Wayward Son

Heather reached over and kissed Dean gently, stroking his cheek, “Stop worrying…”

#Or not and we can just make it really really angsty without the death xD #I love his face xD He looks like a kid who just got told no

"S'impossible not to worry... Y'hear about plane crashes all the time on the news and stuff..." Dean nuzzled her hair, grip on the arm of the seat tightening when the plane took off.

"I love you too.." She nuzzled his neck and led him onto the plane and she sat down

#and then /somone/ dies because this is Supernatural xD

He swallowed, following her back and sitting beside her. Right... pretend you're not on a plane that can very well crash and--

Shit. That wasn't helping.

"Hey….I’ll be right beside you the whole time…and we’ll just..talk..okay?…nothing to worry about…" She smiled and kissed Dean’s cheek

#YES AND DEAN GETS WOUNDED #OR HEATHER IDK #BUT DEAN IS ALL SARCASTIC LIKE #'I TOLD YOU SO BUT YOU WOULDN'T LISTEN'

"But planes crash." He sighed, rubbing his nose against Heathers, and wrapping his arms around her waist. "I love y'..."

"What is it Dean?" She turned to the hunter and took both of his hands, "Something’s bugging you…"

#they're freaking adorable omg #<3 #And whoo xD

"It's nothin'..." He was a liar, and not a very good one either. "...............I'm just...... Afraid of flying," Dean admitted softly, rubbing his thumbs over the backs of her hands.

"You’re telling me you aren’t even the least bit worried?"

Heather sighed and shrugged, “No..not really…”

#owo #someone needs to take my laptop omg xD #Ooh! Ooh! Can they be going on a plane? :D

"But-- Heather--" He sighed, hanging his head in resignation and following after her.

"You're telling me you aren't even the least bit worried?"

#Take that however you wish #Aliiiiiiiiiciaaaaaaaa~

((*throws a sick Heather at Dean* take care of her she's your problem now.))

((Welp okay then.))

"Heather? You okay?"

Sam rolled his eyes, “Focus on the case Dean…I can’t be doing this by myself and have you staring at girls..” He shook his head and looked through the newspaper again.

Heather looked at the inside of the Impala, catching Dean’s eye, her breath hitched slightly and she shifted around, her wings knocking over a mailbox and she squeaked with surprise

"Oh, uh, right… Sorry, Sammy." He looked over at Sam, shaking his head. He sighed softly, blinking as he saw the girl’s wings. "Hey, man, that’s Heather!" Yup, now he felt like an idiot for not figuring it out sooner. He smirked, leaning out the window and waving her over. "Hey! Heather! Over here!"

Heather smiled and flew over to the Impala, a large smile on her lips, “D-Dean..”

Sam shook his head and chuckled, “You mean Heather? As in your first crush Heather?”

#Omg I'm laughing way too hard xD

"...yeah. That Heather. Shut up, Sammy." He blushed, scratching the back of his neck and grumbling. He smiled widely at Heather. "Hey... It's been a while." That was the understatement of the year. Brilliant, Dean.

Sam rolled his eyes, “Focus on the case Dean…I can’t be doing this by myself and have you staring at girls..” He shook his head and looked through the newspaper again.

Heather looked at the inside of the Impala, catching Dean’s eye, her breath hitched slightly and she shifted around, her wings knocking over a mailbox and she squeaked with surprise

"Oh, uh, right... Sorry, Sammy." He looked over at Sam, shaking his head. He sighed softly, blinking as he saw the girl's wings. "Hey, man, that's Heather!" Yup, now he felt like an idiot for not figuring it out sooner. He smirked, leaning out the window and waving her over. "Hey! Heather! Over here!"

#aww xD

Heather and Lucifer both flew down to the forest floor.

Lucifer smiled slightly at Dean and held out his hand, “My name is Lucifer…a fallen angel just like Heather…”

Heather looked at Dean and blinked, “Dean why are you here? Is something wrong?” She tilted her head

hunters-boy

"Nice t’ meet’cha, Lucifer…" He shook the other’s hand, looking over at Heather and flashing her an apologetic smile. "Yeah… Shit hit the fan with Dad…" He looked back up at Lucifer, then at Heather. He jumped when he heard his father’s gun go off, and looked at Lucifer again, half-panicked. "Will you keep her safe for me?… Dad’s gonna…" He leaned up and whispered in the other’s ear, not wanting to freak Heather out.

Lucifer nodded and smiled a bit slyly, “Yeah…of course I will…” He reached for Heather’s hand but she wrapped her arms around Dean.

"I love you so much…." She leaned up and kissed him deeply, "Until we meet again.." She stroked his cheek and Lucifer and her flew back to Hell.

Years passed since that night, and Heather finally returned to Dean, of course it was by accident, she had appeared near the Impala and saw Dean and Sam looking at a newspaper.

Sam sighed lightly, “Looks like this case got even more dangerous…” He leaned back and raised an eyebrow when Dean was eyeing a girl, “Dean focus.”

Dean wasn't paying attention (even moreso than usual), but he looked back at his brother when he nudged him. "Ow! What was that for??-- And what were you saying?" He sighed, looking at the newspaper, before looking back up at the girl. She kinda looked like Heather...

#oh dear lord Sammy xD

Heather leaned up and kissed him tenderly, stroking the hunter’s cheek lovingly

Dean smiled, wrapping one arm around her waist, his hand on her hip. His free hand reached up to tangle itself in her hair, and he kissed her back.

"Mm.." She grunted lightly and deepened the kiss, hands running up Dean’s chest

He grinned, pulling her down on top of him, pulling back when he heard someone clear their throat.

"Dean. Heather. Sammy."

Heather froze when she heard his voice and she turned around, “Lucifer….” She gulped

Sam jumped and his eyes widened, he sat up and didn’t take his eyes off the devil

#OH YES #IT'LL EVENTUALLY GET BETTER #YKNOW MAYBE

Satan grinned evilly, walking over to Heather and Dean. "My, my, pet-- such disobedience..."

"Stay. Away. From. Her." He spoke calmly, looking at Sam like 'toss me the damned Colt!'

Heather leaned up and kissed him tenderly, stroking the hunter’s cheek lovingly

Dean smiled, wrapping one arm around her waist, his hand on her hip. His free hand reached up to tangle itself in her hair, and he kissed her back.

"Mm.." She grunted lightly and deepened the kiss, hands running up Dean’s chest

#YES AND THEN DEAN HAS TO SAVE SAM AND HEATHER AND YES

He grinned, pulling her down on top of him, pulling back when he heard someone clear their throat.

"Dean. Heather. Sammy."

Heather leaned up and kissed him tenderly, stroking the hunter’s cheek lovingly

#yup xD #But I still like Sammy best #<3

Dean smiled, wrapping one arm around her waist, his hand on her hip. His free hand reached up to tangle itself in her hair, and he kissed her back.

"He told me…never to tell anyone…" She nuzzled Dean’s chest, rubbing his stomach as well, "Said..he would find me…and do worse…" She quivered again

He felt his stomach drop, in that way it did when you were about to jump off the swingset on a playground, or when you knew you were in trouble. His scowl deepened, and he held her back so she looked at him. “Look at me, dammit, Heather. He’s not going to hurt you ever again. I won’t let him.”

Heather felt herself blush and she nodded, “Y-yeah…I know Dean..” She gazed at him, “….I’m…really in love with you Dean Winchester…”

#I love my Dean so much. idk why xD

He blushed, pushing a piece of her hair behind her ear and smiling a bit. "I love you too, Heather."

"He told me…never to tell anyone…" She nuzzled Dean’s chest, rubbing his stomach as well, "Said..he would find me…and do worse…" She quivered again

#Yeah xD #I doubt even Luci could do that.

He felt his stomach drop, in that way it did when you were about to jump off the swingset on a playground, or when you knew you were in trouble. His scowl deepened, and he held her back so she looked at him. "Look at me, dammit, Heather. He's not going to hurt you ever again. I won't let him."

"Dean it’s not your fault…" He frowned and glared slightly at Dean, "Just…" He started then took a large sigh, "Just think it over before doin’ anything drastic kay?" He sighed and laid back down.

Heather whimpered in her sleep and clung to Dean tightly, “D-don’t hurt..m-me please Lucifer…d-did nothing wrong please…” She cried softly

"Wha’ever." Dean rolled his eyes, blinking when Heather clung to his waist. Ah, great… He sighed, running his fingers through her hair. "Ssssh, Heather… It’s okay… I’m here… It’s just a dream," he murmured, in a tone usually reserved for Sammy. He clenched a fist at his side when he caught what she’d said, scowling softly. Damn he hated Lucifer… He really did. He rubbed her back, tracing her spine. "Shh…"

She quivered and woke up screaming, hyperventilating and sobbing softly, when she saw Dean she calmed down, gulping down the sobs, trying to hide that it ever happened