Supernatural One shots

Thanksgiving Dinner

The boys had been put on a hunt for a couple days now. Dean did call and tell you that they would be home on thanksgiving night. You decided to go out and buy a turkey.

You spent the day cooking the turkey, stuffing, and other sides. You wanted everything to be perfect, because you knew that they probably never had a decent thanksgiving. They were going to be home any minute now. You told them to call as soon as they got into town. The table was set, and you placed the turkey in the middle. You had put a white table cloth on the table, which now that you thought about it, those boys are probably going to get it all dirty.

You heard the bunker doors open, and you walked out to meet the boys. For once, they were actually clean and not a huge mess.

"Nice apron," Dean said with a smirk on his face.

You looked at him and rolled his eyes. "Dean, keep it up, and you won't get my surprise."

"Surprise?" Sam looked at you with his eyebrows raised.

"Yes. Now, close your eyes," you smiled and took their hands, leading them to the kitchen. "Dean don't peek!"

"I'm not!"

"I see you peeking," you said as you slapped his wrist and stopped in front of the table. "Now open."

Both the boys opened their eyes, and looked at the table, than you.

"Y/n, you didn't have to do all this," Sam said as he looked at you.

"I wanted to. I want to have a proper thanksgiving," you smiled and sat down.

"Now, come and sit," you smiled as they came over and sat down. "Now, one of you cut the turkey."

After the dinner was over, the three of you were still sitting at the table, laughing over a couple beers.

"Is that pie?" Dean said as he sniffed the air.

You stool up and pulled the cherry pie out of the oven, and cut a few slices, and placed them on their plates.

"Y/n?"

"Yeah," you looked over at Dean.

"You're awesome," he said as he took a bite of the pie.

You smiled and sat down with them. You were so happy of how great the food had turned out. Dean had stuffed his face with half the pie.

"Dean, how can you eat all of that and still be fit?"

"Who knows," he smiled and rubbed his stomach. "I'm stuffed," he said as he drank the rest of his beer, and got up.

You stood up also, and cleared off the table, with Sam's help. You loaded the dish washer and put the leftovers in the fridge.

"Y/n, thanks for doing this. Means a lot," he said as he smiled at you.

"Of course, Sam. I don't mind it," you smiled. "Just thought you boys deserved a proper thanksgiving."

"Well thank you, again," he laughed as he came over to you a hugged you. You smiled as he pulled away, and joined his brother in his room.

You finished cleaning up, and joined them to watch a movie to top of the night.