I'm not weak (Deanxreader)

Game on

"So, that's a no?" You said sarcastically. 

"Why don't we go and get breakfast from a diner? You've been working hard enough." Sam said

"Okay. Let's go in ten?" You asked. 

~Time skip brought to you by a confused angel~

After breakfast, you all agreed that you and Dean would interview the wives and Sam would stay behind to do more research. You wore a short black pencil skirt and a white blouse. You hid your colored tips in a small bun. You put on some light makeup and black heels. You got out of the bathroom, finding Dean immersed on the T.V.

"Dr. Sexy? Really Dean?" You asked

"What? It just came on" Dean said, not looking away from the T.V

"We gotta go interview some jealous wives, you can watch that later" You stated. Dean sighed and turned to face you. He raised his eyebrows.

"You look nice" Dean said with a smirk. 

"You don't look bad either. Now let's go" You smiled. You both piled into the Impala and drove off to see the first wife.

~Another time skip!~

You both got out of the car and knocked on the door. A lady with blonde wavy hair came out. 

"Hello ma'am, I'm agent Ross and this is my partner agent Dun. We would like to talk about your husband's death, mind if we come in?" You said sweetly, showing her your fake badge. 

"I already gave the police what I know. I don't remember anything." She stated. 

"I understand, we just need a recap" You said gingerly. She stayed quiet for a moment.

"Alright, come in" She said. She told you everything she could remember. You studied her movement and house, in a few seconds you knew her whole story. 

"...And I realized that my husband's blood was all over the knife I was holding" She said, wiping some tears away. 

"We're deeply sorry for your loss ma'am" Dean said. 

"Has there been any cold spots, strange smells?" Dean asked.

"N-no! What kind of question is that?" Mrs. Johnson looked at Dean weird. 

"It can be possible that you've been affected by carbon monoxide poisoning, we're just taking measures." You said.

"Now, tell me Mrs. Johnson, was your husband acting weird before the incident?" You asked.

"N-no...not really...what's that supposed to do with it?" She said, looking to her right, you knew she was hiding something. 'game on' You thought

"Just a hunch. We know how these men act sometimes, huh?" You said winking at her. 

"Oh, I totally get it! Uh-I mean...no" She said. 

"It's important for you to tell us everything, Mrs. Johnson." Dean said. 

"I- I have told you everything! Wait, isn't the FBI supposed to have like, records on all of us?" She asked looking away. Dean hesitated for a moment, you stepped in.

"Sure, we know that you're 27, and your husband was 28. You two bought a Maltese as an anniversary gift. You bought this house after the honeymoon, and your husband has been going on business trips out of the states, it caused the marriage to be a little rocky, correct?" You shrugged. Both Dean and Mrs. Johnson looked at you shocked.

"Y-yeah, that's true. My husband has been on business trips out of the state" Mrs. Johnson fidgeted with the gold band around her finger. 

"Do you know what he was doing on those trips?" Dean asked

"Um...he never really told me...the bastard" Mrs. Johnson whispered the last part. Dean raised his brows. 

"Do you have your husband's ring?" You asked.

"Um, yes. May I ask why you need it?" She looked at you puzzled. 

"It might be essential to the investigation." You smiled at her. She left to get his ring. 

"The hell was that?" Dean quietly asked.

"What?" 

"How'd you know about the dog and the business trips?" Dean grew suspicious.

"I told you I've picked up a few tricks." You winked at him. "Let's just say I'm Batman" 

"Marry me" Dean muttered under his breath. Mrs. Johnson came back with the ring.

"Here, I don't see why you need it..." She mumbled, she handed you the rings. You carefully examined the gold band, finding writing etched around it. It seemed a bit dirty outside but clean inside. 'Strange' You thought.

"W-what is it?" She asked you hesitating. 

"Um...do you want to hear it?" You asked her. She nodded. 

"Um...I know it sounds crazy, but it seems that he had a mistress" You said handing her the ring. 

"I knew it!" She exasperated. Both you and Dean looked at each other in surprise.

"Y-you knew..?" Dean asked

"Not really, no. But I had a sneaking suspicion with all the business trips during the weekends." Mrs. Jackson said. "I told you he never told me what the trips were about..."

"So you were upset about it, yes?" Dean asked. 

"Of course, but I would never kill him!" She said quickly. "You believe me, right?" 

"Yes, you don't seem like someone that wouldn't hurt a fly" You simply stated. 

"Well, we must be going. Thank you for your time." Dean said getting up from the couch.

"No problem. You were the only ones that believed me" She looked at you smiling. 

"We're happy to help." You said as you shook her hand. You said your goodbyes and went back to the Impala.

"One down two to go." Dean sighed. "Hey, how'd you know that he was cheating on her?" 

"Easy, the outside of the ring was a bit dirty, he never bothered to polish it. But the inside was shiny and clean from working it off his finger for so long. The suitcase and passport near the door showed that he was ready to take off at any moment." You said smugly.

"Wow...do you know who was the mistress?" Dean asked.

"His own boss." You said. 

"Ooh..." Dean winced.

"Yep" You popped the p "There as a picture of her near the suitcase, no one keeps a picture of their boss" You cringed.

"You're awesome" Dean cooed

"I know" You giggled. "Now let's go see the other bloody brides." And with that, Dean took off. 

'This is gonna be fun' You thought

A/n: Welp, that was a long one. What do ya think? Thanks for 113 reads, I really appreciate it. It makes me feel like my hard work paid off. Though I don't really know how to end these chapters...any tips? Hope you enjoy it! Peace✌

-Squish💕