Supernatural Imagines

Preference #5: Undercover job

Cas: You had to go undercover for this hunt. You did not like it... at all. You had to be a slutty waitress at some bar where a bunch of murders have been happening. You kept getting hit on, guys kept grabbing your ass and smacking it. Cas didn't like this either because he's in love with you. Sam, Dean and Cas come into the bar where you were "working". You got really pissed and you punched a drunk trucker.
Cas: Y/n?
You didn't hear Cas, The manager grabbed your arm and he took you to the alley out back. Dean, Sam and Cas follow.

John: You're so difficult.
You: Back off or I'll kill you.
John: Feisty.
John then grips your thighs.
You: Never gonna happen!
You knee him in the crotch, Sam, Dean and Cas see you beating the crap out of John, turned out to be a vamp, you then slice his head off. Cas runs to you and he embraces you in his arms.
Cas: If we ever have another undercover job, I'll do it.
You: Cas?
Cas stays quiet, he then cups your cheeks and he kisses you.

Sam: You guys had to go undercover at a high school, you were the new English teacher and Sam was the janitor and Dean was the phys ed teacher. All the male students had a crush on you, they would give you compliments, flowers with little cards with their numbers on it, sweets. You then walk toward Sam and you kiss on him on the cheek. Sam smirks, all of the male students were upset.
Later that night, you, Sam and Dean kill the demon that was murdering people, Sam kept looking at you, you were looking up at the stars, thinking about your parents. Sam then hugs you from behind and he kisses your cheek. You smile, Sam then looks at the stars with you, while Dean kept honking the car horn so you guys could go back to the motel.
Sam: Next undercover job, we can be man and wife. *smiles*
You smile at Sam and you both hold hands.

Dean: For this hunt, the whatever it was killing models. You went undercover as a model. You guys find out it, it's a pissed of spirit who was killing the models. Turns out, the pissed off ghost was a model herself, but she was bullied by the other models, her agent and photographers. She then killed herself and is now seeking revenge. You then went to get ready to kill this bitchy ghost, but you had a show. You put on a lavender sweet heart dress with silver heels. Your hair was curled and your makeup was done, you then walk out on the run way. Sam and Dean were a few feet away from the run way, but Dean couldn't take his eyes off of you. Whenever another model came onto the walkway, he would want you to come back out. You went out a few times, then the lights flickered and there was the sound of a pissed of ghost. She was screaming, almost like she was falling. She targeted you, you jump out of the way.
Everyone else was running and screaming, the other models ran out but Sam and Dean kept looking at you. You grabbed the pissed off spirit's little bit of hair that a photographer had, you lit the hair on fire and the ghost is engulfed in flames.
You: Bitch.
You look at Sam and Dean, you smile at them.
You: I should probably go get changed.
Dean: Wait y/n.
You: Yeah Dean?
Dean: You should wear dresses more, you look like a princess. *smiles*
You smile and blush at Dean, you then give him a peck on his lips.
Dean: What was that for?
You: Just felt like it. *smiles*
You go backstage, you change out of the dress, you then take the dress and shoes with you.
You: You guys ready?
Dean: Ready. *smiles*
Dean holds your hand, you hold it tight. You, Sam and Dean head to the impala, Dean tosses Sam the keys.
Dean: Sammy you're driving.
You get in the backseat and you were going to lean your head against the window.
Dean: Hey.
You: What?
Dean pulls you closer to him and he smiles at you.
Dean: You can lay on me if you want. *smiles*
You smile at Dean and you fell asleep. Dean then kisses your lips.
Dean: Sleep tight. My princess.