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Hospitals Suck

“Dean, I think we are gonna need back up for this one,” you state as you look at the house, it was full of five werewolves and two humans in the process of being turned.

“We are going to be fine, besides we both have Angel Blades, and guns filled will silver bullets,” Dean reassures you before he gives you signal to move in.

“I’m still not sure Dean, that is a house full of werewolves. I think we should wait and call for two other hunters,” you state before you make a move to go to the house.

“Y/n, it is going to be fine. We are both capable hunters, this hunt is going to go off without a problem,” he gives you a quick peck on the lips before before moving in, forcing you to follow him.

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You fire your gun, hoping that it hit your mark before turning and slicing the head off of a werewolf that had tried to sneak up behind you. Across the room Dean was trying to fight off two werewolves, both of which seemed to be getting the upper hand. You were about to run over and help him when you got pounced on from behind, on instinct you put your hands out to break your fall.

As soon as you hit the ground a sickening crack comes from your right wrist. Screaming at the pain, you quickly turn yourself over and try to get your Angel Blade between you and the monster, unfortunately the werewolf was faster and before you could make a move he slashed at your stomach. Before you had the chance to scream the werewolf dropped dead on the ground next to you.

“Y/n, can you hear me?” Dean shouts worriedly, as he sees your pained eyes and the blood seeping out of the large gashes on your stomach.

“Werewolves,” you mutter hoping Dean would know what you mean,

“There all dead, that was the last one,” Dean looks at you with worried eyes as he starts to pick you up, trying to be gentle. “We need to get you to a hospital. I saw-” the hunter starts but you interrupt him.

“NO!” you try to shout, but it came out more like a loud gasp. “No hospitals, I can’t stand hospitals,” you whisper weakly, eyes starting to become unfocused from the pain.

“I don’t care Y/n, if you don’t go to a hospital then you are going to die of blood lose,” the older Winchester’s lips tighten at the thought of you dying, as he takes you out to the Impala and lays you down in the front seat with your head on his bloody lap.

“You can just patch me up,” you insist weakly.

“Unfortunately, I don’t have enough expertise to patch up something this big. You need to go to a hospital,” Dean states firmly as he zooms out of the houses driveway and starts towards town.

“No, hospitals,” you mutter, you could feel a little blood come out of the corner of your mouth before your eyes start to close from blood lose

“Sorry Y/n, I’m doing this for you own good, I can’t lose you” you could hear Dean mutter before your eyes closed, shoving you into, what seemed like, an everlasting darkness.

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“We have closed the large wolf gashes, now that her heart rate has stabilized. She should be ok,” a strange voice says before you hear some paper crinkling and Dean’s voice.

“Thanks, when do you think she will wake up,” you hear Dean’s voice state.

“It’s hard to say, but it should be soon,” the first voice states, suddenly you smell a strong scent of disinfectant, as soon as the scent registers in your brain you immediately know where you are. “You have been here a while, I think you should get some air, she won’t be waking up for a while. I gave her a strong sedative,” the first voice adds.

There is a pause before Dean answers, “Ok,” Just then the door opens then closes, signifying that a person was leaving the room. Slowly you open your eyes and see a white ceiling, your eyes widen at the sound of the heart monitors steady beat. Suddenly the monitor starts to beat faster. As soon as the monitor starts to beat rapidly footsteps approach the bed and see strangers face appear over your bed.

“AHHHHHH. Get away from me!” you shout as you scramble out of the bed and hit the floor with a loud thump. Looking around franticly for anything that could pass as a weapon, seeing an empty syringe on the table you move swiftly across the floor and grab it and hold it in front of you like a weapon.

“Hey, it’s ok. I’m not going to hurt you,” the man, who you assumed was a doctor since he had a stethoscope, slowly approaches you with his hands out, showing that he wasn’t going to hurt you.

“Stay away from me,” You shout franticly holding the syringe in front of you like it was a knife. The doctor looks at your stomach and his eyes widen and he slowly backs away before disappearing out of the room.

As soon as the doctor leaves you realize that your left hand, the one not holding the syringe, was hugging your stomach. Taking it away you realize that it was covered in blood, looking down you saw that your hospital gown was covered in blood and as soon as your brain processes what you saw an agonizing pain suddenly hit you from your stomach. Gasping in pain you bend over, trying to put pressure on the wound.

Grabbing the thin sheet from your bed you put it against the wound, trying to slow the blood flow. Just as you put the sheet against the wound the door opened again. The instant the door opened you held the syringe out in front of you in a defensive position. To your surprise Dean walked through the door instead of the doctor. At seeing Dean instead of the doctor you instantaneously relaxed and dropped the needle.

“Y/n,” Dean states as he hears the sound of the needle drop. He follows the sound and sees you huddled in the corner of the room with a sheet, that was starting to have small blood splotches on it, tucked close to your stomach. “What happened, you pulled your stitches,” He says, rushing over to you and helping you onto the bed.

“I told you I didn’t like hospitals,” You retort as Dean removes the sheet to take a look at the stitches that had broken. When he sees the bloody wound his face becomes blank, but you knew that he was riddled with guilt.

“Well you were about to die, I wasn’t about to let that happen,” Dean says back, before he puts the sheet back where it was. “Keep pressure on the wound, I’ll be back,”

“Wow, wait, where are you going,” you state in alarm.

“I need to get the doctor so he can stitch you back up,” he replies

“Why can’t you do it,” You question, not wanting the doctor to be close to you with you being unconscious.

“I don’t know if that is allowed,” he replies slowly, “But I can ask,” Dean sighs at you pleading look, as he walks out of the room. As Dean talks to the doctor you can hear the low murmur of their voices from the hall way.

Finally Dean comes back into the room, the doctor close behind him. You tense when the doctor comes into the room, you gaze on him the hole time.

“Y/n,” Dean starts, your eyes snap over to him and you relax a little with the knowledge Dean was hear with you. “Doctor Travis has agreed to let me stitch you up, but he has to be in the room,” your eyes flick over to Doctor Travis as Dean says his name. “Is that okay with you Y/n?” Dean adds after a second.

“Yea,” you reply hesitantly. Dean nods before Doctor Travis makes the necessary arrangements for your stitches to be put back.

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“Dean,” you mutter trying to find your way out of the darkness that was suffocating you,

“I’m right here Y/n,” you hear Dean’s voice state close by. You felt a warm hand holding yours and you slowly opened your eyes to see Dean next to you with your hand between both of his.

“Your mean,” you mutter, feeling loopy and light as a cloud, with a drunken grin on your lips.

“Why am I mean?” Dean questions, interested in how you are going to react to the pain medication.

“You took me to a hospital!” You pout, looking at Dean from beneath your lashes. “I hate hospitals,” Dean chuckles lightly at the odd expression on your face before telling you to go back to sleep. As soon as the words are out of his mouth you drift back into the darkness.

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 “How long till we can leave the hospital,” You murmur, relaxing into the bed. Now that your stitches had been put back you assumed you would be able to leave soon..

“The doctor says it will be a few days, he apparently needs to make sure that the stitches I did wouldn’t get infected,” he says. The two of you were quiet for a second. “I’m sorry,” Dean mutters.

“What?” you question, shocked that he would be saying he was sorry.

“I said I’m sorry,” he says again, just as quietly.

“What are you sorry for?” You question, confusion lining your voice.

“I’m the reason you got hurt,” he says, clearly getting upset, “You wanted to get back up for the hunt, but I didn’t think the werewolves would be that hard to fight. So I’m sorry Y/n,” Dean rants, at the end there were unshed tears in his eyes. Slowly you reach up and hug him.

“It’s okay Dean,” you whisper in his ear as the two of you hug. After letting him go you scoot over on the narrow bed. “Come here,” you pat the space next to you, “You look like you need some sleep,”

Ever so slowly he lays on the bed next to you, careful not to touch your wounded stomach. Resting his head on your shoulder he quickly falls to sleep.

  (Hay guys! I am sorry that I haven’t posted in a while, I have been really busy . Anyway I hope you like it –Megan)

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Wings

  You cross your arms in front of you as you watch Cas pace across the room in frustration.

“Why did you do it?” Cas questions as he stops pacing, even though his back was to you you could hear him clear as day.

“I don’t care if the Winchesters hate me for the rest of time, if I hadn’t done it then horrors beyond even your imagination would have swarmed the Earth,” you growl at his ungratefulness.

“The Winchester is another matter. What you did to them was unforgivable,” the other angel objects, not commenting about the horrors beyond his imagination.

“I did what you lacked the strength to do! If you would stop thinking about how you can save Dean Winchester then you would have seen that by saving him you would be condemning the human race,” You shout, tired of Cas bashing you for what you did to save the Earth, at your words Cas jerks around, a look of fury on his face. You could tell that his wings were close to coming out for his eyes were glowing an electric blue.

“I didn’t lack the strength to do anything! By mixing Death and Dean’s blood you made it so the mark would never be able to leave Dean’s arm. It is because of angels like you that hunters think we are evil,” Cas seethes. Suddenly you could feel your wings pushing to come out.

“No, it’s not my fault that you didn’t listen to what I told you. The reason that the angels are so dedicated to killing humanity is because you have made them a bigger priority then your brothers and sister,” you fume. As soon as the words left your mouth Cas’ wings sprouted out of his back and extended out till they took up half of the room and went half way to the ceiling.

Once Castiel’s wings had come out you let yours fly out from your back and fully extend so they were touching the top of the ceiling and the edge of the walls. The other angels eyes widened as he took in the size of your wings, which were twice as large as his. But he quickly masks his surprise by making his face blank.

“The mark-” Cas starts, his wings still out so his voice twice as deep, but you interrupt him.

“-would have drained the life out of Dean Winchester, making him a demon forever,” He frowns at your information, not liking what you just told him. “By mixing Dean’s and Death’s blood I saved his life. You and Sam Winchester were the ones that condemned him with your actions,” you reply, your voice getting a little softer, since you were getting close to putting your wings back.

“You said that the mark was gone and Dean was dead,” Cas states, also getting ready to put his wings back.

“No, I said that the mark would not affect him anymore and that the old Dean was dead,” you correct before putting your wings back. When Cas sees that you had your wings in he put his in to.

“Why didn’t you stay to explain what was going on?” Cas questions, still mad, but much calmer. “You mixed the blood then vanished without explanation for two months,”

“I was pulled back to Heaven when the angels in charge figured out what I was doing, I could barely hang on long enough to finish the procedure. They put me in jail, I broke out,”

“For these last two months Sam has been mourning his brother’s death,” Cas frowns, anger clear in his voice. “We waited for you to come back. Finally after a month and a half we finally buried him,”

“Wait, you did what?!” you exclaim, shocked at what you thought Cas said.

“We buried him, we thought that he was dead!” he replied, a little bashful that he and Sam buried Dean when he was still alive. “In our defense he didn’t have a pulse,” Cas added after a second.

“Of course he didn’t! his blood was mixed with Death’s,” you clarify “Come on, we need to get Dean out of the grave so he won’t suffocate when he wakes up,” you sigh before walking out of the room with Cas close behind you.

  (I know this is kinda last season, but I really liked it, so I hope you liked it to. I know that I haven’t posted in forever, but I will get another one up as soon as possible. –Megan)

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Sorry

Hay guys, I am sorry that I haven't posted in a while. I just got back from camp and I haven't had any inspiration to write, but I will get the next one shot out to you guys as soon as I can.

-Megan

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Sleepy Research

“How do you like researching so much?” Dean questions frustrated with all the reading he had been doing.

“I don’t know. I guess I have always just liked reading and getting information,” you shrug as you yawn, flip the page of the book that you had been researching. Your eyes start to droop close and the words on the page blur together.

“It’s insane. Not even Sammy reads that much!” Dean exclaims before slamming the book in front of him shut. Your eyes jerk open at the sudden noise and you look at the older Winchester. He opened his mouth to say something, but when you heard the book slam shut you glare at Dean.

“Hay, don’t slam the book. Books are the best weapons in the world. Respect that,” you harden your glare as you say the last words.

“If there was a fight between someone with a book and no knife and a person with a knife and no book, I think the person with the knife would win,” Dean rolls his eyes with exasperation.

“I don’t agree,” you start suddenly becoming more awake, “On one hand the person with the knife has no knowledge he has no idea how to kill whatever he’s facing, therefore he might get in a few hits before he gets killed. On the other hand the person with the book may have no knife, but he knows how to kill the thing he is fighting. He can get the resources and kill the thing, no knife needed,” you smirk at Deans shocked face before turning around,” you might want to close your mouth before bugs start to fly in there,” you add before you hear Dean storm off to another part of the hotel room, muttering as he went.

“I see you have managed to infuriate Dean….Again,” Sam stays as he walks into the room and sits next to you and places a burger in front of you. “Here is your dinner,” Sam adds. You absently nod, not taking your eyes off of the book as you blink, trying to get the words on the page to stay still.

“Thanks,” you mutter ignoring the food, as you feel Sam put his arm around you and turn your body so that you were facing him.

“Y/n, you have been sitting here for over four hours. It’s like ten o’clock I think you should eat something and go to sleep,” Sam suggests giving you a worried look.

“I’m fine Sam. I just want to figure out what it is that we are hunting, I can stay up for a few more hours,” you say failing to hold back a yawn.

“No you’re not,” Sam was about to keep arguing, but stopped when he saw the determined look on your face. “Well if you are determined to stay up, I’m gonna get us some coffee,” With that Sam walks out of the room and to the kitchen a few steps away. Yawning you prop your head up on your hands and stare at the book, not even reading the words; slowly your eyes start to slip close until you fall asleep.

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“One sugar and two cream,” Sam muttered as he pours the sweeteners in the coffee and stir it. Grabbing his and your cup he walks into the room that you’re researching in. He sighs with a smile when he sees you sleeping on the table, the book under your arm. Sam gently sets the coffee down on the table before soundlessly walking toward you before picking you up bridal style and walking you toward the bed.

“Sam, I need to research some more. I haven’t figured out what were hunting yet,” you mutter as you curl closer to Sam obviously not wanting to go back to researching.

“You can do more tomorrow, just rest for tonight,” Sam replies as he gently sets you on the bed before lying down next to you, the sound of your breathing lulling him to sleep.

  (I just got this idea from an episode and I wanted to write it. Hope you enjoy it! –Megan J)

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What the Heck is FOB?

  “Why do you always listen to classic rock? Don’t you ever get tired of it?” you question as you drive with Dean to get groceries for the Bunker.

“Because its good, and no I don’t get tired of it,” he replies.

“Would you consider trying some other type of music?” You question slyly.

“No, I don’t want to listen to that now a day crap that plays on the radio,”

“Ok, I’ll tell you what if you listen to one song from my favorite band and don’t like it I will do all of your researching for the next hunt,” you propose. Dean smirks a little at that.

“Make it the next two hunts and you have a deal,” he counter offers.

“I’ll give you the deal if you like the music we listen to it for the whole way back to the bunker,” you counter offer his counter offer.

“You have a deal,” Dean states before turning up his music.

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“You didn’t forget the pie right?” Dean questions as you come back from the bakery section.

“No I did not forget the pie. I got cherry, apple, and black berry cobbler,” You state gently placing the pies and cobbler in the cart.

“Cobbler isn’t really pie, you know that right?” Dean says looking at you skeptically.

“The cobbler isn’t for you, it’s for me. I got it for a pre celebration for me winning the bet,” you state smiling at him as you take the cart and walk down the aisles to make sure that you didn’t forget anything.

“Why would you need cobbler? Pie is the best thing ever!” Dean states confidently as the two of you walk toward the register.

“I just don’t like pie, so I eat cobbler instead,” you defend. Dean gasps, looking over at him you see that he has a shocked and horrified expression on his face. “What, not everyone likes pie,” you state matter a fact. By the time you had finished checking out and was walking out to the Impala, Dean was still staring at you with a shocked face, the horrification had disappearing. “If you keep looking like that I’m gonna end up thinking that you like me,” you state as you start to load the groceries into the back of the car. As soon as his brain comprehended what you said he went back to his normal, guarded, facial expression.

“Sorry it’s just that I am shocked that you didn’t like pie. I thought everyone liked pie,” he was still in slight shock, but at least he wasn’t staring at you anymore.

“Lets get all the groceries are in the car,” you state closing the back door and climbing into the front passenger seat. You sit patiently as you wait for Dean to get in the driver’s seat of the car. He was about to put on one of his tapes when you stopped him, “You remember our bet, we get to listen to one of my songs, and if you like it we listen to the band the whole way home,” you state with a smirk as you take the tape from Dean and plug in your phone through the aux cord.

Scrolling down your list of artists you make it to the F’s and click on your favorite artist, then your favorite song.

“This is The Mighty Fall by F.O.B,” you state as you start to play your favorite song.

“What the heck does F.O.B mean?” Dean states confused by the acronym you used.

“It stands for Fall Out Boy,” you reply as the music starts. Dean scoffs as he hears the first few seconds before he hears the guitar come in; immediately the scoff is wiped off his face. You on the other hand was beating your hands against your leg with the beat while passionately mouthing the words along with the singer.

Once the song was over you paused the music so you could ask Dean what he thought about the song. You looked over at him and saw that he was keeping his face blank.

“So, what did you think?” you question after a few seconds. You start to get a little worried, not knowing what Dean was thinking.

“I think that was a good song,” Dean mumbles, your eyes widen in surprise at his answer.

“I’m sorry I didn’t hear what you said, can you please say it a little louder,” you question a grin on your face.

“I think that was a good song,” Dean states a little louder this time, the grin on your face widening

“One more time, but just a little louder,” you request knowing that Dean was getting annoyed.

“I think that was a good song,” Dean states a hint of anger in his voice.

“So I won the bet, that cobbler was well bought,” You state the grin still decorating your face. “So now we get to listen to my music the rest of the way home,” You were giddy as you find the next song to play.

“Why do you call them F.O.B?” Dean asks as you were looking on your phone for the song.

“Well F.O.B is the first letter in the band name. So F for Fall, O for Out, and B for Boy,” you reply as you press play on Save Rock and Roll.

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You had finally gotten home from shopping and after all the groceries were unpacked you grabbed your celebratory cobbler.

“What’s with the cobbler?” Sam questions as he walks into the kitchen, seeing Dean putting groceries away and you leaning against the counter eating a cobbler.

“Oh I’m celebrating,” you reply smirking at your cobbler.

“Okay, what are you celebrating,” He replies giving you and Dean an odd look.

“Well,” You start setting your cobbler on the counter, “I am celebrating Dean finding-”

“I found my favorite flavor of pie,” Dean cuts in before you could finish your sentence. Glaring at Dean you were about to correct him, but before you could get a word out of your mouth Sam started talking.

“Okayyyy, I was just coming to get myself some dinner,” He says as he makes a quick sandwich before immediately leaving the room.

“What was that Dean, you totally lied to Sam!” You exclaim as you pick your cobbler back up and continue eating it.

“It goes against everything I have told Sam that Rock and Roll is the only music that I listen to. If he found out he would want to be playing other kinds of that new crap,” Dean explains.

“Umm, as I remember you liked the songs I played for you in the car. Especially Save Rock and Roll,” You defend.

“Okay, I agree with you. I like that band Fall Out Boy, but I’m just saying that Sam doesn’t have to do know about it,”

“Fine,” With that you finish the cobbler and go to practice your aim in the shooting range.

Later in the Week

“Y/n, are you ready to go?” Dean questions as he pokes his head into your room.

“Yup, lets go,” you reply as you walk out of the room and follow Dean to the Impala. Getting in the back, you try to contain hold back the smirk that was trying to slide onto your face. As soon as Dean turns on the car, Alone Together by Fall Out Boy starts to play. For a second Dean just nods along to the song and sings the lyrics under his breath, but once he realizes that Sam was in the car he turned off the music and glared at you through the mirror.

“What was that?” Sam questions looking between you and Dean.

“Dean likes a new band,” you reply, before Dean could answer.

“Really? What band is it,”

“Fall Out Boy. I won a bet and that is why I was celebrating a few days ago with the cobbler,” Dean was scowling at you know, but you ignored him.

“Oh, cool. Dean if you want to play that I’m cool with it,” Sam says, not acting surprised at all. When Dean didn’t make a move to turn the music on Sam sighed, “It doesn’t matter what I think driver picks the music and shotgun shuts his cake hole remember?” Sam adds.

“Fine,” Dean grumbles as he turns the song back on and we start to drive to the hunt.

“Why aren’t you more surprised?” You question

“I heard the two of you talk about it in the kitchen a few days ago. The conversation wasn’t all that quiet,” Sam replies.

  (I recently got into Fall Out Boy this week and I wanted to do a one shot about it. So here it is. FOB is a really good band I think you all should listen to some of their songs, but if you don’t want to you don’t have to. I just really like them, besides their lead singer , Patrick, is really good looking- Megan)

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It’s My Last Chance to Say It

This one shot was requested by ouatandsupernatural -->http://ouatandsupernatural.tumblr.com/

 “Hay I’m going on a date with Kyle, I’ll be back in a few hours,” you shout to the bunker as you walk toward the door. You were about to walk out the door when you saw Sam walk into the Library.

“Have a good time Y/n,” Sam says giving you a small smile. Your heart beat skyrocketed when you saw his smile.

“Thanks,” you smile back before walking out the door and to the garage. Once the door was closed you leaned against it with a small smile on your face. You had it bad for Sam Winchester, you had no idea why he didn’t notice. You were always staring at him and watching everything he was doing. You knew for a fact that Dean knew, whenever Sam would do something like change his shirt in front of you he would look in your direction and smirk at the blush on your face.

Sighing you walk to your car and drive to the clearing that you always went to when you told the boys you were going out with Kyle. He wasn’t real, you made him up to make Sam jealous, obviously since you weren’t going out with Sam yet, it hadn’t worked. Whenever you talked to Dean about it he assured you that Sam like you back.

Finally you had made it to the clearing, going to the trunk of your car you take out a blanket, small basket filled with food and other things, and your phone. Placing the blanket in the middle of the clearing you lay it down and plop down on it. Pulling out your phone you immediately go to music and play your favorite songs.

Once the music starts to play you go to Tumblr and start to look at your dashboard. You were half way through the time you normally spend when you hear a car drive up to the clearing. As soon as you hear the tires you shut the music off and grab your gun. Crouching behind your car you wait for the person to get out of their car, before doing anything.

“Y/n?” Sam shouts. Standing up from behind your car you look at him confused at why he was here.

“What are you doing here Sam?” You question, confusion showing in your face.

“I.. umm. Honestly I don’t know. I just knew that I wanted to be with you tonight,” He replies stepping closer to the car.

“Oh,” you reply surprised at his answer, “Umm, well Kyle should be here soon,” You state, and immediately regret it when you see the Sam’s hurt face.

“You left the Bunker like an hour ago. If he still isn’t here, than I don’t think that he’s gonna come,” Sam points out. Sighing you toss the gun in your car and motion for Sam to follow you to the blanket. The two of you stayed out her for a while, joking around and talking about regular stuff, not like what the best way to kill a vamp was, like what our favorite food was and other things like that.

“Umm, Y/n there is something I need to tell you,” Sam says out of the blue, the funny light mood was gone, and a more serious one took its place.

“Yea,”

“I umm, I don’t say this every day, umm,”

“Sam, what is it?” you smile gently, “You know you can tell me anything,”

He mutters, moving a little closer to you. You could see him glancing at your lips, smiling you move a little closer to him. You were about to say something, but before you could get any words out Sam crushed his lips to yours.  By the time you finished the both of you were breathing hard. He glanced toward the woods for a second and cringed as if he heard something that sounded bad.

“Sam, what’s wrong?” You question noticing his worried glance at the wood. Then you heard it, Hellhound. “Sam, what did you do?” You growl, before trying to get up and go to the car to grab a weapon, before you could move Sam grabbed your wrist.

“I did what I wanted, and I don’t regret my decision one bit,” Sam says, tears glistening in his eyes. “I got to spend my last night with you,” he smiles at you lightly before looking out to the woods again.

“Sam, I don’t want you to go!” You sob as you clutch on to his jacket. “I love you,”

“I suppose if it’s my last chance to say it y/f/n y/l/n I-” before he could finish his sentence blood started to pour out of his chest and he screamed. His body was dragged a few feet away from you as the mutts finished him off. You covered your eyes the whole time, not wanting to see the love of your life die. As Sam took his last breath, the color started to drain out of everything. Leaving your world black and white.

  (This is probably not what you were thinking when you requested that one shot. I incorporated some Doctor Who in there. I hope you all liked it. I feel evil. Muahahahaha!!!! –Megan)

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Hi! Could you possibly write a SamxReader one shot where Sam tells the reader he loves them for the first time? If you could, that would be amazing, but if not, it's okay

I would love to do that!

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Hi, can I request a one shot? :3

Yes!!

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One Shot Help

Ok, guys I have a problem. I am writing a one shot that has turned out to be pretty long, like 15 pages (6,363 words) or more. I wanted to know if you all wanted me to post it in one big chunk or in parts. so please message me and let me know how you want the one shot. I am almost done with it.

Thanks-Megan

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Supernatural Parody by: The Hillywood Show

Just a few of my favorite Supernatural characters.

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Thunder and Rain

  BOOM! you hear thunder crackly through the sky as you lounge around the bunker as you read your newest book series obsession, the Wheel of Time, with Cas in the Library helping your brothers ,Sam and Dean, on a hunt. As soon as you hear the thunder you set down your book with a smile.

“Hey, I’m going to go outside,” You declare as you peak your head in the Library.

“Ok, be careful Y/n,” Dean replies, glancing over at you just in time to see you walk out of the bunker door.

“Why is Y/n going outside during a thunderstorm,” Cas questions as he watches you go out the door and into the rain.

“It’s one of the things that she likes to do. You can go out there too if you want,” Dean says, now looking at Cas with a smirk on his face. Sam on the other hand was fully engrossed with his computer, not even blinking as Dean and Cas talked. With a nod and the sound of wings flapping, Cas was out of the bunker.

“I’m gonna get some beer,” Dean states as he gets up from his seat. Sam on the other hand hadn’t even mover. “Sam,” Dean says, “Sam, Sammy,” Dean exclaims, Immediately Sam looks up,

“Yea,” Sam replies, Dean rolls his eyes.

“Do you want a beer,”

“Sure,” With that Sam goes back to researching, not even noticing that Cas was no longer in the bunker.

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Cas appeared right outside of the bunker door. Looking around he doesn’t see you so he starts to walk around, not even affected by the rain pouring down on him. He walks around the corner of the bunker and sees a large field with wild flowers all around. In the middle of the field he sees you laying on the grass ,with no shelter from the pouring rain, staring up at the sky, watching the thunder and lighting.

“Hey Y/n,” Cas says once he had gotten with in hearing distance of you. You looked over at the angel, who’s hair was laying flat on his head from the rain.

“Hey,” You reply with a smile.

“What are you doing?”

“Oh, I’m watching the lighting,” you reply as another bolt flashes through the sky,” do you want to stay with me and watch the lighting?”

“Yes,” Cas answers as he lays down next to you, but not touching you. Slowly you move over so that your arms were touching. Slowly he put his arm around you and pulled you closer to him. Smiling at the sky you put your head on his chest and your arm around his stomach. “Uhh, you know that in Heaven the angels used to call lightning God’s fireworks,” Cas murmurs as his hand gently runs up and down your back.

“That’s cool,” You murmur back, lighting flashes through the sky, and the rain lessens. Looking up at the angel you see that he was looking down at you. Ever so slowly you lean up, but before you and Cas could kiss you hear a voice.

“Hey! Dean just finished making lunch, come on in and get it!” Sam shouts from the edge of the clearing.

“Ok, we’ll be there in a minute,” You call back with a groan.

“Come over and we can all go in together,” Sam replies, obviously not wanting you and Cas to kiss. Sighing you curse how overprotective your older brothers were. Getting up off the ground you watch as Cas gets up after you, carefully you move your hand you that your hand was lightly holding his. Since he didn’t move away you grasped his hand a lightly tighter. Smiling at the ground you walk past Sam and into the bunker with Cas’ hand in yours.

  (Hey, I’m sorry this one is short, but I hope you liked this one. –Megan)

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Unlikely Savior Part 3

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  You look at Castiel with shocked expression.

“It is rare that an angel will find their soul mate. It has only happened to a handful of angel that I have heard of,” the angel explains in a hurry with a worried expression,” But I have never heard it happen with a human before,”

“Don’t worry Cas, I’m not going to run out on you, I am just shocked that’s all,” you state as you grab his arm and hug it to your chest while putting your head on his shoulder. Immediately Cas relaxes at your words and action. Out of the corner of your eye you see something flutter. Looking behind Cas you see two big wings, that were in white with black splotches all over them. You gasp, and slowly reach out to touch Cas’ beautiful wings. As soon as your hand touches the soft feathers the angel shivers before he moves his wings around you, cocooning you in the soft feathers. “You have beautiful wings,” You mutter as you move your arms around Cas so that you are hugging him. You were standing like that for a minute before someone cleared their voice from behind you.

You jump away from Cas, blushing you look to see Sam standing looking awkwardly at you both.

“Hay, Dean’s back,” Sam states before turning back around and walking the way he came. Blushing you look up at Cas through your lashes and see him staring at you. Blushing harder you manage to stammer out

“Uhhh, w-we should go see Dean,” Cas nods before taking you hand in his and walking the way Sam went moments before.

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You and Cas walked into the kitchen to see Dean eating a hamburger. Looking at him you could tell that he was him again by how he didn’t look like he was going to kill anyone.

“Hay Dean how are you feeling?” you ask cautiously. He looks up and his eyes darken with anger when he looks at you.

“Fine,” He says before returning back to his food, making it obvious that he didn’t want to talk to you. Since you tried to kill him you could understand why he wouldn’t want to talk to you, so you didn’t try to talk to him again. As you lean against the counter you feel someone staring at you. Glancing around the room you saw that Cas was looking at you, blushing you look away from him and at the ground. All four of you sat there in an awkward silence with only the sound of Dean chewing.

“Whelp this is awkward I’m going to my room,” Dean states once he finishes his hamburger. All of you watch as he puts his plate in the sink and grabs a beer from the fridge before walking into the hallway and out of site.

“How is he doing?” Cas questions once Dean was out of the room.

“He isn’t a demon anymore,” Sam responds as he walks over to the fridge and pulls out two beers. He opens them both and takes a sip of one and hands the other one to you. “Now we just need to find a way to get rid of the mark without killing Dean,”

“I don’t think that is possible,” You state. Both of the men immediately look at you once they heard what you said.

“What do you mean Y/n,” Cas questions with a worried look on his face.

“Well,” You start as you start to nervously walk around the kitchen,” I used to know the person who previously had the mark,” You stay cautiously, hoping they would get the point without you having to further explain. Both Sam and Cas’ face’s were blank. You were just about to spell it out for them when suddenly both of their faces light up with understanding.

“So you knew Cain,” Sam states slowly, not sounding like he believed you. Reluctantly you nod

“Yea, it wasn’t very fortunate for my, but it could be very fortunate for you,” You pause to take a sip of your beer before continuing,” Cain took me in when I was a baby, it was at the end of  his killing spree and he had just murdered my family. He was about to leave the house when he heard a baby crying, me. He walked toward the sound and saw me laying on the ground by the table crying my eyes out. He was about to kill me when a vision over came him of when he and Colette were together before she was taken by Abadon. She had the most amazing news; she was pregnant with Cain’s child. When the flashback was over he couldn’t stand to kill me so he was able to partially stop his killing spree and take care of me,” By the time you were finished you bottle of beer was empty and you were leaning on the counter again. You looked at Sam and Cas and saw that both of them were staring at you with shock expressions.

“Are you serious?” Cas questioned.

“Of course I’m serious. I’m always serious,” You reply indigently.

“How would you being raised by Cain help up with Dean,” Sam questions, breaking into the conversation.

“Because since I grew up around Cain and the Mark I know everything there is to know about it,” you reply

“Ok so tell me how do we get rid of the Mark without killing Dean,” Sam questions

“Well lets think for a second. Cain had the mark for hundreds if not thousands of years right? Right, in all that time do you think that if Cain had found out a way to get rid of the Mark he would have done it years ago?” You question. “In all the time I have been with Cain he taught me many things about the Mark, and I came to the conclusion a long time ago that the only way to get rid of the Mark is for Dean to kill himself with the First Blade,”

“Are you sure that if we do this, and that is a big if, the Mark will stay gone forever?” Cas asks.

“No, it might return to Cain but I am not sure of that,”

“Is there any other way that you could think of?” Cas questions

“The only other thing that I could think of is to ask an angel that was there at the beginning. An angel perhaps,” you state of the top of your head. Turning to Cas you ask,” Do you know any angel that could help us?”

“Gadreel was there with Adam and Eve, but he is dead. The only other angel that I can think of that could know is Metatron, it is most unlikely that he would like to help us,” the angel replies.

“WHAT! Cas are you sure, I don’t want Dean near him. Metatron killed Dean, I don’t think Dean would want him around,” Sam states angrily.

“I am sorry Sam, but he is the only angel that can help us, all the other angels that were their were killed in battle,” Sam sighs at Cas’ response

“Fine, but I need to make sure it is ok with Dean,” with that Sam walks out of the room. You and Cas stand in silence for a few minutes, neither of you knowing what to do.

“I need to make a call, I’ll be right back,” You state once the silence got too much for you.

Walking out of the room you pull out your phone and scroll down your contact list until you find the name you want.

“Cain, I need to cash in a favor,”

  (I hope you all liked it, I know it is kind off short, but I hope you like it. Sorry for the wait-Megan)

[stephanie-likes]

Hilly Hindi out-dean-winchesters Jensen Ackles.

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[hillyhindi]

Love this gif set!  Thank you so much!  Sending you pies and free rides in the Impala! :)

[oneshots-casdeansam]

OMG!!!

[zlhat]

tastes like u only sweeter

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When I saw that I first saw the picture I first thought it said Cafe' de Fall Out Boy

[thehillywoodshow]

When you hear someone mention Supernatural Parody…

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make me choose: ↳ padfoot-s asked: Merlin annoying Arthur or and Arthur annoying Merlin.

[katiemcgrath]

I’d thought I knew what beauty was in women; but she’d surpassed all the language I had for it