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Dean: Why?
Sam: Because she is our friend. *lifts his eyebrows*
Dean: And?
Sam: And she will rip your head off if she finds it out that you read her diary.

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Sam: Dean... We can’t.
Dean: Why?
Sam: Because she is our friend. *lifts his eyebrows*
Dean: And?
Sam: And she will rip your head off if she finds it out that you read her diary.
Dean: I saw her first.
Sam: Oh no, you didn’t.
Back from dead
Title: Back from dead
Pairing: Dean x Reader
Word count: 1.435
Theme song: Emeli Sande - Read All About It(karaoke)
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Here is the intro so read it first if you haven’t.
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I was sitting in Dean’s and Sam’s library while they were watching me intensively. I swallowed hard and looked at both man too. None of us could believe that I am alive. Especially Dean and I think I know why it was so hard for him. It wasn’t easy for me to see him again but I tried to be strong.
“How did you get here?” Dean said in a sharp voice. He was suspicious and still refused to believe that I am actually me even after all that stuff that he and Sam did to me.
“I don’t know.” I told him in tired voice as I repeated myself again. He was asking the same question maybe a seventh time by now. And I was tired. Really tired. Like I haven’t slept at least for a few days. I rubbed my eye and looked him in the eye. “Dean – I am tired. I really want to get some sleep. Can we continue with this interrogation in the morning? Maybe then I will remember something because at the moment I can’t you tell anything.”
“You can’t or you won’t?” He narrowed his eyes at me. I took a deep breath and sighed tiredly as I closed and opened my eyes again.
“I told you. I don’t know how I get here. Or why did I get here. It’s like my mind is blank and I know only that, that I died about five years ago and now I am alive again. And I can’t explain how that happened.” He was about to open his moth but I cut him instantly and continued on what I wanted to tell to both brothers. “I am curious about everything just as much as you two are but I am too tired. I am feeling like I could collapse at any moment by now.” I yawned and blinked lazily. I was feeling a bit dizzy too.
“Y/N…” Dean wanted to say something but now Sam was the one that interrupted him.
“Alright then. I will show you a room where you can sleep. Maybe you are hungry? Do you need something else? Water?” He asked gently. I gave him a small, heartwarming smile and shook my head. I really missed his kindness.
As I stand up I looked at Dean from a corner of my eye. He looked mad. Angry. His eyes glared at his younger brother as Sam reached for my shoulder and took me to a plain room that contained just a few furniture: bed, night table with little lamp on it, a chair and a writing table. I could care more about that if I will think about staying with them but now all I wanted to do was lay my head on pillow and rest for the night.
I woke up in the middle of the night from some strange scratches. As I opened my eyes and looked at the door where the scratch came from I saw a man’s silhouette. It was him.
“If you are wondering what kind of monster I am I can tell you that none.” I sighted still tiredly.
“And how you know that?” He whispered. Then I started to think. Maybe I am something? How could one be alive again after five years? Especially then when my body was burned.
“Yes. You have a point here. But I am feeling the same. Just like before that demon killed me. And when I say the same about everything I mean about EVERYTHING. My feelings didn’t change.” I told him in silent voice as I sat up on my bed’s side and stared into my hands. I heard how he stepped forward toward me but then stopped. He was considering something and I haven’t any courage or strength to look at him.
“It was so hard for me.” I heard his whisper. “When that demon killed you I tried everything to bring you back. And now… Now you are here. After long five years and me, who finally started to deal with your lost. I just couldn’t lose you again so I can’t and I won’t let myself to believe so easily that you are here with me. The real you.”
His words made me look at him. I bite my bottom lip as I tried to hold back my tears. All I wanted was him to hold me tight in his strong and warm hands but I knew that it was impossible.
“I get it. I do.” I whispered and lowered my head so I was looking at my lap again. “It’s not easy for me too, you know. I am confused. Everything is so unnatural. What if I am dreaming? Or what if I am in hell and demons are torturing and about to brake me?” My eyes widened and I took a deep breath. “That would explain why I can’t remember a thing.” I swallowed hard. My breath fastened as I became to think about every possibility. What if what I thought I not clearly remembered what I thought was a heaven but my imagination? Me - trying not break down in hell?
“That can’t be truth. You were too good. Too innocent. You could never end up in hell.” Dean stepped closer and crouched beside me. He lifted my chin and looked me into eyes. “I don’t know why you even would think about that.” It was more like he was talking to himself then to me. Dean looked worried now. Like the things that he said about trusting me he left behind.
His touch calmed me. And all I could do now was staring into his eyes. Lips. Oh how I would want them to be on mine.
“Dean – you need to go.” I said silently and turned from him my face.
“Why?” He was a bit confused from my sudden request.
“Because…” I tried to think of a good reason but my head was as empty as empty hole.
Dean sighted heavily and stands up. His eyes were still on me. I felt his intensive eyes on my body as he searched for answer that I couldn’t get him.
But that wasn’t the worst part.
I couldn’t hide my fear anymore.
What if it is real?
What if I am really in hell and demons are just playing with me?
I wrapped my arms around my legs and hide my face from him. When I started to think about it more I started to be more suspicious and more… afraid.
“This can’t be real. None could be alive when they are dead for five years. This isn’t real. I am tortured. This is hell. Now I can see it clear. This is hell. You are one of demons and you want to break me. Yes. This is the most explicable thing.” I whispered to myself not minding that “Dean” will hear it.
“Y/N.” His husky voice called my name silently. “Look at me.” He demanded and made me to do as he told me to by grabbing me by my shoulders. “Do I look to you unreal? Do you think I am one of them? Look – “He took out of his pocket flask with holly water and took some big sips from it. “You see? I am not demon.” He threw it away and took my face in his huge palms. His eyes looked into mine. Dean swallowed hardly and in instant his lips end up on mine’s.
And this was the moment when we both could tell to each other that neither he was a demon or I some kind of monster. One kiss. That was all that it took. One little kiss.
When he pulled out of kiss, he looked me straight into the eyes.
“Do you still think it’s not real?”
I shook my head slightly and leaned my head into his chest. I started to sob and he hugged me tighter.
“But how…” My voice broke so I started again. “How am I alive? Why?” I whispered into his chest while he gently strokes my hair.
“I don’t know. But we will find out if you really need that. Because you know what? All I care is that you are alive. For the first time I don’t care about the reason. All that I know is that I am going protect you from everything and everyone. None could you take away from me. Not even death.” He whispered into my hair.
Back from dead
Somehow I was alive. And it was suspicious. You want to know why?
Because I died five years ago.
I was in heaven. I think. I don’t remember much. I just know that time passed and I was somewhere else. But now… Suddenly I was standing in front of old door that lead to some strange bunker or something like that. I didn’t remember anything. Not how I get here or why did I get here. Some voice deep inside told me to knock on the door. It was odd. None could live or be in a place like that. After a bit time of thinking and my inner voice screaming to me to do that - I did that, because I thought that I didn’t have anything to lose.
Suddenly I heard someone behind them.
Is this for real?
In only one second doors swung open and a man was standing in front of me with shotgun in his hands.
I couldn’t believe whom I saw standing right in front of me. Tears started forming in my eyes as I looked into his green eyes full of confusion and pain.
“Dean. Is that really you?”
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Sam: Who is she?
Dean: I don’t know. But I am about to find out that.
Dean: Mom?
Y/N: *looks around and sees none but herself* Are you talking with me? Sorry but you must mistake me for someone else. *tells confused*
Dean: *whispers to Sam* Do you see what I see too, Sammy?
Sam: Yes. But that is impossible what you are thinking about. I think she just looks like...
Dean: Mom. Young mom. *he tells in throaty and silent voice*
Sam: Sorry about my brother. He just... You look like someone we know. *smiles gently to you*
Y/N: Oh. Alright. That’s ok. *you smile kindly at both men*
Dean: Yea. Someone really dear to us. *tells with a painful voice*
Lucifer: I think that you are the only light in this world. I guess you were touched by God, my father himself, when you were created.
Y/N: What you are talking about? Are you insane? *steps back*
Lucifer: Oh. I forgot that not everyone knows about supernatural beings, as you people call us, exist. Let me introduce myself. I am Lucifer.
Y/N: Your WHAT is tingling?
Dean: Never mind. Just be... Careful.
High on you
Title: High on you
Pairing: Dean x Reader
Word count: 2.593
Theme song: Survivor- High On You
Request: Could you do a Dean /Reader one shot based on the song High on You by Survivor?
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Hope you will like and enjoy reading this one shot. And I hope that I will not disappoint the one who requested it.
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It was nice and warm summer’s night. Sun was down and full-moon took her place. It was nearly midnight as you and your friends decided to go to local bar and have some fun. While laughing from one of your friend’s dumb face expression all of you went through bar’s door. That was when he saw you. He just couldn’t take his eyes off of you. Your bright and gentle smile overwhelmed him. His eyes followed your every movement as you walked to bartender. In Dean’s eyes you looked like a fantasy girl. That sparkle in your eyes made him your slave. All that he wanted was to go straight to you and talk. Talk about everything. Dean just wanted to be the one that you would be looking at. He wasn’t unnoticed by you too. A mysterious man who drank his whiskey in bar’s corner enchained your eye. Of course – you tried to keep your attention to your friends but that wasn’t easy. You wanted to know him, to hear his voice. You wanted to look in his eyes and to see what kind of color they are. Every part of you wanted to go and say to him something that would start a conversation between you. But when it comes to men you were really shy. Especially around hot ones. “C’mon Y/N! Let’s go do something crazy!” Laughed Lara, who was one of your best friends. You laughed too and nodded your head. Maybe you are shy around guys, but not around your friends. You drank a bit of your cocktail that was called something “sex on a beach” and ran to middle of a bar with your friends. All of you started to dance even when no one were dancing. You kicked off your shoes and went to a middle of your friend’s circle. All of them started to ask every cute man to join you. Mostly all of them were happy about that and accepted. Who wouldn’t? You were college girls who wanted to have some fun and probably most of the thought that they will be lucky enough and will get to spend a wild night with a young girl. Dean was invited to join everyone too but he politely refused and kept on watching you. He was fascinated by your innocence. You danced barefooted and didn’t care or think about anything in this world. But he was wrong. There was one thought that couldn’t leave your head. And it was him. When suddenly someone touched your hip you turned around and saw some drunken man. You pushed his hand away but he kept on trying to touch you again. You even didn’t noticed how mostly all of your friends were gone or in some corner with their perspective one night stands. “Sir, don’t touch me.” You said a bit angrily and took a step back from him. You hated dunk mans the most. “C’mon sweetheart, let’s go somewhere and have some fun.” He smiled at you as he grabbed your arm and pulled you towards him. “I told you…” You started but the mysterious man from a corner was right beside you. He pulled your arm from that drunkard’s grip and set you free from him. “Leave her alone or you will regret it.” His deep and throaty voice was like the nicest melody to you. “I saw her first. Find your own slut.” He groaned at him. You slowly took a deep breath. You could almost fell the tears coming to your eyes. When Dean saw that he clenched his teeth. He was pissed off by how that man made you feel. “Find your own slut? Oh man. You definitely will regret that you said that.” He swung his fist and punched him with his right hook. You yelped when the drunken man fell on floor and blood was almost streaming down his nose. “Are you insane?! You broke my nose!” He yelled at Dean. He sneeringly looked at drunkard and shook his head. “Next time you better watch your words, clown.” As he said that, he shortly looked at you and smiled weakly. You were a bit confused and frightened by his sudden movement and he probably saw that because he left bar immediately. After few seconds realization took you instantly. You didn’t thank him. You rushed through the crowd after him straight outside the door. You stood here in a middle of a street and started to look around but you couldn’t see him anywhere. “Are you searching for me?” Again his deep and throaty voice hit your ears and you immediately turned around just to see him in a cool car. “Y-ye-yes.” You nodded your head. He smiled at you gently and shook his head. “Sorry for making such a scene. I just saw that some freak was…” “No! Don’t apology! I am really thankfully!” You told rapidly as your cheeks rose up from your shyness. Dean smiled at how cute you looked and a thought came into his head instantly. “Maybe you want to go for a ride?” It was strange and it was nothing like you. For the first time in your life you did such a careless thing. You accepted and now you were sitting in his marvelous car. A light breeze lightly blew your hair. It felt really nice. Dean was trying to concentrate on a road but that was really difficult for him. He was trying to hold back his smile as he watched you but still a little smile crept on his face. On radio played “Survivor- High On You” and you silently hummed it’s melody. Dean’s smile grew even wider. You looked at him for a moment and awarded him with your bright smile. It was new for you. He was the first man whom you weren’t so afraid of. You didn’t know what it was in particular but you didn’t care much too. It was nice to feel comfortable around him so you weren’t going to think about it much. Or at all.
When he finally stopped his car you both get out of it. Then you noticed one thing and started to laugh loudly. “What?” Dean smiled at you with questioning look on his face. “I forgot my shoes at the bar.” You giggled and looked at your bare feet. He chuckles silently. “But grass fells nice under them! You should try it too!” You laughed again and started to run around childishly. “You are so innocent. So pure.” Dean whispered more likely to himself. “Come on! Join me! It’s really nice! A bit cold but nice!” He shook his head while smiling and did as you asked. As he stepped on soft grass he understood what you had in mind. It felt relaxing and nice. Then you suddenly tripped and for a second there were silence in the air. Dean ran to check if you were ok and found you silently giggling. He shook his head again. “Are you high or what?” “Yes. I am.” You said playfully and giggled again. “Want some help?” Dean straightened his hand to you but what you did was totally unexpected for him. You pulled his hand towards you and now he was lying beside you and you both were laughing loudly. “You are crazy.” He breathed out. “Sometimes.” You chuckled and looked up to sky. “Usually I am really shy around men but around you I am feeling really comfortable. It’s weird. But in a good way.” You smiled slightly and turned your face to him. At the same moment your eyes met. As moonlight shine in sky you finally saw his eyes. “Light green.” You said quietly to yourself and smiled a bit wider. “What?” He asked and you quickly shook your head. He wasn’t supposed to hear that. “Nothing.” You felt how your cheeks lightened with red color. You saw how a smile spread on his face. “Can I know your name?” Dean whispered being afraid to scare you and break your eye contact. “Y/N.” You whispered too. “Y/N.” He said silently like he would have wanted to taste your name’s sound on his tongue. “Can you tell me yours too?” Your voice sounded weakly and innocently. “Dean. My name is Dean.”
You spend all night talking about all the things that you ever thought about. You laughed so hard from Dean’s reaction when you told him your music taste. It happened that you two were a lot alike. Never in your life you laughed so much as you did this night. The same were for Dean too. For the first time in his life he felt what a love from a first sight was. “It’s getting chilly. I probably should to go back to my motel room. I think my friends are worried about me. And I hope they took my shoes.” You chuckled silently. You sill didn’t want to go back to your motel room but you couldn’t bare a thought that your friends might be deadly worried about you. Dean smiled slightly and wanted to ask you to stay for a bit longer but he understood that you were right. Sam was probably worried about him too. “Yea. Alright. I will take you there just tell me the address.” He winked to you and your cheeks blushed slightly. He wasn’t able to see that and you were really thankful for it.
When he stopped in parking lot you both sat in silence for a few moments. “So…” You said trying to think of what you should say to him. You didn’t want to say goodbye to him. You bite your bottom lip lightly and looked to him innocently. He was smiling and adoring your adorable face. “I guess it’s a goodbye.” He told silently. You nodded even when the inner you were shouting to say something more to him. Something that would make him stay here a bit longer. “It was nice to meet you.” You said smilingly and opened car’s doors. Then suddenly you kissed him on a cheek and blushed after that. “Thank you for such a fun night” You said quickly and ran straight to your motel room. Dean sat speechless in his car and smiled like some idiot. One little kiss on a cheek made him so happy that he could barely hold his desire to follow you grab you in his arms and kiss your lips passionately. Instead he shook his head and went to his motel. When he came in his and his brother’s room, Sam was sleeping like a baby. Dean fell on his bed and closed his eyes. This night felt like a dream. And he knew one thing for sure – he needs to see you again.
“Dude, where you were last night?” Sam asked his older brother as he walked on Dean eating breakfast. “Just went to a bar for a beer.” He was trying to hold back his smile but it was impossible to unnotice it. “And something good happened here?” Sam smiled at him curiously. It was long time ago that he saw his brother so happy. “I… I met a girl, Sam.” Dean said though small smile. “Oh.” Sam’s eyes widened and he sat beside Dean. “Yea. I know. But she is something special. I can’t put it in words. She is so innocent. So pure. I think I am falling for her, man.” Dean took a deep breath and buried his face in his palms. “It sounds serious.” Sam furrowed his brows. “Dean, you know…” “Yes Sam. I KNOW. I can’t involve her to our world. I don’t want someone to hurt her. Why do you think I am here and not where she is?” Dean groaned silently. “Dean. That wasn’t what I wanted to say.” Sam shook his head. “Then what you wanted to say?” Dean raised his eyes to his younger brother. “You know that opportunities like this don’t come often. I think you should take your chance with that… girl. We deserve happiness to, you know.” Sam patted Dean’s shoulder. “You really think so?” Dean looked unsure about Sam’s words. “Yes. Now go and take her, jerk.” Sam smiled cockily at his brother. “Thank you, bitch.” Dean smiled and shook his head while standing from table and going straight to the door. “Wish me luck!” “Good luck!” Sam laughed as Dean walked through their motel’s room door. He really hoped that his brother could finally find something special for him.
Dean drank another glass of bourbon as he sat by Sam’s computer and searched information for the new case that they found. “Dean, you should rest.” Sam said worriedly as he walked to a same room. “I am not tired.” Dean said coldly and kept going on his work. “You are not tired my ass. Look man, I get it. It’s hard for you. When you went to her motel she was already gone. But you should forget about Y/N if you are not even searching for her.” Sam sighed tiredly. “Don’t say her name out loud.” Dean told angrily and raised his head to his brother. “I am just saying…” “Then stop talking.” Dean was really mad. He was tired but he couldn’t sleep properly. All that he could think of in these last weeks was you. “Dean…” “Sam – stop.” The older Winchester got up from his chair and grabbed his jacket. “I am going out. Don’t wait for me.” He mumbled and went out the door before his younger brother could say another word.
You were walking on half empty street when you saw that jacket. You could clearly remember it from that night. You felt unsure about what you were about to do but you still did that. “Dean?” You asked silently. All your thoughts were one huge mess. If it’s really him, what is he doing here? And if it is not him now you would feel really embarrassed. Man slowly turned to you. He was as much surprised as were you. “Y/N?” He whispered your name. You smiled at him gently. Dean rubbed his eyes and looked at you one more time. “It’s really you.” He smiled widely. One second you were standing a few meters away from him and the other – he held you in his tight embrace. You wrapped your arms around him too. For a few moments you both just stand like that. Dean was the first who started to talk again. “You know, the next day I came searching for you in your motel but they told me that you were already gone. Why didn’t you tell me that you are leaving go soon?” His voice sounded heartbroken. “You really did that?” You raised your eyes at him showing how surprised you are to hear this. “Yes.” He nodded and smiled at you. “But why?” You asked hoping, that he feels the same as you feel about him too. For a few seconds he stood silently and then a small smile popped on his lips. “I can't stop thinkin' about you, girl. I must be livin' in a fantasy world. I'm so high on you...“ He sang to you silently. You were speechless and admired him for a few seconds. Then you smiled brightly and crashed your lips into his for a sweet and so long desired kiss. In this moment you weren’t that shy girl that you always were. You just did what you had to do. Why? Because you were high on him too.
Y/N: Say hi to camera!
Dean: Hi! *wiggles his eyebrows* Now drop that thing and let’s test our new bed.
Please, stay
Title: Please, stay
Pairing: Dean x Reader
Word count: 3,004
Theme song: Don't Cry - Guns N' Roses
So, this is the third and last part of “You are just not my type”. Hope you had great time reading it! Hugz and kisses! xx
Part 1, Part 2.
Both of you were running as fast as you could. Your hands weren’t holding anymore. It was faster that way. You still heard a maniacal laugh behind your two backs. Suddenly you tripped over some pipe that sticks out of ground. A silent whine left your mouth. Dean stopped instantly and ran straight back to you. Unfortunately he was a bit late. The ghost was already on top of you and was trying to strangle you. While trying to escape from the ghost’s grip you saw a little card on his jumper with some name. Before Dean hit him with iron pipe you succeed to see what was written on his worker’s jumper. When ghost disappeared in a thin air you took a deep breath and filled your lungs with oxygen once again. Dean immediately took you in his arms and hugged you tightly to his chest. “Are you alright?” He heavily breathed in your ear. You nodded quickly still trying to catch your breath. “We have to call Sam. I think I know who we are dealing with.” You said in a throaty voice because your throat still hurt from the ghost’s strangling. It felt like his hands were still on your neck. “How?” Dean looked a bit confused and surprised at the same time. “I saw first and second names sawed on his jumper. And I think we should hurry till he shows and attacks us again.” You told while taking a deep breath. Green eyed man didn’t wait any longer and pulled out mobile phone from his pocket. He called to Sam. When his younger brother answered you immediately asked for Dean’s phone so you can tell his what you know. “Hello?” You heard a throaty Sam’s voice. “Clinton Adams. Search for this name. IMEDIATELY. We were attacked and I believe that this was him. And Sam – hurry up. We don’t have time. He can show here any…”some strange power pushed you with a huge force to the wall so you couldn’t finish your sentence and the phone you held slipped out of your fingers. You whined silently because of the pain that you felt. You quickly looked around, afraid that your partner could be hurt. “Dean?” You tried to find your fake boyfriend with your eyes of whom you were more worried than about yourself. “DEAN!” you shouted one more time. “Here.” You heard his weak voice and finally you could make out his silhouette in the dark. When you saw Dean standing up you felt relief. “Did you get to say Sam what you saw?” You nodded and rushed to Dean’s side. “Are you all right? Are you not hurt? Please tell me that you are not hurt.” You told with a big concern. “I am good. How about you? Did that son of a bitch hurt you?” He stared at you with concern in his eyes and was trying to assure that you are ok. When he touched your cheek and accidentally your bottom lip - you whined a bit. “I am going to kill him.” Dean groaned and cursed under his breath. “Well, technically he IS dead.” You tried to joke but when Dean glared at you, you took a deep breath and tried to be serious. “It’s ok, Dean. Now everything depends on Sam. I hope that he is good at research.” You breathed out heavily. “Trust me, he is.” You saw a proud smile on his face. “Maybe you saw where my cell fell? I think we could use him.” “Yes. Let’s find it until the ghost shows again.”
Everything went so fast. Too fast. You were lying on cold ground. Your head hurt like hell and every part of your body felt the same. Like every bone in your body was broken and even worse. With your eye corner you saw how Dean burned ghost’s body and how the ghost himself burned in the air beside him. “Y/N!” Dean shouted and ran straight to you. He fell on his knees by your barely moving body and quickly touched your face. “Y/N! Please! Stay with me! Ambulance is coming! You need to stay awake!” You saw how desperate he looked. And you knew what meant that look. He looked at you the same as he looked at that girl who was dying from werewolf’s hand. There is no way that you can make through it. “It’s ok, Dean. I am going to a better place. At least I hope so.” You tried to be funny and smiled, but then you started to chough with blood. “Well – that sucks.” You whispered jokily still trying to make this moment not so gloomy by being sarcastic and funny. “No. You are not going anywhere. You need to stay. I need you here.” He whispered and gently stroked your cheek. “Please – stay with me, Y/N. Don’t give up so easily. I really need you.” His voice was shaky and heartbreaking. “If you say why you need me – I might think about not leaving this world at the moment.” You laughed silently and coughed again. You felt blood on your lips. You hated it’s taste. “You need to finish repair your baby.” “Oh. My baby. When I’ll be gone you need to take care of it.” “Don’t talk like that. You will do it yourself. I promise. You will make through it.” He whispered and kissed your forehead. “Don’t promise something that you can’t keep, Winchester.” As you told him this your vision started to blur immediately and everything darkened until there left nothing. Just dark and deadly silence.
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“NO! You don’t get it Sammy! Everything is my fault! If I was just a bit more wary I would have saw him in the first place and he would have attacked me, not her!” Dean shouted at his younger brother who looked confused and wanted to calm down him. “Then you probably would be in her place now.” “That’s fine with me! I don’t give a rat’s ass about that!” “But I care, Dean, alright! I care! I know how you came to like her, I did too, but you are my brother and I just care about you more than anyone else!” Sam shouted angrily. “Besides, she is strong. She will make through it.” Sam grabbed his brother’s shoulders and looked straight into his green orbs. “So you need to pull your shit together and don’t act like that! We are in hospital And if you make another scene doctors will kick your ass out.” Dean wasn’t happy about Sam’s words but he understood that he was right. Dean needed to calm down a bit. “Maybe… You know… They will let me see her?” Dean asked his brother now trying to calm down his breath and his thoughts. “I don’t know. We need to find him and ask him. Just Dean…” “What?” He looked at his younger brother while furrowing his brows. “Act calmly whatever he says.” “I will try.” “Dean…” “I will try, ok Sammy? I. Will. Try. That’s all I can promise.”
“I am so sorry, Y/N. I really am.” Dean told you while touching your unmoving hand. It was already a week that you were in coma. Your body looked terribly. All those cuts and bruises were all over it. It was so hard for Dean to look at you when you looked like that. All that could everyone see in his eyes, now were only pain and sorrow. “Fight and come back to me. We have so much unfinished business.” He kissed your forehead ant when he pulled himself away from you at the same moment there was a nurse by the door. “Sorry sir, but visiting hours are over. You can come back tomorrow if you want.” She smiled gently at beautiful man while thinking that you were a really lucky girl to have him by your side. Dean nodded and touched your hand one last time before leaving. “I will definitely come back tomorrow.”
It was a month now. Dean even slept in hospital while Sam was on hunt. “You can’t go on like this. Man, you need to rest. Doctors say that she hangs not bad in there. They even asked me to take you home.” “But if something will went wrong? And what if she dies here and I will be sleeping in my bed? No Sam. I can’t. I just can’t.” Dean shook his head and buried his face in his hands. “Dean – everything will be alright. Her state is stable. You need to sleep normally. In your own bed and not on some cheap couch. Please.” Sam almost begged him. “But…” “Dean, if you won’t rest then soon you will be forced to lay in one of hospital’s rooms just like her. Do you want that?” Sam raised his eyebrows. “No.” Dean said silently in tiresome voice and shook his head. “Alright. Let’s go then.” Sam patted his brother’s shoulder and they stepped out of hospital. “Please hang there, baby.” Dean whispered while looking at second floor where you were laying in bed. “I will come back. I promise.”
“What do you mean she is gone? How is that possible?!” Dean shouted on doctor and grabbed his coats collar then shook him roughly. “Where is she?!” “We…We don’t know…” He talked in shaky voice. “When nurse came to Y/N’s room the bed was empty. It’s like she disappeared in thin air. No one saw her walking out too. I am sorry…” “You are sorry?! Yesterday she was a coma patient, today she is gone and you say you are sorry!?” “Dean! Calm down!” Sam made him let go of frightened doctor and both of them left hospital immediately. “We need to find her. I NEED to find her.” Dean said while squeezing Impala’s wheel. “We will.” Sam said calmly. “I shouldn’t have leaved her. I needed to be by her side. It’s my fault. AGAIN.” “Dean…” “Don’t ‘Dean’ me, Sam. I know what I am talking. Just don’t say a word.” He shook his head. Sam just huffed because he didn’t want to make his brother even madder than he was at the moment. “So… Maybe you have any ideas?” “Maybe it was Crowley? Or maybe some other demon that wanted to bite us?” Dean shrugged in irritation. “Ok. Let’s get to work then.”
(Snow Patrol - I won't let you go)
“Son of a bitch!” Dean swore loudly and slammed bunker doors. “We will do better tomorrow. You will see.” Sam tried to calm down his brother. Both of them sat in library by the table. “No. You can stay if you want but I am going out. I am searching for her till I’ll find her.” Dean shook his head and were about to stand up, but he froze when he heard your voice. “Coma girl is here. You don’t need to search for me. Don’t worry anymore.” You giggled at boys whom looked at you with wide eyes. You were still in your hospital clothes which were really uncomfortable. Mostly of your body still hurt like hell but it was much better than the last time that you remember it. But apparently it was still hard for you to stand on your legs. They were starting to shake. “How…” Sam started while he looked at you with curious face but didn’t finished his sentence as Dean jumped out of his chair with some loud noises and took you in his strong and tight embrace. “How did you? We thought that you…” Dean whispered in your ear. “First of all – you are crushing me.” You chuckled even when it quiet hurt and gently pushed him a bit away from you so his grip on you wouldn’t be so tight. “I woke up. It was dark. I was alone. And I was in hospital, which I hate by the way. So, I decided that I feel alright enough and I signed myself out.” You shrugged, still with a wide smile on your face. “Maybe you think now you can let go of me so I could dress up normally? And it would be really nice if I could borrow one of yours shirt. I need something loose and I don’t think I have something like that.” You laughed silently. “I can help you with that. Sam, I think we are out of milk. Please bring some.” Dean looked at his brother. Sam immediately understood that his older brother wanted to have a minute with you alone so he just nodded and grabbed car’s keys. “I’ll be back soon.” Even he knew that this was a lie. But not you. You didn’t suspect Dean to be so mad. It took only a few seconds after you changed into his shirt when he started to shout at you. “What the hell you were thinking about?! Why did you escaped from hospital?! I am going to take you back in there. Let’s go. You are still in bad condition. You need…” “I am NOT going back, Dean. I hate hospitals. And I am perfectly fine now. Maybe not perfectly, but…” “But what?! You need to be healed by professionals!” You saw him being so angry for the first time. You took a deep look at him and then you realized, what was wrong with him. You knew why he acted like that. “Dean. Are you blaming yourself for what happened to me?” You asked gently and touched his shoulder. For a second he looked at you a bit surprised how easily you read his emotions. “If it wasn’t for me…” “If it wasn’t for you, that jerk would have stabbed me. You SAVED me, Dean.” You whispered and gently placed your palm from his shoulder to his shaggy cheek. He closed his eyes at sensation of your touch and took a deep breath. After few moments he placed his hand on yours. “I was so scared, Y/N. I thought that I may lose you.” He breathed out heavily. “Hey. It’s not like we are together. You know - not a real couple.” You chuckled. His eyes immediately flew open. “That felt for me quiet real.” He said as he was looking straight into your eyes. “What a shame. As I told you Dean, you are just not my type.” You still wanted to tease him even when at the same moment you wanted to come back in his safe embrace and be held by his strong arms. His eyes widened as you dropped your arm from his cheek to your side. You could barely hold your smile. As he saw that a wide smile spread on his face. “You are a terrible liar, you know that right?” He asked as he pulled you in his arms. “Oh, I think I am good at this.” You giggled and wrapped your arms around his neck. “You would like to think so.” Dean chuckled. “I said that I am your type. I was right.” He whispered in your ear and kissed beside it. Your breath stuck somewhere in your lungs and you trembled under his soft touch. “I don’t know what you have, Dean Winchester. Any other man before you looked worthless, like they all were only joking with me and my feelings but you…” “So, you even have feelings for me?” He grinned at you. You smiled and punched his shoulder lightly. “Please continue.” He smiled at you. His eyes shined like brightest stars and it were really hard to concentrate on what you wanted to say to him. “As I said, but you, you look different. Not like them. I was always afraid of falling in love in this world the most but now I think I could finally fall, you know?” You whispered and narrowed your head. “And this time that we spend together. Everything felt so real, just like you said before. I will understand if you don’t want…” Your words were cut by unexpected but so awaited Dean’s lips. You couldn’t fight this urge to feel him anymore. His kiss was harsh, passionate and longingly. You answered to him with all you have. It felt like you missed his lips for so long. But when his palm pressed your side a bit too hard you whined silently what caused him to jump away from you. Dean looked at you worriedly. “I am sorry. I just…” “It’s ok. My body is still not in its best condition, that’s all.” You smiled at him and stepped closer to kiss Dean’s lips. This time kiss was slow and gentle. It felt like a dream. You felt so… incredible. Dean put his hand around you gently and hugged you once again. “You will stay, yes?” He said silently. “Do I have any other option?” You raised your brows. He was about to say something but you giggled and put your palm on his lips. “This was rhetorical. You don’t need to answer this, dummy.” You licked your lips and looked at Dean’s eyes dreamily. He pushed your hand softly from his lips and cupped your face. “I don’t usually drop around ‘l’ word but you look worth it. Y/N – I love you.” He put his forehead to yours. “I love you too, Dean.” You whispered and smiled softly. Man’s eyes brightened like a brightest stars. It looked like you were everything to him. And you were. You were the only women in this world whom he let himself fall for. “Come here” He said in a gently voice and embraced you tightly.”I have a good feeling about us. We will be happy. I promise you.” “And I believe you. Just like I believed when you told me that I will make though it when ghost almost killed me. Looks like you really keep your promises, Dean Winchester.” “I do. Mostly. But you need to promise me one thing too.” “And what is that?” You smiled at him. “That you will never leave me. Promise me that.” He said in his throaty voice. “I promise.”
Playing hard to get
Title: Playing hard to get
Pairing: A bit of Sam x Reader x Dean
Word count: 2,273
Theme song: Phillip Phillips - Raging Fire, Paramore - The Only Exception
This is the part two of - You are just not my type
This was like some new and funny game to you. His eyes were concentrated only on you. You saw perfectly how the words that you said yesterday messed this beautiful man’s head. The feeling that you get from his reaction was making you feel really satisfying. Even if it was childish, that was really funny to you.
All day long you were fixing your baby and in the end of the day there was still a lot of work to do. „I still can’t believe that you know how to do this.“ Dean muttered while standing by your side. You raised your head at him and smiled genially. „After all I need to know how to take care of my beloved friend. This baby is just like my sister. I am nothing without her“ You patted engine’s frame while smiling. „That is freaking hot.“ Man mumbled under his nose and making you giggling silently. „I need some parts for my bike. Maybe you could get me them? “ You asked while still smiling. „That would be my pleasure. Just tell me what you need.“
When Dean left all you wanted was to get some rest and peace. Slowly you walked to library and sat nearby Sam. He was working on his computer and looked really focused on something. “What are you doing?” You said interested at what he was doing. “I am searching for a new case and I think I just found one. Interested?” he smiled a bit mischievously. Of course. It couldn’t be otherwise. After all he was Dean’s brother. “Show me what you find, big guy.” You smiled cheeky as he pushed his laptop towards you. “So, apparently these guys are dying because of…” You furrowed your brows at headline. “…being in love.” He finished for you. “Well that’s weird. What do you think it is?” You asked while your eyes were flying through text lines. “If honestly – I have no idea.” He let out a deep breath. “Maybe some ghost?” “That was I thought about too.” You muttered still reading newspaper headlines. “And how many lovingly couples are dead by now?” “At the moment – three. And all they died in last two weeks. The first couple died in a strange car accident. The second one – boiled in their own bathtub and the last – apparently beat each other with a frying pan and a golf-club.” He raised his eyebrows in concern and waited for you to say something. “Think you could tag me along on this case?” You smiled at him, stretching your hands. “Yes. I think I can do it.” He smiled back at you.
When Sam told Dean that he found a new case and you are coming with them – he was more than happy. When you all were going to your rooms, the older Winchester stopped you by your temporary room. “Tomorrow I will show you that I am your type. I can secure you about that.” He grinned at you. “I really doubt that, Dean.” You said his name a bit seductively. “We will see about that.” He smiled at you and turned to go to his room. “Why are you trying so hard?” You laughed at his back. He didn’t give you proper answer just turned his head and blinked to you. You laughed silently while shaking your head. This man is really weird.
You went to your beds early and woke up in the morning early too. The road wasn’t long but you still quite didn’t like to drive by car even when she was really flawless. You needed more fresh air. “Finally...” You mumbled and threw your bag on motels floor as you fell on one of beds. “Are you alright?” Sam asked with concern. “I am fine. I am just not used to drive in cars.” You sighted and looked at them. “ So – what is the plan?” “We are going to inquest victims’ families if they saw something unusual. Maybe they will know something.” “All right then. I am taking the ones that beaten each other to death.” You stood up and took your detective clothes out of your bag. “Fine. We will meet here in evening. Good luck, Y/N.” Sam nodded. “I am going with the car accident and you Dean with couple who boiled in their own bathtub, all right?” “Yes. Let’s go.”
Later that night you all talked about those strange couples’ deaths. “All those pairs have no connection. They even didn’t know each other.” You tossed your hands in the air. “Maybe. And maybe not.” Sam was thinking and now you looked curious at him. “What do you want to say?” “All of them had a really good relationship. I think I have an idea. Y/N, are you a good actress?
At the moment you really wanted to punch yourself. And Dean too. “Well. Who would have known…” “If you say another word I swear – I will punch you in a face and broke your little nose.” You faked a smile while walking to register at some nice hotel. I hated Sam’s plan. “Baby, don’t be so mad. It’s bad for your health” He smirked at you. “Bite me.” You faked another smile and pinched his right side. “Oh honey. I like when you talk dirty to me.” He grinned and pulled you closer to him. “I am so going to kill you after this. Sam too.” You whispered and blankly smiled at him. Dean just chuckled and shook his head. “We need a room for two.” Dean smiled at hotel’s receptionist. “One double bed?” A young woman smiled at him flirtatiously. You almost rolled your eyes. Does everyone want to sleep with him? “One double bed.” He said with his throaty and even you couldn’t deny it – sexy voice. You looked at your ‘boyfriend’ to see how he responded to her flirty voice but when you did that you saw that Dean’s eyes were fixed only at you. That made you blush a bit and Dean to chuckle. “When your cheeks rose you look really cute.” You couldn’t answer anything to his words. You just squirm a bit when his hands moved to your shoulders and looked through the window. It was getting dark.
(Paramore - The Only Exception)
Dean put down your luggage by the huge bed and looked at you. “Are you alright? You look strange?” he walked to you and looked at your face with concern. He gently touched your cheek with his palm and looked straight into your y/e/c orbs. “Everything is ok.” You gave him half-hearted smile. “I am going to shower first.” You said quickly and took your bag with you in bathroom. Why did you were feeling so nervous? This looked like a game at first but this man is doing something to you. Something of what you were afraid all your life. This man was messing with your head and it wasn’t funny anymore. While you were taking a shower all you could think about was how hard he was trying to do his work. You clearly understood that he is a really good person. Maybe a flirt, but who could blame him when he has this amount of good looks. Before walking out of shower you took some deep breaths and opened door. Dean was already asleep on his side of bed. And even it was hard for you to admit he looked really adorable. You walked to bed and put some of covers on him. Then you gave him a small smile and lay on your side of bed. His steady breathing made you feel relaxed and in some way – comfortable. And here – the thought came back to your head. From your childhood there was only one thing that you were afraid – to fall in love. After your parents separation you swore to yourself that you are never going to fall in love. Not after you saw when your parents were together.
In the middle of the night you woke up from some strange noise and heaviness on your tummy. You took a deep breath and shivered under his touch. Dean was now holding you close to him, almost hugging. You felt his hot and steady breath in the crook of your neck. This feeling that you get from his touch was new to you. It felt – nice. You instantly scold yourself for being so weak and falling for this man so fast. You couldn’t. Why? Because you knew how would it end. You are not stupid. You saw that to him you were only a new toy whom he needs to try really hard to get. If this weren’t for case now you would have punched him and kicked him out of bed. But you knew that you needed to act like a loving couple. And you two needed to be really sweet. That wasn’t working for you so well. You took a deep breath. Maybe you can somehow enjoy it? Even if it is only a pretending that he loves you. And after this case is done you would run away from these brothers as fast as you can. “Why aren’t you sleeping?” Dean asked you in a sleepy voice. “I woke up from some strange noises. It’s ok now. I guess it was only my imagination.” You smiled at him. A huge smile spread on his sleepy face when you started to play with his hair. “Ok.” He said and held you closer to him like he was afraid that you are going to run away from him. But then you thought to yourself that you are only imagining things. This isn’t real. After deep breath you close your eyes. You smelled whiskey and gasoline and leather from man whom was lying with you. It was somehow nice and comforting. You simply gave in and fall asleep once again.
When you woke up you were lying on Dean’s chest. You slowly looked at his face and saw that he was already awake. “Morning.” A smile spread on his lips. “Morning.” You answered with a small smile. “How did you sleep?” He asked you with care. “Really good and you?” You close your eyes and put your head back at his chest. “Like a baby.” He chuckled. “ Are you hungry? I think we should go and eat something at this café that I saw somewhere near this hotel. It looked really nice.” He smiled at you once again. “Yes. I really could use a cheeseburger and some pie.” “It’s like you are reading my mind.” He said quietly and gently brushed your hair. “What did you say?” You pretended that you didn’t hear his words. “It was nothing. Let’s get dressed up. Pie is waiting for us.”
It was week. You were dating Dean for a whole week now. You were doing all kind of sweet stuff that do all people who are deeply in love but nothing happened. No one came for you. No one died in the meantime. It was calm everywhere. “Maybe you think he or she is gone? Maybe the ghost had some unfinished business only with them? Or maybe it was satisfied after killing these three couples?” You asked Dean while he was still in shower. “I don’t know. It’s too weird.” He said while walking out of bathroom. His hair was dripping on his naked shoulders and chest. It was really hard but looked away from him. “Why? Why it is weird? Maybe…” “No. When they start to kill they don’t stop so easily. There is something fishy. I can tell you that for sure” “Yes. Maybe you are right.” You sighted and looked through the window. It was full moon and looked really pretty. “What are you looking at?” Dean’s voice sounded so near that you jumped out of surprise. He giggled and kissed your hair. The longer you pretended to be a couple the more it looked like it was true. You learned how gentle he can be. How nice is to feel his soft lips on your cheek or good and right your hand felt in his. It’s like he was the only exception of all men. You finally could see yourself with someone. You could finally see yourself loving someone. “The moon. It looks really nice.” You gently smiled at his face. “Do you want to go for a walk?”
You were going in a silent street. Even the lights were out. It was only you and Dean. You held your head high at the sky. Dean’s hand was pulling you closer and closer when you finally stopped under this amazing starry sky. “I think you are cold. We should be going back.” He was holding your palms in his. “I still want to stay a bit longer.” You whispered and looked to his green eyes. They were enchanting. He slowly removed his one hand from yours and gently placed it on your cheek. You close your eyes from this incredible sensation. Your lips were begging for his. You licked your bottom lip and lightly bite on it. “You look so damn beautiful.” He whispered as he placed his soft lips on yours. “What a nice couple. How sweet. I hate you. I hate you all.” You heard saying some maniacal voice. He got you. The ghost got you two unprepared. “I know it’s not right time but I told you so.” Dean said in a whisper. “Well good for you.” You said with a heavy breathing. “Do you have any plan?” You asked him silently. “Yes. Run!” He grabbed your hand and dragged you with him.
I will be writing third part soon. Hope you enjoyed this one! :) xx
You are just not my type
Title: You are just not my type
Pairing: Dean x Reader
Word count: 2,151
Theme song: Triumph - Fight The Good Fight
Somehow this idea popped in my head and I just couldn’t shake it off. Hope you like it guys! :)
Warnings: blood, some swearing.
“No.“ You told coldly as man walked towards you and stopped near your table. “ ‘No’ what?“ A sassy smile popped on his cocky face. “I will not be your one night stand.” You finished your drink in one gulp and left money under glass. You lazily stood up from your seat and passed the man. You knew that his eyes followed you with curiosity but you were too tired to think about it. Even if he was really an eye candy. Maybe some huntresses would take this chance to sleep with a handsome man but you weren’t that type. In other words – you weren’t a slut. When you finally got to your motel room you dropped your motorbike keys on night stand and started to unbutton your pans. You left them at the halfway to bathroom like all other your clothes. In a few seconds hot water hit your skin and you immediately felt your muscles relaxing from all that tension that you felt. This werewolf was strong. Like – really powerful. Even kind of too strong for a casual thing. Maybe it was new breed? Who knew. Now the job was done and you finally could relax. Thought you survived only by a miracle this time. After shower you put on your panties and some comfortable shirt then you instantly fell to your bed. You felt like after all that hard work you really deserved some good night’s sleep.
You were woken up from your sleep by some strange noises that sounded from a room that was next to yours. You lazily looked at your clock and saw that it was barely 02:23 a.m. You growled unsatisfied and turned on your other side but when these noises didn’t stop, you wasn’t able to get back to sleep. You were about to hide your head under your pillow when you heard a loud girl’s scream. Impulsively you jumped out of your bed and grabbed a gun that you hide under your mattress. In one short moment you ran through your door straight to ones that were beside yours. You knocked on them a few time but didn’t get any answer. All sounds stopped too. You sighted heavily and were about to go back to your room thinking that maybe there was only a couple of teens that were here to prank people. Then you heard footsteps. “Wow. You are really hot.” You heard him say in a whisper and turned around to see that there was a man from a bar who failed to get you to be his bed-toy for tonight. You just rolled your eyes and were about to come back to your room like before but here – you heard a girl’s scream again. You didn’t wait for another scream to come and tried to get in, but of course – the door was locked. “Shit. It’s locked.” You cursed under your breath and without any hesitation you aimed your gun at lock. “Hey, hey! We don’t need any attention from people that stays besides. Let me do this.” He told and kicked the door out like it was nothing to him. You lifted your eyebrows at his strength. That was pretty impressive. In an eye blink you understood that now was not the time to drool over this mattress. You were the first to gush in. Man that was with you went straight after you who now were holding a gun in his hands too. Right in front of you, you saw a werewolf tearing his pray apart. “Fuck! I thought that I killed him! I should have known that there was more than one.” You mumbled under your nose. With some fast and gracious movements you removed monster from girl and pushed him aside. This thing wasn’t extraordinary like the one that you killed before. He even didn’t realized when you put a bullet straight to his head. When you turned around to see how was doing this girl, you saw that man who came with you was kneeling beside her and pressing his jacket to her side. “How is she?” You asked with concern. It took only one look to know that she wouldn’t make it. There was blood everywhere. And that was all your fault. This accident happened because of your negligence. At least that was what you told to yourself. “Shit. I should have known that this previous little prick wasn’t the only one in this town.” You brushed your forehead with a hand and looked at girl with guilt. You crouched beside her and carefully looked at her bleeding side. “We need to call ambulance. Maybe we can still hel…” You didn’t get to finish your sentence when she started to couch in blood and as the life left her eyes. “Son of a bitch.” You breath out heavily and straighten your hand to her face. Those glassy eyes that looked at you… They will give you nightmares for at least few weeks. You gently closed her eyes and brushed her hair from a bloody face. “This is not your fault.” The man whispered but you only shook your head. “I had to hear it sooner. I had to be here in time. My room is beside this. I should have notice that something is happening sooner.” You were blaming yourself. You even didn’t noticed when he let go of girl and gently cupped your face. “I don’t know who you are but the thing you did here – it was something incredible. You did well and everything that was in your powers. Stop blaming yourself.” He said softly. His deep and captivating voice made you look into this man’s eyes. Even when it was dusk you could see all the concern and compassion in them. You shut your eyes and took a deep breath. He was right. You can’t save all of them even if you are doing your best. Man helped you to stand up and dispose of werewolf body. After that you both came back to a room where a soulless girl’s body lied on a dark floor. It still was hard for you to look at her. This blame that you felt was still here and you just couldn’t shake it off. “You are a hunter, yes?” you asked while trying to put your thoughts to other direction. “Why would you think so?” he gave you half smile. “You didn’t panic when you saw that thing. You had a gun. And besides, you helped me to get rid of his body. By the way - thank you for that.” “I think it was obvious. It’s really not fair.” He laughed silently. Only a dry smile left your lips and you nodded. “I guess it’s time to leave. I need to call cops so they could take care of girl’s body.” You bite your inner lip. “You are right. We should go.” He nodded and walked out of the motel room after you. “Once more – tank you…” you looked at him with a questionable face. “Dean. My name is Dean.” He smiled in a bit flirty way and extended his hand towards you. “Y/N.” You smiled back and shook his hand. “Maybe you need a lift? My brother and I could…” “Thank you but I have my own wheels.” You winked and waved to him while going back to your room before he could find another reason to continue this conversation.
You were near your bike when someone attacked you from your back. You instinctively pushed him off and turned around to look at your attacker. “Are you for real? There is one more?” You whined ant took your gun to your hand. Unfortunately – this werewolf was smarter and stronger than previous. Your gun was immediately kicked out of your hand. You started to run to your engine but monster stopped you by lifting you to air. He immediately threw you straight to your well-groomed bike. “Now I am really mad.” You growled while holding to your hurting side and took a silver knife out of your jacket. Sadly – this thing reminded you the one that you hunted this morning. He was more powerful than that one who killed that innocent girl. When this thing attacked you again he knocked you down and fell on you and tried to rip your throat with his teeth. You tried to push him away as much as you could but with every passing second it was harder for you to fight him back. “Maybe you need a hand?” You heard a familiar voice. It took just a moment and werewolf was taken off of you. After that Dean helped you to stand up. “What is this thing?” He furrowed his brows in confusion. “Maybe some weird, mutant werewolf? I don’t know.” You said between your deep breaths. This thing took a lot of your power. “He looks powerful.” “And he is. I defeated one today. You need to stab your silver knife straight to his heart and then chop his head off.” He looked at you weirdly but didn’t have any time to question you because werewolf stroke again. “Sam! We need some help here!” Dean shouted as you with your silver knife went straight to the monster. He managed to escape your blade. And then happened THAT. That shitty thing grabbed your bike and threw it straight to Dean. Of course – man was able to move fast and avoid it but your traveling buddy now was crashed into cold and hard asphalt. “Not my baby!” you cried out loud. “Now you really are going to pay for it!” You growled with angriness and ran straight into him. Your blade was already in his chest. All you needed was another knife or someone with it. “Dean! Now!” You shouted and he was immediately by your side. He chopped this thing’s head off and it was finally done. When you turned around there stood a tall man with long hair and confused expression on his face. He looked handsome but at the moment you couldn’t think about anything else but your bike. “My baby!” You cried out loud again. “What did that monster did to you? It will take a few days to fix you!” You talked to your damaged bike. After a few minutes you took a deep breath and turned to two men that stood behind your back. You looked straight to Dean’s eyes. “Now I really could use a lift. But we need to take my baby with us somehow. You think you can do this?” “I think we can.” He grinned wieldy.
“So, this is MY baby.” Dean smirked proudly at his car. You were really impressed and didn’t try to hide it. “Nice wheels, dude.” You grinned and walked around it admiring the view. Dean slightly punched his brother’s shoulder and smiled widely. “I think this chick has a good taste”
In the end – they took you to their place. Dean even suggested helping you with the entire fixing thing. Even if you refused you needed a place where you could do all the repairing so you accepted to call him if you need some details or something. And you really knew that you definitely could use some details for your beloved engine. And besides, the thought about safe place where you could get some rest and fix your baby was really attempting. When you finally arrived to bunker – guys helped you to take your motorbike to safe place and showed you the way to a “guest” room. You thanked them and said your goodnights. After you shut the door you dropped your things beside bed. You did get a bit of sleep on the road but being in a car for whole 24 hours was not for you. You felt even more tired than before. Guess you just weren’t used to drive with a car for so long. After a hot shower you dressed your panties and a short blouse and finally felled on your bed. When only a few minutes passed you were defeated by thirstiness and now you were walking to a kitchen for a glass of cool water. When you were about to leave back to your room you almost bumped into hard Dean’s chest. It was a bit unexpected. “I didn’t think I would meet you here.” You half smiled at him. “Yea. Me too.” He scanned your body with greedy green eyes. Dean was about to say something but you stopped him already knowing what he wanted to tell you. “Sorry Dean. You are just not my type.” You took a sip from your glass while looking straight to his eyes and left him alone. At the same time you walked to your room with a wide and cocky smile on your face. You really loved how you left him speechless. That will bring you some good night dreams.
Part two here.
Dean: Miss me already, my sweet, little Y/N?
Imagine being younger Bela’s sister but not knowing anything about supernatural stuff.
“Are you alright?” tall man questioned and looked at you with concern. His friend was finally finishing punching a man that tried to hurt you and now was walking towards you two. You only nodded silently because of all that shock that you felt a few moments ago. “The hell are you doing here? Aren’t you too young to be alone at place like this?!” You were about to open your mouth for explanation but you saw Bela and ran straight to her while trying to hold back your tears. “What happened?” she looked confused. “Bela Talbot. I can’t believe it.” Both man stood right behind you. Now you looked confused. “You know each other?” “You can say so.” she smiled cocky while looking at guys that saved you. “What did you do to my sister?” it took only a second to change her mood. “Your SISTER?!” both of them looked socked. “They saved me from drunken man.” You whispered. Bela’s eyebrows furrowed. For a few seconds she was looking at you and thinking about something. “Are you sure?” she said as she couldn’t believe what you just said. “Yes.” you nodded in agreement. She took a deep breath. “Thank you.” She said to boys and took your hand so you can finally leave this nasty place. “See you later – Winchesters.” You thanked them silently once more and left bar with your sister. “Who are they?” you asked when you were driving to your motel room. “Trouble darling, trouble.” Was the only answer that you got.
Just a little thing that made my day
Today I worked with a man who loked like Gabriel, just a bit older. And he was so cute and charming doing all tihis funny things. :D And I even helped him to do some mischief. I hope I will meet him again soon. :D
Dean: Do you have any other ideas?
Sam: Yes! To wake her up and ask what she is doing in our car!
Dean: Then you do it.
Sam: Why me? It's your car. *wrinkles his nose*
Dean: And a minute ago you said it was OUR car. *he glares at his younger brother*