Once again, your POV

Dean- "When's he picking you up?" Dad asked. I rolled my eyes. "He said he'd be here at 6:30. It's only 6:00." I said. He had a pistol at his hip, and was looking out the window nervously. "Dad, please don't scare Levi. His dad is a hunter too, so don't worry. I'll be safe." I assured him. "I'm not trying to scare him, I'm trying to keep him from hurting you. By keeping my pistol with me." He explained. I groaned and finished putting on mascara, and fixed my hair. There was a knock on the door, and Dad opened it, one hand on the pistol. "Hey Levi!" I called from the hallway. "Hello, Mr. Winchester, I'm Levi Ackerman." (I know that's from Attack on Titan, but I'm not that creative. Sorry, Dude/ Lady Dude.) Dad smugly smiled and let Levi in, and sat on the couch with a beer in hand. While I finished getting ready, he had a short conversation with Levi. "Your old man is a hunter? What's his name?" He asked. (Don't know what Levi's dad's name is, so I'm making one up.) "Jeff Ackerman. He mostly hunts demons and shifters. Vampires on occasion." Levi answered. Dad nodded in approval. I walked out so Levi wouldn't have to be intimidated anymore. "Hey, Y/N. You look great." He smiled. "You've got your demon blade with you?" Dad asked. "It's always with me." I said. "Good. I'll see you later." He said. "I'll have her home by 8:30." Levi said. "Be careful. And if you hurt her, I'll get rid of you like I would a vampire." He muttered the last part. "Dad." I said. "Have fun." He said, narrowing his eyes at Levi.

Sam- Dean and Dad sat on the couch while I got ready, Dean eating pie as usual and Dad was loading his shotgun. "Can you guys not scare Jackson? Once you get to know him, he's kind of a nice guy." I shrugged, smiling sheepishly at my family. "'Kind of' ain't good enough." A gruff voice said behind me. There stood Bobby, clutching a beer. I forgot he was staying at the bunker for a few days. "Bobby's right. If he doesn't treat you right, you're not going. We'll drag him out of here, and leave him for the werewolves to get him." Dad said. I rolled my eyes and put in my earrings. There was a knock on the door as Dad stood to answer it. Jackson stood there smirking. "Hey, Y/N, ready to go?" He asked, walking in uninvited. Dean set the pie tin  the coffee table and stood next to Dad. "Hi, you must be Jackson. I'm Sam, Y/N's dad, and this is my brother, Dean." Dad said, shaking Jackson's hand. Jackson nodded and 'secretly' wiped his hand on his jeans. I walked down the hall and all eyes were on me, mostly Jackson's. "Whoa. You look hot." He smirked. Dad looked ready to kill him. (The picture at the beginning of the chapter.) "Okay! You come into our home, you act like you own it, and you say that about my daughter. That's it. Out. Now!" Dad snapped, looking Jackson in the eyes the entire time. Jackson was surprised, then his expression softened. "Not without Y/N." He said. I stared at him in disbelief. I ran back to my room and grabbed my demon blade and stood in front of Jackson. "You see this? I've killed so many assholes with this knife, and I'm not afraid to kill you. Get out of my house." I growled. Jackson's eyes went wide as I held the blade up. He turned and ran back to his car, tripping and falling, then sped off. I turned to see Bobby and Dean laughing their asses off, and Dad smirking. "How about we go to a diner instead?" I asked.

Castiel- "What if he hurts you? Or if he trades you for something from a demon? Or if-" Dad said. "Dad. I have my demon blade, and I have a pistol with me. I promise I'll be okay. Taylor is a nice guy. He's been my best friend for years." I assured. He reluctantly nodded. A knock on the door signaled Taylor's arrival. Don't do anything stupid! I mouthed to Dad. He nodded and answered the door. "You must be Taylor. Y/N should be ready soon. Come on in." He smiled. I straightened my tee shirt and walked out to the living room, where Taylor was politely talking to Dad. "Yeah, my Mom's a hunter. She makes me carry weapons with me everywhere." He said. "Y/N always has her demon blade with her." Dad confirmed. "Seems like you two are getting along." I smirked, leaning in the doorway. Dad and Taylor both stood up and smiled. "You look nice. I'll have Y/N home by 8:00." Taylor said. "Thank you. Have fun." Dad said, zapping off. Taylor looked at me for an explanation. "I forgot to tell you, my dad is an angel. So I'm technically Nephilim." (Sorry if I spelled that wrong!) "Cool." Taylor said, leading me out to his Dad's 1967 Chevy Impala. (Hint hint.)

Crowley- "One of my demons wants to date you? Which one?" Dad narrowed his eyes. I groaned. "Does it matter?" I asked. "Yes it does, Y/N. I need to know which one it is so I can kill them if they hurt you." He said.

Crowley ended up allowing the demon to date you. Under one condition: he immediately dies if he hurts you.