Supernatural Imagines

Merry Killmas

Growing up without a mom was hard, hunting demons that was harder. Your family never celebrated Christmas, you were always on the road and you never had a "normal" Christmas. You wished that you could celebrate christmas, but at the same time you wish you didn't. Every time for Christmas, you always got your dad and brothers gifts. Your dad and your older brother dean laughed at you and your other older brother Sam looked at you because you were hurt. One time you got John some bullets, but they were switched to fake bullets and he got mad at you, you then got Dean a new shirt and he got mad because he thought you didn't like any of his shirts, you then got Sam a book and be loved it. Every year Christmas came, you'd always play your guitar and you'd play Christmas songs on your guitar. You had an electric guitar, that you bought. You'd take your dad's and brother's money and you put it in your wallet. You bought your electric guitar and your amplifier. You would secretly play it and then you put it away and you hid it.

A FEW YEARS LATER
You and your brothers were doing a hunt and it was pagan gods. Your brothers were tied up and they were doing a ritual. You saw them hurting your brothers and you couldn't take it anymore. You snuck into the basement and you grabbed some of the tree branches to kill the gods with.

Female Pagan god: oh dear what do we have here?
You: come closer or you die.
Male pagan god: why should we be afraid of you?
You: you don't know what I'm capable of you dicks.
Female pagan god: oh deary, you shouldn't answer like that.
You: your not my mother.
The pagan god then run at you and you stab them both through the chest. You looked at the dead bodies and you looked at the Christmas tree, you saw how it was decorated and how beautiful it looked. Sam and Dean run out to the living room and they see you looking at the tree. You touch one of the ornaments and you begin to cry quietly.
You: Merry Christmas, mom and dad.
You then wipe your eyes, but it was hard to hold them back.
Sam: y/n?
Your brothers haven't seen you cry in a long time.
Dean: sis?
You: I'm fine. Are you two okay?
Sam: are you okay?
You: yes I am.
Dean: you don't sound like...
You turn at your brothers and you had tears in your eyes.
You: I SAID I'M FINE! JUST DROP IT!
Your brothers looked at you with big eyes, you never yelled at them before.
You walk out of the house and you walk to the impala, the wind was cold and it was a cool night. Your brothers run after you and they call your name, you just ignore them and you begin to run away with tears in your eyes.

You were running and trying to catch your breath. Dean then calls you.

PHONE CALL

Dean: hey y/n, come to the motel. Sam and I have a surprise for you. We're sorry if we upset you, but come back.

You hang up the phone and you walk back to the motel and when you get back you see a little tree with Christmas lights and your brothers holding presents.
You: what's all this?
Sam: Christmas.
You: what do you mean?
Dean: we saw you looking at the Christmas tree and we saw you holding the ornament, so we got some presents.
You: okay, hang on.
You walk to your bed and you grab the presents from underneath your bed and you hold them.

You and your brother sit and you open presents.

Your gift from Dean: He got you a new hunting gun and a Bon Jovi cd.

Your gift from Sam: He got you a book that you wanted and a dream catcher.

Your gift to Dean: You got Dean a little impala key chain and you got him fuel for the car.

Your gift to Sam: You got Sam a new hoodie and some books.

You: we did a Christmas gift exchange... almost.
Dean: there one more gift.
You: what is it?
Sam hands you the two gifts.
You: you said one gift was left.
Dean: yeah well I lied. *smiles*
You open the small gift and it was an angel ornament and on it was "Angels are watching over you." You then put it down and you open the big one and it was a picture of you, your brothers and your parents. Your mom was holding you in her arms while Sam stood beside Mary and Dean stood beside John and on the back was a note from your dad.

NOTE
Dear y/n, merry Christmas my beautiful daughter. I'm sorry I haven't be able to give you and your brothers a proper Christmas and I'm sorry for always yelling at you or laughing at the gifts you give me. You, Sam and Dean are all I need, your my little princess and I'm proud to be your father. Merry Christmas y/n. I love you.
From Dad xoxoxo.

You put the note down and you begin crying and your brothers hug you tight.
Dean: merry Christmas y/n.
You: merry killmas Dean.
Dean and Sam pull away from you.
Sam: killmas?
You: yeah, I started saying that when I was ten and it kinda of stuck.
Sam: well merry Christmas y/n.
You: merry Christmas you guys.
Dean: I like killmas now.
You, Sam and Dean laugh and you all then watched Christmas movies, you then fell asleep on the couch and you had the biggest smile on your face because you had a Christmas with your family and you knew your parents would be smiling too, knowing you got your wish.