we promise, please it’s important” Sam pleaded.

You saw the two fans from earlier tapping on Dean’s shoulder.

“We want to help” fake Dean said.

“Just give her the puppy dog thing okay?” Dean advised Sam “guys no”

“Why not?” fake Sam questioned.

“Because this isn’t make-believe” you retorted not wanting them to mess up your plan.

“Look we know, we’re not nuts, we’re freaking terrified” fake Dean responded.

“Yeah but if all these people are seriously in trouble, we gotta do something” fake Sam went on.

“Why” Dean asked confused about why they would want to risk their life even if they don’t know how to save these people.

“Because that’s what Sam and Dean would do” fake Dean guessed.

You smiled, even if you didn’t know Sam and Dean for a long time, you knew it brought pleasure to Dean hearing this.

The five of you split up, you and Dean would be with the actress, trying to convince the children to open the doors for the three others to go to the graves and burn the bones.

“I don’t want to do this” the actress confessed.

“We’re right here sweetheart, we got your back, trust me this is gonna work” Dean tried to reassure her even though he wasn’t sure about himself, he gave you a look that said he didn’t know how this will end, you gave him a nod to tell him it will work.

“Boys? boys, come here th-this instant” she tried to sound angry “you come when I call you, do you understand me?”

“Miss Gore?” the three boys appeared before her.

“You boys have been very naughty, now you open the doors ! Open the doors right now !” she scolded.

The doors were opening more and more, fake Sam succeed and got out.

“Very naughty, you hear me? Naughty naughty naughty” the actress mimicked.

You nodded towards Dean to tell him it was working, the boys were afraid but suddenly the actress’ phone began to rang.

“Oh no” you whispered, Dean gave you the same look you had.

The ghosts regained their confidence back, the fans managed to get out but they blocked the doors after hearing the phone, Sam couldn’t leave.

You and Dean came out from where you were hiding, Dean was holding an iron bar and you were holding your iron knife.

“Run” he said to the actress, she did what she was told and got out of the room.

“Show time” you added, gripping at your knife.

You two went after the boys, one of them disappeared leaving one for each of you, you swung your knife to the throat of one of them while Dean was fighting the other one. You prayed that they were almost done with the graves, you didn’t know how long you could keep going like that. You were thrown across the room, you threw one of you knives at one of the boys, he resurfaced and tried to scalp you with his knife you tried to fight back as hard as you could, you saw that Sam and Dean were in the same situation, you hoped that it would be over soon and then all of the ghost vanished, it was over.

“You okay?” Sam asked the two of you while helping you get up.

“Yeah, I didn’t know children could be that strong.. or crazy” you responded regaining your breath.

“Well we smashed the sons of bitches, thanks to the two crazy Sam and Dean” Dean chuckled, he was grateful that they were here and that they risked their lives even if they weren’t trained.

“You know maybe that guy was right, maybe we should put these things on a bungee” Dean suggested holding up his weapon.

You looked at him confused.

“This guy, the hookman said it during the conference” Dean informed.

“Ah, that totally makes sense” you replied sarcastically.

You gathered your things, it was almost time to get back to the road, but first you thanked the fans who helped you.

“Thanks guys, you were really helpful back there” you admitted.

“I never thought you would be the thanking type of girl” fake Dean said.

“Well don’t push it” you smirked.

Dean took your place and talked to the guys, they explained why it would be cool to be Sam and Dean, to save the world, have a brother who would die for you, who wouldn’t want that. 

‘He does have a point’ you thought to yourself.

You said bye to Chuck and Becky then made your way to your car, packing your stuff in the trunk, you were ready to leave. But not without saying goodbye to your working buddies on this hunt.

“You know you have a pretty cool Ford thunderbird” Dean addressed to you.

“Thanks, it’s a 1957, and you do have a beautiful Impala” you retorted.

“A smart hunter and a chick who knows about car, aren’t you the perfect girl” Dean winked that made you chuckle.

“Leaving already?” Sam said joining the both of you.

“There’s work to do, it’s the Apocalypse, but you knew that, you’re the ones who started it” you asserted, they gave you a confuse look. 

“How do..” Sam began.

“How do I know? come on everyone knows” you chuckled.

“Don’t you want to kill us?” Dean asked interested about why you acted like you didn’t know.

“Killing you won’t do any good, besides you’re Michel an Lucifer’s vessels, the angels would only bring you back” you began “And you’re good guys, you’re obviously idiots but you’re not bad” you admitted, when you first heard about the guys who started the Apocalypse, you wanted to tare them appart, it’s your personality, but you thought about it and you knew that it was inevitable.

“You’re the first hunter to say that to us” Sam told you.

“Most of hunters don’t think, they just see the facts and act. I say that if it wasn’t you, the angels or the demons would have figured another solution to start the damn thing. All bastards if you want my opinion” you added.

“I never thought about it like that” Dean admitted.

“See, act but don’t think” you winked.

“Thank you for that, and for everything, you really are an amazing hunter” Dean complimented.

“You’re one hell of a good team too, like I said, idiots, but good team” you mocked them.

“Yeah I supposed we are” Sam laughed “take care Y/N, maybe we’ll see you again”

“I think we will, you might need my help again sometime” you winked.

“Probably” Dean smiled.

“Bye boys, and remember, don’t say yes” you advised.

“You can count on us” they said.

You entered into your car and drove away, a few moments later, a certain angel appeared next to you on the passenger seat.

“Damn it Cass !” you shouted losing the control of the car for a bit.

“I see you met the Winchesters” he replied.

“So that’s why you wanted me there, you wanted me to meet them. Why?” you demanded.

“They need you to advice them, they don’t always see the right choices” Cass retorted.

“Why me?” you asked.

“Because you will have the ability to convince them, you don’t know it yet but they will care for you and your point of view will be really important, you have the balance of both of their personalities, you’re the one who can lead them into the right way” he informed you.

“So that’s why you rescued me from Hell, you want me to advice two men who clearly don’t like to take opinion from others than them” you remarked.

“Yes, they need your help, they just don’t know it yet” the angel went on “like you said to them, you know how to think in ways they don’t”

“Great and now what?” you asked sarcastically.

“Now you will go where they’ll go, I’ll tell you when I know” he said before vanishing.

You didn’t quite understand your value to the Winchesters just yet but something told you that you will find out soon enough.

A/N : So I don’t know if the end is good, tell me if you like it or not and if you want a part 2, maybe I could begin a series if you find that it’s good enough. If you have ideas, remarks, anything, feel free to send them. Thanks !

Also, I originally posted this on an account my friend and I share but it didn’t get much views so I’m posting it here to try.