Dean Winchester X Reader: Lucky
You smiled, smelling the cold, but fresh air. While no birds could be heard, the white snow glistened beautifully in the early morning sunlight. The stacks of hay and straw would have created the perfect rustic prop had it not been for the ugly tarps protecting the large bales from the moisture.
The horses and cattle all greeted you as you stepped outside and onto the back porch of your charming farm house. Two round pens made of light colored lumber and a large, white shop separated you from the animals, who were very eager for their breakfast, made their own sounds of joy.
You sighed, this really was the life, and it would have been even better had your fiancé Dean been there to share the almost fairytale like morning with you. You reminded yourself that you would just have to be patient. Christmas exactly one week away and Dean had promised he and his brother would be back in time to spend the holiday. They were saving lives out huntin