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Trials Of Agent Winchester - Part 5

Summary: Agent Winchester life changes when a murder case turns out to be more than just a murder case. With his marriage life on the rocks and a huge case to solve is Dean ready to handle everything that's going to be thrown in his way?

Ship: Dean x Wife!reader

Characters: Dean, Y/N, Bobby John (OMC), Bobby, Sam, Jody, Crowley, other OCs

Warnings: angst, pre-smut, some fluff

WC: 2220

A/N: Let me know if you want to be tagged in the series. Divider by @firefly-graphics

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Dean's POV

Dean was quite excited to start his day. It was a day off and he gets to spend time with his brother and son. Although seeing Y/N may mess him up a little, he was determined to spend his day not worrying much about it.

He drove to Y/N's home where she is living with her father. After parking his car he noticed that his car had a flat tire. “Great” he sighed to himself. Y/N's father Bobby came out to receive him.

“Hey Dean, come in” he welcomed.

“Yeah but I need to change it first,” Dean said awkwardly, pointing to the flat tire.

“Don't worry about it, I'll tell my assistant to move it to the garage. He will take care of it. It's on the house.” Bobby assured him.

“Bobby I… you don't have to do that you know..” Dean said with an awkward smile.

“It's okay, Dean. The fight's between you and Y/N, not you and me. Come on, let's get you in. Bobby John is excited to see you.” Bobby said with a smile and guided him to the house.

“Daddy!” little Bobby John squealed with excitement and ran to him. He took him into his arms.

“Hey buddy,” Dean said and kissed his son's forehead. “What are you doing sitting here all by yourself? Where did mommy go?” Dean asked.

“Mommy told me to finish the fruit, she told me not to come out until I finished it. She said she would bake cookies when I came back. If I finish this” Bobby John answered innocently.

“Okay then, let's finish this,” Dean said and started to feed him. Bobby finally finished it and sat in front of the TV. “I'll see if the car has been fixed,” Dean said and rose to his feet. He made his way to the garage and saw his car being worked on. He noticed that the car tire was fixed, but he didn't understand why it was still being worked on. He tried to see what was going on and soon he noticed someone rolling their way from the car's bottom.

He was surprised to see who it was. “Y/N?” he said in surprise.

“Dean, hey,” she said awkwardly and rose to her feet. She was wearing a black tank top and military pants. She was covered a little in the grease.

“What are you doing?” he questioned her.

“Garth went to get some food, so I decided to fix this. I changed the tire and thought I should look at the other parts a little to see if they were all right. You can check for yourself to see if it's working” she suggested.

“Okay,” he said and took off his shirt. Y/N looked away from him. He checked the car for himself and noticed that everything was fine. He tried to get himself up but he couldn't, his feet got tangled in a rope nearby. Y/N was quick to help him, she immediately took off the rope and helped him to stand up. She fell into him as her hands got a little slippery. He immediately caught her.

His breath quickened and he noticed that her breath quickened too. He slowly took his hands off her. He wanted to push her against the Impala and kiss every square inch of her body as he did before. Even though he took his hands off her he noticed that Y/N was still staring at him. Her eyes fell on his lips and once she understood that Dean noticed her, she quickly looked away and tried to leave but she couldn't as Dean grabbed her arm and pulled her into him.

He pushed her against the car and pinned her hands against the car door. He eagerly started planting kisses all over her neck and face. “Dean we can't..” she softly whispered but didn't put up any fight.

“I don't care Y/N. I want this, I want you..” he softly whispered in her ear and bit her earlobe. One of his hands fell on her waist and the other one was holding her hands together above her head.

He eagerly pressed his lips against hers. After that, he took off the tank top she was wearing and started to leave a trail of kisses from her neck to her breast. He palmed her breasts with his hand through her bra and started grinding into her.

Dean traced her cleavage with his thumb and licked her neck. Once again he pressed his lips against hers and kissed her, knocking the air out of her lungs. However, he immediately stopped once he heard a familiar voice.

“Mommy! Daddy! I'm here, where are you?” Bobby John asked. Y/N and Dean quickly put on their clothes. Y/N straightened herself as Bobby John came in. “Mommy!” He ran to her and she picked him up.

“What are you doing here?” she asked Bobby.

“I finished all my fruit, Mommy,” he said with excitement.

“Good job, sweety.” Y/N kissed his cheek. Dean smiled at the picture in front of him, he wished he didn't ruin it the way he did.

Later Dean took his son with him and went to pick up his brother Sam from his office. “Bob!” Sam said with excitement as soon as he saw Bobby John.

“Sammy!” Bobby John was just as excited as his uncle to meet him. Sam gave him a fist bump and they talked in the back seat as Dean kept driving. He took them to an amusement park.

They enjoyed all the rides in it throughout the day and Dean never felt more relaxed although his mind kept dozing off to what he did to Y/N earlier. “Daddy, can I ride merry and go around, please..” Bobby John requested.

Dean let out a deep breath and looked around for Sam who was bringing ice creams for them. “You can buddy,” Dean said and took him for the ride. He stared at the merry-go-round while his son sat on it. Soon Sam joined him and brought the ice cream with him. They devoured it slowly as they kept an eye on Bobby John.

“So, Castiel told me about the fights with Crowley” Sam stated, breaking the silence between them. Dean didn't say anything and kept his silence. “I thought you only wanted his forgiveness, What happened to that? What made you turn the two of you this spiteful to each other?” Sam questioned.

“Nothing,” Dean answered bluntly.

“What do you mean nothing?” Sam questioned again.

“Did you have a brain stroke? Or have you forgotten how to speak English?” Dean said with anger.

Sam rolled his eyes at him “I just don't see why you have a problem with telling me what happened.” Dean didn't say anything and looked away from him. “You see things like these made you lose Y/N” Sam shot back. His expression quickly changed from anger to guilt as soon as he realized what he just said.

“What the fuck, did you just say?” Dean yelled as he moved close to his brother.

“I'm sorry, I-” Sam started apologizing but got interrupted.

“Uncle Sammy, where is my ice cream?” Bobby John asked, tugging at his brother's knee. Dean looked at his son.

“He forgot about it buddy, let's get you home. You need to sleep,” Dean replied and didn't let Sam say anything. He started walking and both Sam and Bobby John followed him.

“But daddy! I need ice cream” Bobby John complained. Dean ignored him and kept walking. “Daddy!!” the little boy screamed.

“Shut it, Bobby!” Dean stopped and yelled at his son. Tears started pooling from the little boy's eyes. He started crying in silence, his heart was filled with guilt after he realized what he had just done. He tried to pick him up but Sam did that before he could.

“Shhh... Bobby.. buddy... It's okay, it's okay” Sam said, patting his back and slowly rubbing to calm him down.

“Okay, give him to me Sam,” Dean said as he came close.

“No! I don't like you” Bobby said and hugged Sam tightly. Dean took a deep breath to keep himself a little calm. Sam noticed how distressed Dean was getting.

“Sit in the car Dean, I'll get back to you,” Sam suggested and Dean silently nodded. He sat in his car and started taking all his anger out on the steering wheel by punching it hard. He stopped and let out a breath. Soon Sam and Bobby John arrived. Bobby had ice cream in his hand.

“I'm sorry Daddy,” he said and gave a little chocolate to Dean after he sat in the car. Dean took it and pulled his son into a hug.

“I'm sorry buddy,” Dean said and kissed his cheek. “Wanna ride shotgun? Help daddy drive?” Dean asked and Bobby quickly said yes as he moved to the front seat.

“What? I grew up with you for twenty years, no shotgun for me and he stays with you for five years and he gets to ride shotgun!” Sam said dramatically. Dean didn't say anything and shared a laugh with his son.

He drove them to a restaurant to get their dinner. After finishing their dinner he started driving them back home. Bobby fell asleep in the front seat. Dean silently stared at him for a second. “Hey Dean” Sam called out and Dean looked at him through the rearview mirror.

“I'm sorry for what I said to you earlier, I didn't mean to,” Sam apologized.

“It's okay Sammy,” Dean reassured him.

“And also it's okay if you don't want to talk about it. I just didn't want you to keep anything from me,” Sam stated.

“It's okay, I get it,” Dean reassured him.

“But there's just one thing I want to ask. How are you doing with the whole divorce thing?” Sam questioned. Dean took a deep breath and after a while he finally replied.

“Honestly, I'm not okay but I have to say that I'm, to get through everything. I mean it's not like she doesn't love me, she does but it's just that she can't live with me anymore. I ruined everything with my own hands, Sammy.” tears pooled inside his eyes when he started talking about it.

“Dean..” Sam began but he couldn't say anything.

“He is the only good thing in my life now and when he said he doesn't like me it felt like someone stabbed me in the chest,” Dean said as he let all the tears out. Sam kept a hand on his shoulder and tried to comfort him.

“It's okay, Dean,” Sam tried to comfort his brother. Soon they arrived at his home and Dean tucked his son into bed. “I will sleep on the couch, Good night, De,” Sam said and let out a yawn.

“No, you can sleep in my room, I will sleep here next to Bobby” Dean stated.

“Okay, if you're sure” Sam shrugged and left. Dean turned the lights off and lay next to Bobby. He stared at his son for a second. People always keep telling him that he looks so much like him but if he looked close enough he looked more like Y/N. Of course, he has green eyes just like him but his facial structure is his mom's.

As he tried to sleep Sam's voice echoed in his head “What happened between you two?” he tossed around and tried to fall asleep. “I just don't see why you won't tell me what happened between you and Crowley” Dean sighed deeply and closed his eyes.

*Flashback*

*9 years ago*

Dean was recently promoted to special agent and a new case landed on his desk. He opened the file to see that it was a case about college students selling drugs. He kept studying it for more details, while he kept studying, he heard a soft thud and looked at the table to see a coffee cup. He looked up to see Crowley standing next to him.

“So, he finally sees. What are we working on, squirrel?” Crowley asked with a smile.

“Drug case involving college students” Dean replied and took a sip of his coffee.

“Interesting! Need my help?” Crowley offered.

“No, I'm good. I will ask you if I need it, thanks for the coffee though. Good way of reminding me that I didn't get your morning coffee,” Dean said and looked up at him.

“Well.. someone has to. What if I get too old and no one remembers to get me coffee,” Crowley said with sarcasm. Dean let out a laugh.

“You'll never be too old Crowley,” Dean stated.

“Thank you,” Crowley said and left.

Dean kept looking into the files and understood that he needed to start his investigation at St. Jake's University. He remembered Crowley mentioning before that his son studies there. For a second he was worried that Crowley's son was involved in this somehow but he just let that thought slide away.

*End of flashback*

Dean woke up with a jolt and looked around him. He let out a breath after seeing his son's tiny arm around his waist. Then he lay on the bed and drifted back to sleep.

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Series tag: @impalaslytherin

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Dude, that's where I eat my pie!

Summary: Dean walks in on you and Sam having sex on the dining table

Pairing: Sam x reader

Warnings: Smut, teasing, unprotected sex, cream pie, fondling, fingering, p in v

WC: 582

A/N: Divider by @firefly-graphics, porn with little plot

After your third orgasm hit you in the back of Impala you lost count of how many you had all day but still you enjoyed Sam playing with your clit and rubbing down there with his fingers under the blanket you two were sharing. The only way anyone can tell that you are being fingered under the blanket is through soft whimpers that are bleeding from your lips.

You three sat in front of the TV watching a random movie while trying to relax for the weekend in the bunker. Sam had a calm expression on his face, he almost looked like he was not doing anything to you under the blanket. You tried your best to not moan and kept biting on your lip.

“Okay, kids I'm getting sleepy. You two finish the movie and tell me how it was” Dean said while going to his room to take a nap.

“Yeah no, I think we are going to take a nap as well” Sam said as he finally removed his fingers from your pussy. He got up and followed Dean out of the room and you just kept walking behind Sam.

After Dean went to his bedroom. Sam immediately pushed you against a wall and held your hands up while his lips attacked yours. He bit on your bottom lip which made you whimper. After your lips parted, you pulled on his shirt.

“So, eager baby” he said with a smug look.

“Fuck you!” you yelled at him.

“What was that baby girl?” he asked and started rubbing against the fabric of your panties.

“I'm sorry Sam, please fuck me” you requested of him.

“Hmm.. But where should I fuck you? I'm getting a little bored of the bed, wall, the couch, and our study table” he commented while slowly taking off your top. He unbiased your bra and started fondling your breasts.

“Answer me baby girl” he said as a spank landed on one of your ass cheeks resulting in you mewling.

You looked around the bunker and saw the dining table in sight. You pointed at it with your eyes. “You want me to fuck you on that table? You want me to eat you out where we usually eat?” he asked. You nodded with a blush.

“Alright baby girl, if that's what you want” he said and carried you to the dining table.

Even though it has only been a few minutes since Sam started thrusting into you it felt like he has been in you for a long time now. You were all ready for him to cum deep inside of you while you lay there moaning. As he kept going faster you knew he was close.

You heard soft footsteps while he was still having his go, you wanted him to warn that Dean might come in here but you didn't want to stop him and by the time you could say something Sam was close to cum.

You watched with horror as you saw Dean noticing you two on the table and Dean face went wide while he watched you two fuck. You tried to warn Sam but now he already came inside you. Sam noticed where you were looking and he turned around to see Dean standing at the corner.

“Sam- Sammy-” he tried to say something but he was already out of words. “Dude, that's where I eat my pie!” Dean yelled, you almost forgot that Sam was still inside you.

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Trials Of Agent Winchester - Part 4

Ship: Dean x Wife! Reader

WC: 1590

Characters: Dean, reader, Castiel, Crowley, Jody, Bobby John (OC)

Warnings: Angst, Crowley being asshole, mention of murders, a little fluff?

A/N: A/N: Posting this series after a long hiatus but this series will be updated every week. Thanks to @msmarvelouswinchester for betaing this chapter. Thanks to @firefly-in-darkness for the dividers. Let me know if you want to be added to the tag list.

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Dean's POV

When he looked at the wallpaper of his phone as soon as he woke up, his heart ached a little bit. The photo has him, Y/N, and Bobby. It was taken on Bobby's first birthday by Sam.

He remembered that Sam would be arriving this weekend to see Bobby. It's been ages since Sam and Bobby spent some time together. As usual, he got ready for work and drove to the office.

Dean saw Y/N on his way to his building. It was awkward but Y/N casually smiled at him, which he returned. His chest tightened a little bit at her smile, She went to her building and he went to his.

Jody sent him all the details he asked for. He sat down at his desk and started to think about where he should start his investigation first. He got up from his desk and decided to discuss this case with his colleague Castiel.

Dean got out of his cabin to find Y/N coming to his floor. He assumed that she was here to talk to Jody, he went into Cas's cabin and watched her walking towards Jody's room.

Your POV

While going to your office in the morning. You found Dean getting out of his car. Your eyes met with him for a brief moment, it was awkward. You didn't know what to do, so you just flashed a smile at him and he returned it.

As soon as you went to your office, Jody called you to come and visit her regarding the case. And you did as you were told, your breath slowed when you reached the floor of Jody's office. You found Dean staring at you, you did your best to avoid his looks and went to Jody.

“Excuse me, Agent Mills,” You said softly knocking at her door.

“Yeah, Mrs. Winchester. Come in” You smiled politely and went in. You sat opposite her.

“So, why did you call me here?” you asked softly.

“It's about James Realm's case and the two murders that happened after that” Jody answered.

“Okay..” You replied and stared at her.

“Well..” Jody began but her words trailed off.

“Agent Mills, did you call me here about the case?” You questioned her softly. Her face fell after you asked her that.

“No..” She answered and looked at the floor.

“Is it because of Dean?” You asked her, which you knew would be right.

“Yes..” She replied with guilt. “Y/N, I think you should reconsider your decision. Not only for Bobby but also for you, I remember how deeply in love you two were. He is miserable right now, he is a mess without you Y/N” Jody said softly.

“And you think, I'm not miserable without him?” You asked her, she stood there in silence. “Jody, I'm in the phase where Dean has been right now for the past five years, you have no idea how hard it was for me to take this decision” you replied softly.

“Okay, just so you know Dean didn't ask me to do this I-” she began but you interrupted.

“I know and I appreciate that you're looking out for him,” You said as you raised from your chair.

“Okay, I'll let you get back to work,” She said with a smile which you returned. You turned around to leave but stopped when you started hearing some yells from outside. You turned around to look at Jody. You both walked out of the room to see what was going on.

Crowley was standing in front of Dean and Castiel was yelling some insults at Dean. You saw how angry it was making him, You quickly ran towards Dean and held his hand. He stared at you for a second and looked down and noticed that you held his hand. He stared into your eyes and it seemed to calm him down.

“What the hell is going on here?” Jody yelled.

“Nothing, it's just Crowley being Crowley. Trying to embarrass Dean but embarrassing himself in the process” Castiel answered.

“Can someone tell me what happened?” Jody questioned.

“I was just asking if I could have the case files he took from you to analyze but he is not giving them to me” Crowley replied.

“I said I will give them after a while because I'm not done yet, he got offended as usual and started yelling at me” Dean complained.

“Can't you keep it down? What are you twelve?” Jody asked with annoyance on her face.

“I'm trying to but he is not letting me,” Dean said as he moved forward to punch Crowley. You were quick to stop him by placing your hand on his chest. He stared into your eyes again and his breathing slowed.

“Okay, that's enough! Off to your cabins, both of you!” Jody yelled.

“But the files-” Crowley began but was interrupted by Jody.

“One more word and you'll be suspended for a week” She yelled out loud. Crowley walked into his cabin with anger evident on his face. Dean slightly pushed you and went into his cabin. You gave Jody a weak smile and returned to your office.

Dean's POV

When he was deeply in a conversation with his friend Castiel. Crowley burst through the door and asked for the case files. He tried to tell him that he needed more time to give them to him but he wasn't taking that. He was demanding him to give them.

Castiel asked him to get out and he did but started yelling insults at him after he got out. He walked out of the cabin and so did his friend to stop him from making any bad decisions. He suddenly felt a hand in his and looked to the side to see Y/N holding his hand. At that moment he forgot everything, he didn't care about Crowley, or the stupid case or anything. He just wanted to stand there holding her hand. However, he snapped back to reality when Jody yelled.

Crowley tried to make some excuse for his behavior but Jody wasn't taking that. Just looking at him made Dean want to punch him. When he tried to lunge forward Y/N placed her hand on his chest to stop him. Again his heart stopped when she touched him. He forgot how beautiful she was and noticed how beautiful she looked. At that moment he wanted to take her to his cabin and fuck her right there without thinking twice. It reminded him of the time when he did that.

Jody ordered them to go in and after Crowley left, he slowly pushed her away to get back to his cabin. He sat down and got back to work. He hated how things had changed. The love of his life left him and the colleague who was once a good friend now turned into a major foe.

*Flashback*

*11 years ago*

Dean was so happy and so anxious at the same time. It was his first day in the FBI as a new agent trainee. He held his file tightly in his hand but it slipped as his hand was clammy. All the certificates fell out of it and started flying in different directions. He did his best to grab them all. He tried to arrange them on a table nearby and noticed that two of them were missing.

He started panicking at that moment. “Dean Winchester” He heard someone say and turned around to see a man walking towards him. “Are you looking for this?” He questioned.

“Yes, please, thank you,” He said as he took them from him.

“You're welcome, I'm Crowley by the way. Senior special agent” the man introduced himself.

“Dean Winchester, new agent trainee,” He said with a smile.

“Nice to meet you, Dean,” He said and guided him towards agent Mill's office, the special agent in charge. Crowley gave him a tour of the building and assured him that he could come to him for help anytime he wanted. Dean politely took his offer.

He was happy that someone had got his back as soon as he got there. The time he spent with Crowley reminded him of his father. He died when he was only eight years old. Later he introduced him to Castiel, a special agent and the three of them became inseparable in the office.

After he narrated the story of his life, he assured him that he had his back again. “Thanks, man,” Dean said as he embraced him.

“It's okay” Crowley patted his back. In the next two years, he was promoted to special agent. The bond between him and Crowley grew more and more during this time. Which he felt happy for. Everything was going fine until one day he got a case in his hand about a college student.

*End of flashback*

Dean snapped out of his thoughts once he heard his phone ringing. He opened it to see Bobby's name on it. He wondered why Y/N's father was calling him at the moment. “Bobby, hey” He greeted awkwardly.

“Daddy! It's me” He heard his son's voice.

“Bobby! Hey, buddy” he said with excitement.

“Uncle Sammy called me! He told me that you two are taking me out” Bobby said with excitement.

“Yes we are,” he answered with a smile.

“Yay! Thanks, Daddy!” he squealed in excitement. After a little chit-chat with him, he hung up.

Dean sighed and got back to work.

Series tags: @impalaslytherin

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Trials of Agent Winchester - Part 3

Summary : Agent Winchester life changes when a murder case turns out to be more than just a murder case. With his marriage life on the rocks and a huge case to solve is Dean ready to handle everything that's going to be thrown in his way?

Ship : Dean x Wife!reader

Warnings: angst, little violence, mentions of murders

Characters: Dean, Y/N, Crowley, Jody mentions of few ocs

Word count: 1285

A/N: Posting this series after a long hiatus but this series will be updated every Saturday from now. Thanks to @msmarvelouswinchester for betaing this chapter. Thanks to @firefly-in-darkness for the dividers.

Series masterlist

Dean's POV

He immediately started analyzing the evidence that had been sent to his office the previous day. His instinct was right, the three murders were connected. They had similar fingerprints on their bodies and they were all murdered similarly.

What he didn't understand was who killed them and the motive behind the murder. He decided to find any sort of relationship between the three victims.

There had to be a relation somewhere because there was no way they all could die in the same way without having one.

He had already interrogated James Realm's colleagues, friends, and family. All the information they had given him only led to dead ends but he kept reassuring himself as two more victims were murdered similarly.

He decided to go to Jody, his supervisor, to get the necessary details of the other two victims' friends, family, and everything they had on them.

He knew it was a lot, he already had asked too much by requesting Jody to send her the evidence files of the other two murders but if he could show her that they were related then maybe she wouldn't mind.

Keeping those things in mind, Dean went to Jody's office. “Agent Mills, can I come in?” he asked while softly knocking on the door.

“Yes.” She permitted and he went in. He huffed in annoyance when he saw Crowley sitting in the chair opposite Jody.

He just rolled his eyes and went to his supervisor with the evidence files in his hands. “I need to talk to you about the case I'm investigating.” He informed her and Crowley scoffed a little bit.

Dean glared in his direction before turning towards Jody. “Sure, take a seat,” Jody said pointing at the chair next to Crowley.

Dean nodded and sat next to him. “I was wondering if I could get more information on those other two victims after James Realm. I mean if you look at the evidence, the fingerprints and the way they were murdered match.” Dean informed Jody and she nodded her head as she took in the information.

Crowley scoffed again, making Jody look at Crowley and then turned her gaze towards Dean. “Let me examine them and I'll see what I can do,” Jody said while taking the files from him.

“That's just ridiculous, you will be wasting your time on this Jody. Handing this case to him has already been a big waste of time!” Crowley said, trying to hit a nerve.

Dean tried his best not to react. He casually rolled his eyes at him and got up to leave. “Thanks for all the help, Agent Mills.” He gave a little smile and walked towards the door.

“So, now he can't even defend himself, huh?” Crowley sneered while Dean was about to leave. Dean knew he was only trying to hit a nerve and did his best to control his anger. He knew it was a losing battle with Crowley mocking him.

“Come on Jody, just hand over this case to me. Poor Winchester can't even save his marriage, let alone solve a case. No wonder why Y/N wanted to leave his sorry ass. I bet I could satisfy Y/N better than he ever did, I can totally-” before Crowley could finish his sentence Dean pinned him against the table by his collar and got his fist ready to punch him.

“Don't you dare fucking bring Y/N into this!” He roared and got ready to connect his fist with Crowley's face but he had to stop when Jody held back his hand.

“Okay, that's enough!” she commanded them. Dean slowly let him go after throwing a final glare in his direction.

“Mr. McLeod you have no right to bring his personal life into this. I expect an apology. Now!” Jody ordered him. Crowley rolled his eyes but gave a dry apology to his colleague.

“And Dean, I thought you were better than this! Don't repeat this kind of behavior.” Jody scolded him.

“Yeah alright.” He sighed and left the room, letting out a breath that he didn't know he was holding in till now. He went to his office and sat at his desk as he started to reminisce over Y/N. His mind wandered to the first time he ever saw her.

*Flashback*

*8 years ago*

Dean had just come to the office and realized that he missed his morning coffee. He huffed and made his way to the coffee machine only to find out that it was out of order. He let out a deep sigh and with no choice left, he walked towards the cafeteria.

He went to the counter to place his order, “Coffee, black, no sugar,” he ordered.

“Okay, coming right up, sir.” The waitress winked and went to get his order ready. Dean had smirked to himself for a second and casually looked at the crowd in the place.

There hadn't been many people except a few familiar faces who gave him a casual smile. When he was about to turn around his eyes fell on a girl he had never seen before. She looked at her watch and glanced around.

He had to admit it, she was really beautiful. Her doe Y/E/C eyes had a little sparkle in them and he couldn't help but stare. She glanced around and her eyes fell in his direction.

He had snapped out when he heard the waitress call out his name. “Here is your order sir,” she had said while handing it to him.

“Thanks, sweetheart,” Dean said as he had taken the mug into his hands. He had looked at her table again but now she was gone.

“Excuse me,” he had heard a sweet female voice and turned around to see her standing in front of the counter.

“I gave my order like fifteen minutes ago and he came five minutes after that. Wasn't I supposed to get my order first?” she had asked the waitress, raising her voice a little bit at her.

“Oh I'm so sorry but it felt like he was in a hurry so I had to,” the waitress had responded.

“I'm sorry you think he's the only one that's busy and important. Where the hell is my order?” she had demanded the waitress.

“Easy sweetheart, you're making a scene out here.” Dean had said to calm her down, making her glare at him.

“Okay, sorry,” he had said sheepishly, raising his hands in defense.

“I'm so sorry ma'am, just give me a second I'll get your order right now,” the waitress had informed her.

“No, I'm good thanks,” she had said and stormed out of the cafeteria.

Dean had noticed that she left a file on the table she was sitting at and went to take it. He had opened it to see her certificates and took a look at them. He softly smiled at it as he noticed the name written on it. “Y/N,” he had softly whispered.

*End of flashback*

Dean snapped out of his thoughts when he heard his phone ring. He looked down at it to see Y/N's name on it.

“Hey,” he greeted as he answered the call.

“Hey, I was wondering if you are still taking Bobby with you this weekend?” He heard her ask from the other end.

“Is that the only reason you called?” Dean asked her.

“Yeah, are you taking him or not?” She questioned.

“Yeah. I am.” He replied and she ended the call.

Dean huffed and dropped his head in his hands for a second. He still loved her but he couldn't have her and thinking about it made his heartache so bad.

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The Uninvited Guest - Part 3

Summary: Set in the 1700s, Dean and Y/N are a newly married couple. One day a guest arrives at their doorstep seeking their hospitality but things change as this guest keeps taking advantage of them.

Pairing: Peasant!Dean x Wife!reader

Characters: Dean, Y/N, Sam, Crowley

Warnings: Disease faking, angst

Word count: 1184

Series masterlist// Supernatural masterlist

A/N: Thank you so much @thoughtslikeaminefield for being an amazing beta. This one is set in 1700s America and I don't know how it was during that time. I gathered all the information I could about and I apologize for not getting things right. Thanks to @firefly-graphics for the divider. Send an ask if you want to be tagged.

The next day, Y/N and Sam started on their journey. They tried to reach there as quickly as they could while only taking a few breaks in between. They finally reached their destination before the night settled in.

By the time they arrived, the door was already open, and Y/N went in to find Crowley sitting in the living room doing nothing as usual. “Who is that?” he asked, looking at Sam.

“This is Sam, Dean's little brother. He is here to-” Y/N started but got cut off by her brother-in-law.

“I'm here to help a landlord friend of mine in this town”, Sam finished for her.

“Yeah, right,” Y/N silently agreed while her eyes searched for Dean.

“Sam,” they heard a familiar voice and turned around to see Dean.

“Dean, hey,” Sam greeted after seeing his brother standing at the doorstep.

“It's so good to see you here. How is mom? Is she okay?” Dean questioned.

“Yeah, she is recovering, she will be fine. Mom wanted to see you, you know,” Sam informed him.

“Yeah, I couldn't come,” Dean said and went to clean himself up.

“I'll go make us a meal,” Y/N said and went to the kitchen, and Sam followed her.

Dean also came into the kitchen later. “Sam, what are you doing here?” he asked.

“Dean, Y/N told us everything and I'm here to help,” Sam replied.

“Y/N, why did you-” Dean began but got cut off by Sam.

“Dean, before you say anything to Y/N, listen to me. He is lying about who he is, okay? I know people like this. There haven't been any floods in nearby towns recently and he is not a refugee. There are people like this in every town trying to take advantage of others' hospitality,” Sam explained.

Dean stood there speechless.

“Dean, it's about time you get rid of him from here, and I'm here to help you do that. I hope you make the right decision,” Sam said and left the kitchen.

Y/N finally finished cooking, as usual she left a little food behind before serving all of them.

They sat down and ate quietly. As usual Crowley ate their servings and went to sleep. Y/N got their hidden food and the three of them shared and ate like thieves. They cleaned themselves up and went to lay on the floor with Dean sleeping in the middle.

“Alright, I want to do it,” Dean announced.

“Do what?” Y/N asked sleepily.

“Get rid of Crowley,” Dean answered.

“Finally, we are glad you made that decision,” Sam replied.

“Yeah, you are right Y/N, he has only been taking advantage of our kindness and hospitality. Also, he had no right to talk to you the way he did,” Dean spoke up.

“While I'm glad that it finally got through to you. Can we go to sleep?” Y/N asked.

“Yeah, of course,” Dean said and all of them fell asleep.

The next morning, Sam accompanied Y/N and Dean to the fields to explain how they were going to get rid of him. The couple made a pact that they will follow Sam's lead and do as he says for that night.

That night, while sitting for dinner, Sam started coughing out of nowhere.

“Sam, are you okay?” Y/N asked with concern.

“Yeah, I am fine,” Sam replied. He was coughing throughout the meal which alerted Crowley a little. He spat at Crowley “accidentally” while talking to him during dinner. After the dinner was over, they went to clean up. Crowley went to sleep on their bed as usual.

To gather some attention from Crowley, Dean and Sam stood near the bedroom's window from outside.

“You went to a place where they have smallpox?” Dean yelled.

Crowley sat up from where he slept and listened to their conversation.

“Yes, Dean. Can you keep it down?” Sam said almost whispering and coughed again.

“Do you have smallpox now?” Dean asked.

“Yes, Dean, I think so, small lumps started on my body. I don't know what to do, Dean, I accidentally spat on Crowley today,” Sam said, almost panicking and Crowley felt a little panic on the inside.

“You think he will catch it now?” Dean asked.

“No, I mean I don't know, but if he stays here for long he might. This house has already been contaminated from my germs, so this might not be safe for anyone to live,” Sam answered.

“Then, what do we do?” Dean asked his brother.

“You and Y/N, leave this house first thing in the morning,” Sam answered. “I'll stay here with Crowley, even though he didn't catch it yet. Now he might but at least you two will be safe,” Sam suggested.

“Even though I don't like leaving our guest in this situation, keeping Y/N safe is my top priority. I will leave with her in the morning. You take care of both of you okay? I mean you are young you can bear this disease, but Crowley is an older man. He might die from it,” Dean replied.

“Yeah, we will give him a good funeral then,” Sam suggested.

“Yes, Sam we will do that,” Dean said and they both walked inside.

Crowley listened to them the whole time and to say he was scared was an understatement. He needed to leave the house, now, if he wanted to live. He got up from the bed, searched for his clothes. Picked them up and left the bedroom only to meet with Y/N in the living room.

“Sir, are you going somewhere?” Y/N asked.

“Yes, I realized my time to leave has come. This is a small cottage, after all, not big enough for someone like me. My body definitely needs a more comfortable home,” Crowley answered.

“Oh, but sir, you can leave in the morning, right?” she pressed.

“No, Y/N, I have to go now.”

Before Y/N could say anything Crowley left the house. After confirming that he was out of sight “Good job, you two,” Y/N said out loud, Dean and Sam came into sight.

“That was a good plan, Sammy,” Dean commented.

“It was, yeah,” Sam replied.

A few days later...

“And that's why you should listen to your wife when she says something is not right,” John advised Dean.

“Yes, sir, understood,” Dean replied, and Y/N laughed heartily from the corner.

“Hope you learnt a lesson from this,” Sam asked.

“Yeah, and can you guys drop it now,” Dean said with annoyance in his voice.

“Okay, okay,” John said and gave a mischievous smile.

“Are you guys coming to eat or not?” Mary yelled from the living room.

“Coming, Mom,” Dean and Sam said in unison. After John and Sam left, Dean held Y/N from behind and planted a kiss on her cheek.

“I hope you are ready for what we are doing for the night?” he asked and planted soft kisses on her neck.

Her cheeks flushed and she nodded at him.

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The Uninvited Guest - Part 2

Summary: Set in the 1700s, Dean and Y/N are a newly married couple. One day a guest arrives at their doorstep seeking their hospitality but things change as this guest keeps taking advantage of them.

Pairing: peasant!Dean x wife! Reader

Characters: Dean, Crowley, Y/N, John, James (OC), Sam, Mary

Warnings: angst, mentions of Crowley being a bully

Word count: 1353

Series masterlist//supernatural masterlist

Y/N left with James to go to the Winchesters. It felt like she had been walking forever when it had only been a few hours. After bearing with the cold wind at night and a foggy morning, they only took a few short breaks here and there. They finally reached their destination late in the morning.

“James, don't say anything about the things you have seen at our home to anyone. Okay?” Y/N requested of him.

“Of course, Y/N,” he nodded, agreeing to Y/N's request. They softly knocked at the door and John was there at the doorstep to greet them.

“Hello, Y/N,” he said while his eyes searched for Dean. “Dean didn't come?” he asked after looking around.

“No, he couldn't. There is some problem in the fields. He said he would arrive after two days or so,” Y/N said softly.

“Oh, okay. Thanks for getting her here, James,” John thanked him and Y/N entered the house.

“How is Mary doing? I came here as fast as I could.” Y/N pressed.

“She is still ill, her body is still pretty hot, and she is unable to move,” John informed.

“Oh,” Y/N nodded and sat down.

John went in to fetch some water for her. She drank and thanked him. Sam just came out of the bedroom and greeted Y/N.

“Hello, Sam,” she smiled weakly.

“You must have been tired from the journey. Get cleaned up and rest,” John advised.

She nodded and went to get herself cleaned up, after resting for an hour or so. She finally went in to see Mary, who lay on the bed without moving. She sat near her legs and watched her mother-in-law slowly open her eyes.

“Hello, Y/N,” she greeted weakly.

“Hello,” Y/N flashed a weak smile.

“Where is Dean?” she asked.

“He is not here yet, he said he needs to work in the fields for at least two more days because of some problem,” she lied.

“Okay,” Mary said and closed her eyes.

Y/N went to the kitchen to see if there was anything she could cook for them. She saw some vegetables and took them out.

“Y/N, what are you doing?” John asked while coming into the kitchen.

“I'm preparing lunch for us, sir,” she replied.

“You can do that tomorrow. Get some rest,” he ordered her. “Also just John is fine”

“Yes sir, I mean, John,” she said and lay down in the spare bedroom of their house.

Soon, John called them for lunch. Y/N took Mary's lunch to the room and served her. She came back to finish hers. “I'm still surprised to know that Dean isn't here for his mother,” John commented.

“Yeah, so am I,” Sam agreed.

“I was too when he said, but if he said he couldn't then it must have been serious,” Y/N said awkwardly and focused on finishing her meal. After they were done, she took the dishes with her to clean them. Even though John and Sam said they would do it, she insisted on doing them.

The day went by, and by the time night settled in, their town healer came over and gave medicine to Mary. He was pretty confident that it would work. Y/N helped her take medicine and served her soup for the night.

The next day, Mary started showing signs of recovery. Y/N assured them that she would take care of the household while John and Sam went to work in their field. She packed lunch for them and made a separate meal for Mary. She finished hers quickly to stay by Mary's side.

Night settled in again and Mary managed to come to the living room to eat for that meal. They all sat down and ate happily while John and Sam shared some stories about Dean from his childhood. They all admitted that they wished for Dean to be there with them.

“He will be here in a day or two right?” Sam asked.

“Yeah,” Y/N lied again, hoping that no one would see through her lies. She wondered what Dean was doing at the moment and started worrying about him again. She took their dishes to go and wash them.

Meanwhile, Dean started serving meals for Crowley. Dean was exhausted with the amount of work he had to do in a day because of him. He couldn't stop worrying about his mother and Y/N's words hit him harder than ever. “Is that the man you want to serve, Dean? The man who wants you to pimp your wife?” He realized how much his actions only caused more harm to the couple, but what else could he do? Crowley was their guest, and Dean knew that guests get what they want.

As usual, Crowley ate some from Dean's serving, but he didn't cook anything extra like Y/N would.

As the morning came in, Mary looked more energized than the day before showing more signs of recovery. The day went as usual and by dinner time, John and Sam arrived and cleaned themselves up. All of them sat down for dinner while Y/N served them.

“Can we expect Dean tomorrow?” John asked her.

“No. I mean, I don't know, I'm not sure,” Y/N answered.

“What do you mean by that, Y/N? You said he would be here in a few days,” Mary reminded her.

“Yes, but I think it will take longer than anticipated,” Y/N answered.

“Y/N, stop lying. No problem at the field will stop Dean from seeing his mother,” Mary said sternly. “Tell us the truth, Y/N, what's going on?” she asked softly now.

Y/N didn't know what to say. Tears pooled in her eyes, and soon she started sobbing.

“Y/N, what's going on?” Sam asked.

Y/N finally told them the entire truth about the Crowley situation and how he said he would use Y/N for all kinds of services that he wouldn't use Dean for, so they had no choice but to do what they did now.

“Oh, my god,” John said after listening to Y/N's story. “You come with me, Y/N. No kind of guest will get to treat the woman of our household like that,” John said with anger and balled his fists.

“John, but isn't he our guest?” Y/N asked.

“Y/N, we need to give in to our guest requests, I agree, but we need to draw a line at some point, Y/N. We can't let them keep taking advantage of us. I'm sorry that my son is such an idiot,” John replied.

“Don't apologize for him, John, he has always been this way,” Mary commented.

“Why did you two even let him in anyway?” Sam asked.

“Because he said he is from a town that got severely affected by floods. We took him in as he said he was a refugee,” Y/N answered.

“There weren't any towns that were hit by floods, you know,” Sam commented.

“What?” Y/N asked in surprise.

“Yeah, I guess it's been nearly a year since any of the towns around here got hit by floods. I visit towns to help out some peasants and landlords. So, I know how it is around here,” Sam answered.

“Oh, my god, how did we not know that?” Y/N cried.

“It's okay, Y/N. I have heard about people like this from time to time. I know how to deal with them,” Sam informed her. “I can come with you and help Dean understand what's going on and help you both get rid of him,” Sam offered.

“Oh, no, Sam, that's okay. You don't have to do this,” Y/N refused politely.

“Y/N, come on, take him up on his offer. How long will you two let him take advantage of you? This lot will never leave you alone until they’ve completely drained you,” John told her.

Y/N hesitated for a moment but accepted Sam's offer.

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The Uninvited Guest - part 1

Summary: Set in the 1700s, Dean and Y/N are a newly married couple. One day a guest arrives at their doorstep seeking their hospitality but things change as this guest keeps taking advantage of them.

Pairing: Peasant!Dean x wife!reader

Characters: Dean, you, Crowley, James (OC)

Warnings: Women not being treated well, fluff, angst, periods, Crowley being a bully

Word count : 2382

Series masterlist/Supernatural masterlist

Y/N sat down next to the fields and watched as Dean axed his way through the field to start planting for the season. “Dean, do you need any help?” Y/N asked softly.

“Don't worry, Y/N, I have got this,” Dean answered and wiped his sweat to the collar of his shirt.

Y/N sat down there, all gloomy watching him work hard while she knew she couldn't do anything to help as it was that time of the month and she was not allowed to touch plants or do household work.

“Ahh!” Dean yelled in pain.

Y/N could see the tears in the corner of his eyes. She quickly got up from where she sat and ran towards him.

“Are you okay, Dean?” she asked while trying to get a look at the wound on the hands which he was trying to hide.

“I'm okay, Y/N. You don't have to worry,” Dean said while keeping his hands away.

Y/N pulled his hands close to her and took a look at them. They were covered in blisters and he was bleeding from them. Tears blurred her eyes as she watched them.

“Hey, hey, I'm fine, okay? This is nothing,” Dean said and cupped her face in his hands.

She nodded and tore a piece of fabric from the bottom of her gown to tie around his hands and stop the bleeding.

“This is not necessary, Y/N,” Dean said while trying to stop her.

“At least let me do this for you,” she protested and tied it around his hand. “Come on, let's get you home,” she said and walked with him to their home.

Just the sight of Crowley sitting in the living room, doing nothing, boiled her blood. Y/N tried to stay as calm as possible.

“She may come home with you right now, but don't let her anywhere near me, Winchester. I can't have filthy women around me,” Crowley said rudely as they both were going to the small backyard of their house.

“Yes, sir,” Dean replied and went with Y/N to their backyard. Dean removed the fabric from his hands and washed them while Y/N poured water. They went to the bedroom and she applied some ointment to his hands.

“Are you happy now?” Dean asked as she finished applying. Y/N nodded and smiled in response, and Dean pulled her close and kissed her hair. He stared into her eyes for a brief moment before he pressed his lips against hers.

“Okay, no dirty business inside the house now. I can't eat or stay at a house where the couple can't keep their hands off each other,” Crowley complained while taking a peek at them.

Y/N rolled her eyes.

“Yes, sir, we are sorry,” Dean apologized.

“What? Not even a kiss?” Y/N asked shockingly.

“Y/N, he is our guest. As long as he is here, we can't do anything that goes against his wishes,” Dean replied, and Y/N huffed.

Dinner time almost arrived and Dean was almost done with cooking. He did all the household work, and even though Y/N insisted on helping out he protested by saying, “God wouldn't allow this,” to her.

Y/N rolled her eyes at his statement. She quietly sat in their bedroom.

“Sir, did you get to feed the pigs today?” Y/N asked Crowley softly from the bedroom.

“How can you expect me to do that? I'm only your guest.” Crowley cried in response.

“Sir, but when I said I have to stay over to feed them, you said you would take care of it,” Y/N reminded him.

“I don't remember saying that,” he said carelessly and changed his position from sitting to lying on the floor.

Y/N huffed and walked out of the bedroom to find the feed for their pigs.

“Young lady, if you are getting out of the room, do not face me. I can't have your filthy gaze on me,” Crowley complained. Even though it made Y/N angry to the core, she quietly nodded and went to feed the pigs in their backyard.

Soon, the dinner was ready. Crowley refused to eat if Y/N was in the living room with them so she sat in the bedroom till Crowley finished his eating. After Crowley was done, Dean took Y/N to the kitchen to eat. They both ate in silence.

That night, Crowley demanded to sleep in bed and commanded Dean to clean the room because Y/N had stayed there all day. Poor Dean, despite having injured hands, cleaned the whole room. Y/N's heart broke for him. Then he dared to ask Y/N to sleep in the pig's sty as she was impure.

Y/N wanted to retaliate, but she couldn't do it because they needed to oblige their guest's requests. Dean tried to negotiate with him but he didn't accept. So, Dean volunteered to sleep with Y/N in the sty. Crowley said, “Whatever,” and went to sleep.

After lying next to Dean, Y/N couldn't help but ask, “Isn't he demanding too much from us?”

“Yes, Y/N, but we should oblige, he is our guest we have no choice. Besides it's only been two days, after all, he is from a big household and it isn't his fault that he lost his house due to the flood, right?” Dean retorted.

“Yeah, I guess but I hope he leaves soon,” Y/N responded.

“Yeah, maybe he will get bored of the same old cabbage and porridge and will leave in five days or a week. It's going to be alright, Y/N, don't worry,” he assured her and kissed her forehead.

She slightly nodded and pressed her lips against his. His green eyes glowed under the moonlight and his skin reflected off it. She kissed his forehead, cheeks, and nibbled at his neck.

Dean returned the favor by drenching her face in his soft kisses. His member started to harden, but he knew it wasn't the time for that. “I love you, sweetheart,” Dean said and planted a kiss on her hair.

“I love you too, Dean,” she said and laid her head on his chest. Soon sleep took over them.

Y/N hoped what Dean said about Crowley was true. It had been more than a week since their guest arrived uninvited but still, he showed no signs of wanting to leave. Thankfully, Crowley was letting her sleep in the living room once she was done with her bleeding.

At least she got to help Dean now and didn't have to watch him go through the pain of obliging his requests alone. But they had to admit that he crossed a line. Crowley demanded meat, but Y/N and Dean were trying to save up more money to buy a better house before they could have children together, so they said they couldn't buy meat for him.

Crowley then demanded them to slaughter one of their pigs and cook for him. They couldn't do that, so, with no choice left, they took some of their saved-up money and bought meat to cook for him. Y/N had to hide some food from Crowley so that Dean could eat something as their guest kept stealing their meals as well.

As a couple who had been married for only two months, Y/N and Dean needed more alone time together, but with Crowley living with them it felt impossible for them to get that. And so Y/N wanted to do something to get rid of him.

After dinner, Crowley went to sleep on their bed as usual. Dean and Y/N lay on the floor next to each other.

“Dean, don't you think it's time for our guest to leave?” Y/N asked softly.

“Y/N, we can't decide that. It's the guest's choice to stay as long as they want to. Our responsibility is to serve them and give in to their requests,” Dean answered.

“But Dean-” Y/N tried to protest, but Dean shushed her.

“Go to sleep, Y/N,” Dean said softly.

The next day they woke up early as usual and got ready to go to the fields. Y/N couldn't exactly concentrate on what she was doing as her mind kept fidgeting back and forth from the Crowley situation.

Dean kept reminding her of what she should be doing and by the time for lunch, an idea struck Y/N. If Crowley doesn't leave, Y/N is going to make him leave. She was quick to announce her idea to her husband while eating their lunch at the field. Talking to Dean about this at the fields was a perfect idea as Crowley was at home at that moment.

“Dean, maybe we can do something to make Crowley leave,” Y/N suggested.

“Do something like what?” he asked.

“I don't know, maybe make him believe that our town is soon to get hit by floods. So that he will leave?” Y/N gave her two cents.

“No, Y/N. We can't do that because he is our guest. It is wrong and I can't let us do that,” Dean replied, forever noble. Y/N just rolled his eyes at him, but she wasn't the one to give up. She kept nagging him all day to give in to her idea.

“Y/N, are you insane? How can you think that way? He is our guest after all and it's on us to take care of him,” Dean yelled at her.

Tears pooled in her eyes as she stood near the sty. Dean calmly went inside and Y/N dropped to the ground as she started sobbing.

How can Dean yell at her, when all she is trying to do is help? As the darkness took over the sky, Y/N's stomach roared. She went inside to prepare a meal for all of them. She made sure to cook extra and hide for Dean again as Crowley kept eating their meals.

An awkward silence settled in the living room as they all kept quiet and ate in silence. Of course, Crowley took their servings. After finishing the meal, he cleaned himself up and went to sleep.

Y/N and Dean had cleaned themselves up as well and lay on the floor. Dean found it hard to sleep on the floor that day, as he had to work extra hard in the field. Y/N noticed this but kept quiet.

Dean's stomach rumbled, he couldn't help but go to the kitchen to see if Y/N hid any food for him. He couldn't find anything after he went in. Y/N stood by the door with her arms crossed across her chest. “The food is inside the “empty” pot” she informed and turned on her heel to leave.

“Y/N,” Dean called, she turned around to face him. “I'm sorry for yelling at you,” he apologized sincerely. Y/N couldn't help the tears coming from her eyes and running down her cheeks. She went and fell into his arms.

“I hate you for that. I do,” she sobbed into his chest.

“I know and I'm genuinely sorry sweetheart, I love you,” he said and rubbed her back gently.

“I love you too,” Y/N replied and they both ate in silence. After finishing the meal they cleaned themselves up and went to fall asleep. “Dean, can you at least think of getting rid of him again?” Y/N asked.

“Y/N, please, you know I can't do that to a refugee,” Dean replied. “Drop this idea okay? He will leave by himself soon.” Dean said and silently lay on the floor, With no choice left Y/N decided to drop it.

The next day went as usual until the evening. When Y/N and Dean were just returning home from the fields, someone familiar knocked at their door. It was Dean's parents' neighbor's son James. He stood by their door waiting for them.

“James, how have you been? It's so good to see you here” Dean said as soon as he approached him.

“Dean, no time for talking, it's your mother. She has been ill, she is constantly asking for you and Y/N.” James said while panting.

“What?” Dean and Y/N said in unison.

“Yes, Dean, now get ready. Let's get you both there as soon as we can. If we start right now we will reach by the morning,” James informed them.

“Okay, you come in here. We will start as soon as we can, okay?” Y/N suggested and went in. She took out two gowns for her and two of Dean's clothes for him. She packed them in a bag and went to the living room only to find Crowley sitting in front of them with disappointment.

“How can you both leave me alone here? No food to eat and with your little vacation, you won't be making any money as well. How are you going to provide for me?” Crowley demanded.

“Sir but my mother is ill,” Dean protested.

“That doesn't matter to me,” Crowley yelled.

“Sir, but we need to be there for her,” Y/N reminded him.

“Then one of you will leave, while the other will stay. I need to get my meals every day,” Crowley demanded. Y/N and Dean exchanged glances with each other.

“I don't mind who stays but I prefer Y/N to stay. Maybe she can serve me in more ways now with you gone,” Crowley commented.

It took everything in Dean to not connect his fist with Crowley's face at the moment. He controlled his anger as much as he could.

“Sir, if it comes down to that then I will stay,” Dean said silently and didn't even dare to make eye contact with Y/N. Y/N silently walked into the room and Dean followed her. She took out Dean's clothes from the bag and repacked it.

“Is this the man you still want to serve Dean? The man who wants you to pimp your wife?” Y/N retorted. Dean couldn't say anything to that. “You take care of yourself, okay?” she said and left.

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The Uninvited Guest - Masterlist

Summary: Set in the 1700s, Dean and Y/N are a newly married couple. One day a guest arrives at their doorstep seeking their hospitality but things change as this guest keeps taking advantage of them.

Pairing: Peasant!Dean x reader

Characters: Dean, reader, Crowley, Sam, Mary, John, James (OC)

Warnings: Mentions of disease, Periods, Woman on period being treated as filthy, some fluff (is that a warning), faking of disease, Crowley being a bulley

Word count: 4917

A/N: This is purely fiction, I have no idea how America was in 1700s, I gathered all the information I could about it but forgive me if I got any detail wrong. Let me know if you want to be tagged in the series, for now I'm tagging from my old list and some friends whom I think will be interested in this. Thanks to @firefly-graphics for the divider.

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

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The cheat

Summary : When Dean wakes up in the middle of the night to his girlfriend moans. He finds her and his brother in a compromised situation.

Ship : Dean x reader, Sam x reader (maybe?)

Word count : 914

Square filled : Quote B for tell me a story bingo

Warnings : angst, mentions of cheating, fluff, humor

A/N : Back here after so long... Let me know what you thought of it below or through an ask. This is my entry for @supernatural-jackles, tell me a story bingo. This fic is not what you think it is. Divider by @firefly-graphics. Unbeta'd, so all mistakes are mine.

Dean was deep in sleep when he heard Y/N moaning loudly. Assuming that she was masturbating, he looked at the other side of the bed but Y/N was nowhere to be found. He understood that the moans were coming from the other bedroom and started having his suspicions on her. Enraged, Dean got up from the bed and started making his way to the other bedroom to catch Y/N in the act and confront her.

“Ow, ow, ow” he heard Y/N moan loudly in pain. He quickly bursted through the door and Y/N was sitting on the edge of the bed while Sam was kneeling at his feet near Y/N. He got ready to see what was going on and quickly turned on the lights. He closed his eyes as he realised that he wasn't ready to see what he was going to see.

“Dean, what are you doing here?” his brother questioned.

“Oh you tell me! You sick son of a bitch. Sneaking my girlfriend into your bedroom and giving her a head on while I'm asleep!” Dean yelled at Sam and tried to approach him with his eyes closed.

“What? Dean! Ew no!” Y/N yelled in disgust.

“Y/N, don't lie! I know what's going on here. I have heard your moans from our bedroom” Dean replied.

“It's not what you think it is, Dean,” Sam said in an attempt to explain.

“Yeah sure” Dean scoffed. He kept his eyes shut the whole time.

“You will understand what's going on here once you open your eyes.” Sam suggested.

“No! I'm not looking at you two ever again” Dean stated.

“Oh my god! Just open them already” Y/N said as she forced him to open his eyes. Dean finally opened his but looked down as he didn't want to look at either one of them and what was infront of his eyes shocked him.

“Oh my god, what is that?” Dean asked, looking at Y/N's feet which were covered in blisters.

“Well, listen I haven't exactly been honest with you..” Y/N replied.

“Honest about what?” Dean asked in confusion.

“Um.. well about the boots. You asked me to return them but I lied about them fitting my feet” Y/N said slowly.

“So, they're not fitting your feet?” Dean asked as he looked Y/N in the eye. She looked down and nodded her head as a yes.

“Not only they're not fitting but they're killing my feet. One toe at a time” Y/N complained.

“And you told Sam about this instead of me?” Dean questioned.

“Honestly, no! She didn't even tell me. I watched her secretly hopping around in pain. I confronted her and demanded to show her feet.” Sam answered.

Dean looked at Y/N with an annoyed look on his face and Y/N looked at him with fear. His lips twitched into a little smile and slowly he burst into laughter. Y/N rolled her eyes at him.

“What's making you laugh so hard?” Y/N questioned with her arms crossed around her chest.

“Nothing,” Dean replied and kept laughing. “Look at her feet Sammy, look at her feet” Dean said as he mocked Y/N.

“Dean you cold hearted idiot” Y/N said and threw a pillow at him.

“Ow! Hey don't blame me! You're the one who wanted everyone to look at your feet” Dean replied with a smirk. Soon Sam started laughing too. Y/N rolled her eyes and looked away.

“Dean, if you don't stop laughing right now, I will hunt you down and kill you” Y/N warned him.

“Hunt me down? With those feet? Yeah sure” Dean mocked her again. Y/N started glaring at him.

“Okay, okay I'm sorry, I'm sorry” Dean said and tried to control his laughter. But he couldn't. “I swear I won't laugh again” Dean promised but couldn't keep up. After a while he finally stopped laughing and started tending to Y/N's feet.

After tending to her feet Sam laid on his bed and Dean got up from the floor. “Come on, let's get some sleep” Dean said as he encouraged Y/N to get up. She slowly stood on her feet.

“Ow! Ow! Ow!” she mewled in pain. Dean scooped her in his arms as he saw her in pain. “My hero” she commented and ran her fingers through his hair. He slowly carried her to their bedroom and laid her next to him.

“Dean..” Y/N called him out while he was trying to fall asleep.

“What?” he asked and turned around.

“Does this mean you'll give me a piggyback everyday?” Y/N questioned.

“Do you want me to give you a piggyback everyday?” Dean cross questioned.

“Well.. at least until my feet recover” Y/N answered.

“I will, on one condition” he stated.

“And what is that?” Y/N asked and Dean didn't say anything. There was only a smug look on his face.

A while later…

“No! I can't do it” Y/N screamed at Dean.

“Oh you have to sweetheart” Dean replied.

“I'm not throwing my boots into a trashcan. They're so beautiful” Y/N stated but Dean wasn't the one to listen to her.

“If you don't then I will” Dean warned.

“Okay! Alright I will” Y/N said and took the boots in her hands. With a sad look on her face she threw them into the trash can.

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At The Last Station (1)

Summary : When his ex girlfriend is leaving for her home town, Dean has a vision of her being dead and now he is ready to save her no matter what it takes. Even if it meant it would kill him.

Ship : Dean x Reader

Word Count : 1874

Warnings : angst, stalking, mentions of cheating, relationship drama

Characters : Dean, you, Castiel, Lisa, mentions of few ocs

A/N : @deanwanddamons thanks a lot for being an amazing beta. Divider by @firefly-graphics. If you want to be tagged please send an ask.

Ps, catch up with the series here

Dean's POV

As usual, he finished his work for the day and got up from where he was sitting. He packed his briefcase and started walking to the elevator, making his way into the parking lot.

“Dean!” He heard a familiar voice call his name. Turning around, he saw his boss.

“Cas! Are you here to give me one of your lectures again?” Dean questioned, crossing his arms over his chest. Castiel rolled his eyes.

“No, but I'm here to give you what you asked for,” Castiel replied, slightly annoyed.

“Really?” Dean asked in surprise.

“Yes,” Castiel admitted. “Y/N is going home for the next three days.She is catching the 12.30pm train tomorrow. Do not tell anyone that I told you. I have risked a lot to tell you this.” Castiel said in a loud whisper.

“Of course, I won't,” Dean promised.

“I only did it because you promised me that this will be your last attempt to win her back. If it fails-” Castiel began but stopped when Dean interrupted.

“- I know and I have a feeling that it won't. But if it does, I will just let her go and never bother her again,” Dean confirmed.

“Cool. She changed departments because of you and threatened to resign if you kept going after her. So, this better look like a coincidence,” Castiel warned him.

“I know and I will. I will make sure that you've got nothing to worry about,” Dean reassured him.

“Good.” Castiel let out a breath of relief. His phone chimed with a notification. He opened it to see and rolled his eyes “Ugh..” he sighed.

“What happened?” Dean asked.

“It's my driver, he said he can't come tonight. Looks like I need to take a cab.” Castiel sighed with disappointment.

“It's okay, I will give you a ride home. That's the least I can do after the favour you just did for me,” Dean offered.

“Thank you.” Castiel accepted the offer and got into the passenger seat.

————-

Ten minutes had already passed since they had got in the car but neither of them had uttered a word. Castiel cleared his throat and Dean looked at him.

“So, what are you gonna do with all the details? What's your plan? I can't let you take a leave tomorrow.” Castiel informed him.

Dean let out a low chuckle at Castiel's statement. “Sure, I'm not taking a leave. But I won't be available this weekend. I haven't made a plan but I know how to win her back,” Dean replied.

“If you know how to win her back, then how did it happen? How did you two even break up?” Castiel asked.

“I told you it's a little-” Dean began but Castiel cut him off.

“- Personal? I know. You two had a few fights and she let everything slide away. But what have you done so bad that she doesn't even want to look at you now?” Castiel pressed.

“Cas it's..” Castiel arched an eyebrow at him. “Okay, I will tell you. It was during our anniversary. She was busy the entire day due to some meetings. I wanted to make it special but I couldn't because she was working. I planned a dinner in her apartment and asked her to come soon but she said she had to work all night which led to an argument and the argument escalated into a huge fight.” Dean stopped narrating.

“What? That's it? That's why you two broke up?” Castiel asked in surprise.

“No, actually the thing is.. remember how I used to sleep with Lisa whenever I had a fight with Caroline?” Dean asked him.

“Wait, you slept with Lisa that night?” Castiel kept his mouth agape at his friend's antics.

“Actually, no. I did ask her to come over but I didn't sleep with her. I tried to but every time I touched her all I could think about was Y/N and when I talked to Lisa about it I realised that I'm in love with her. I wanted to go running back to her as soon as I got up. In fact, I was happy when she showed up at my apartment but she saw Lisa in a towel and she assumed the worst,” Dean finished.

“And she hasn't been listening to you even though you tried to tell her the truth?” Castiel questioned.

“Yep, I don't really blame her though. I feel like I deserve it,” Dean replied and sighed.

He dropped off Castiel at his home and drove to his apartment. He parked the Impala in the parking lot and went to his flat.

Dean took a shower to relax himself and laid on the couch while watching TV at a really low volume. His eyes started getting heavy so he turned it off and fell asleep. Everything that happened in the past few months started flashing through his dreams again.

*Four months earlier*

“No, oh my god…” Y/N whispered with tears in her eyes and clamped her hand on her mouth to control her sobs but it was already too late.

“Y/N, it's not what it looks like!” Dean tried to explain but it didn't look like she wanted to listen. She took a final glance at him and Lisa and ran out of his flat. Dean wanted to go after her but he didn't understand what he could say that would make this any better. So, he just stood there.

*Few weeks after that*

“Y/N! Y/N! listen to me,” Dean screamed running after her in the rain. She paused for a second and turned around.

“I'm not listening to anything you have to say Dean!” she shouted and started walking again.

“Y/N..” he silently whispered and watched as she walked away.

*Two months earlier*

Dean watched as she threw another of his bouquets in the trash can and felt his heart break into a million pieces. He tried talking to Lisa and convincing her to tell the truth but she didn't agree to do that.

*One month earlier*

Dean tried giving her a lift again after work but she declined. He was glad that she still didn't notice the fact that he was secretly following her every day after work to make sure that she was reaching home safely.

Y/N took a cab again, so Dean followed it from a safe distance. They had to stop because of the red light and he saw her glancing at the rearview mirror. It looked like she noticed something and before he knew it, the cab's door was open and he watched as Y/N emerged through it.

“You've gotta be kidding me!” she yelled slamming at his door. “Were you following me home?” she asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Y/N, no.. it's… well okay.. I was following you but it was just to make sure that you were safe alright,” Dean explained. She scowled at him.

“I can't believe you right now Dean,” she began and Dean noticed how everyone was looking at them.

“We are not exactly on good terms but everyone is looking at us right now,” he informed her in a whisper. She looked around and stormed off back to the cab. Dean took a breath and drove home.

He was so scared to go to the office the next day. He was so worried about how he could face her. When Castiel called him to his office, he understood that it had something to do with Y/N. Castiel told him about Y/N wanting to resign because of him but he was trying his best to make her stay. Dean wasn't surprised to hear that.

Castiel warned him to not repeat his actions again and Dean had no choice but to agree because he can't live without seeing her at least for a day. He did his best not to do anything to ruin his relationship with her for over a month until now.

*End of flashback*

Dean rolled on the couch and held the pillow in his arms. Little beads of sweat started to form on his forehead and his breath quickened.

Y/N was on the train with other passengers, glancing at her watch randomly and the announcement said that they would reach the last station in a few minutes. She put her bag on her shoulder and straightened her dress as she got up.

Everything was going fine until the train started moving a little unevenly and made an odd noise. Suddenly, the train derailed and a compartment came loose. All the passengers fell forward, some hitting themselves against poles and everything got bloody.

“Y/N, no..” Dean silently whispered.

A lot of passengers fell out of the train as the door opened. Y/N was nowhere to be found.

Dean's eyes moved rapidly and there was only one thing on his mind. Y/N.

He finally saw her in someone's arms.Her face was bloody from injuries and someone was uncontrollable sobbing as they held her. As the picture got more clear he noticed who it was. It was him.He was holding a dead Y/N in his arms.

“No!” Dean screamed himself awake and his breath quickened. He was covered in sweat and he could feel his heart pounding in his chest. He unlocked his phone to see the time. It was 6:30am. He took a deep breath, “It was just a dream,” he whispered to himself.

He tried going back to sleep but all he could see was him holding a dead Y/N in his arms. Sleep felt like a lost cause to him. So, he got up and opened the door to see a newspaper lying on the floor. He picked it up and went back inside.

Dean made himself some coffee and tried his best to distract himself from the scenes flashing in front of his eyes. He opened the newspaper to keep himself distracted. The coffee tasted really bitter so he got up to add some sugar in it. As he stirred, he heard something fall down in the other room.

He came out to find all the sheets in the newspaper fall out all in different directions. He noticed a photo frame of him and Y/N on the paper. He gave a little smile as he looked at it, picking it up and putting it back in its place. Then his eyes fell on the place where the photo frame had been.

The article title started with ‘Dead woman’. Usually he ignored that kind of stuff but something told him that he couldn’t ignore this. He felt his heart beating loud in his chest. The vision or dream or whatever it was flashed in front of his eyes again. He looked at the photo frame again and the glass was broken on Y/N's side.

Dean knew he couldn't ignore all of this anymore and no matter what happened he knew he needed to stop Y/N from going on that train. If she insisted, he would go with her but he just couldn’t let anything bad happen to her. Not when he could stop it.

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Team flannel : @lyarr24 @deandreamernp @beabutterfly987 @krazykelly

At the last station : @allonsy-yesiwill @whiskey-infused-dreams @danneelsmain @zjm @uhohmando

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Stay

Summary : When Dean goes on a date with a girl he realises that he is still in love with his ex girlfriend Y/N.

Ship : Dean x Reader

Word Count : 945

Characters : Dean, you, Sophie (ofc), Mark (omc)

Warnings : none

A/N : Hey there I'm here again with a one shot. Let me know what you thought of it below. Divider by @firefly-graphics

Dean's POV

“So, Sophie, what convinced you to go on this date with me?” Dean questioned and stared at her.

“Nothing much, really. I just realised that you're really charming” she answered and gave a little smile.

“Really?” Dean asked with a smirk.

Sophie sighed “all right, Y/N convinced me to go on a date with you. She just said a few words and I guess I fell for them.” she finally admitted.

“Y/N? Really? What words?” Dean asked in surprise.

“Well..” Sophie began.

*Flashback*

Sophie's POV

Sophie was already leaving while Y/N shouted her name in the street. “Sophie, please listen to me for a second” she requested.

Sophie stopped in her tracks and turned around. “What?” she asked, crossing her arms over chest.

“Okay, Sophie, I know Dean can come off as a cocky bastard and sometimes he might look so shallow and self centred but deep down he's so much more than that” Y/N replied.

“And why should I believe you?” Sophie questioned her.

“Because we were together in the past and I know what it's like to be with him. He might be selfish but he tries his best to give you all the attention you deserve. He might be a little cocky but he's genuine and any girl would be lucky to have him. So, please just consider going out with him for once?” Y/N requested of her.

“And why are you doing this for him?” she questioned.

“Because even though we are broken up now he is my best friend and he will always be. So, his happiness is important to me” Y/N answered and smiled.

“Okay, tell Dean that he has got a date tomorrow evening.” Sophie informed her.

*End of flashback*

Dean's POV

“What? Y/N actually said that?” Dean asked in surprise.

“Yeah, she did.” Sophie answered with a smile.

“Wow..” Dean exclaimed and took a sip of his drink. Then Sophie started talking about something but he didn't concentrate on that, his thoughts were filled with Y/N. That was the moment he understood that he is still in love with her.

“Dean? Dean?!” Sophie waved her hand in front of his eyes.

“Yeah” Dean quickly snapped out of his thoughts.

“Are you okay?” she asked with concern. Dean silently nodded at her. Their food arrived and they both started digging in. Sophie started talking again and he was consumed with Y/N's thoughts again.

Sophie went on talking and Dean couldn't care any less about what she was saying. “I love her,” he admitted.

“What?” Sophie asked in surprise.

“Y/N, I'm still in love with her.” Dean replied not really paying attention to her. He put the money on the table and started to leave. “I'm so sorry Sophie” he sincerely apologised.

“It's okay, you should go after her” Sophie encouraged and gave a little smile.

“Thanks” he gave her a one armed hug and left the restaurant.

“Y/N! Y/N!” He screamed her name while entering their apartment.

“Oh my god Dean, stop screaming I'm right here.” she replied while coming out of the bedroom. “What happened?” she asked as she stood infront of him.

“I've been on this date with Sophie and..” he began but stopped as he saw someone else coming out of the room. “Who is he?” he questioned.

“Oh him, sorry I forgot to tell you. It's Mark. We're actually in the middle of a date, so, if you say what happened. We will get back to it.” Y/N answered.

“You're on a date with a guy here?” Dean asked with his brows pinched together.

“Yeah, it won't happen again. I will move out by the end of next week” Y/N informed him.

“What? And you're telling me about this now?” Dean said in shock.

“Yeah I guess,” she shrugged.

“Y/N.. I.. I can't believe you right now.” Dean spat. Y/N sighed and rolled her eyes at him.

“Y/N, is everything okay?” he heard Mark ask.

“Yeah it's fine, let's go somewhere else” Y/N replied.

“No you're not going anywhere” Dean commanded.

“What? Why?” Y/N argued.

“Because I don't want you to” Dean argued back.

“Dean..” she sighed and turned around to see Mark approaching her.

“I guess I'll leave now, doesn't look like a good time to me” Mark said softly and kissed her on the cheek. Dean could feel the anger bubbling inside of him. He felt a little relieved as he saw Mark leave.

“Are you happy now? Thanks for ruining my date Dean” she sighed and rolled her eyes.

“I'm sorry but I had no choice,” Dean said softly. Y/N looked at him with confusion. “When you said you're going to move out and when I saw you with that guy. I guess I couldn't help it. Because going out with Sophie today made me realise something” Dean's voice was still soft.

“Realise what Dean?” Y/N asked weakly.

“She told me everything that you said to convince her to go out with me and I realised that.. that I'm still in love with you” Dean confessed and bit on his bottom lip.

“Dean.. I..” Y/N looked up at him.

“So, Y/N that's why I'm asking you, stay.” Dean requested of her. He noticed hesitation in her face. “Please, Y/N. Stay” Dean asked again. Y/N looked up at him in confusion as she didn't know what to say.

“Dean..” Y/N began but Dean cut her off by wrapping his arms around her.n

“Don't say anything. Just stay..” he whispered and held her more tightly.

Team Forever : @valsworldofcreativity @akshi8278 @hobby27 @spngi @avada-kedavra-bitch-187 @impalaspixie @disneyprincessbuffyannesummers

Team flannel : @lyarr24 @deandreamernp @beabutterfly987 @krazykelly

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Suddenly Forever (4)

Summary : After a surprise twist at her wedding. Reader's life takes a massive turn for good.

Ship : Dean x Reader

Characters : you, Dean, mentions of few OCs

Warnings : none

Word Count : 3120

A/N : Looks like it's been a really long time since I have posted. So, how have y'all been? If you want to be tagged send me an ask. Divider by @firefly-graphics. @fangirlextraordinaire thanks for being an amazing beta.

Ps, catch up with the series here

Dean's POV

Dean sat down near the reception and kept sipping on his coffee as he waited for Y/N. While he understood how much control Y/N's dad had on her, he felt like she deserved a good trip. So, he bought the dress for her as he planned out their trip around Paris. When he saw it, Dean knew it was perfect for her and he couldn't wait to see her in it.

He slowly looked up as he heard some footsteps approaching. It was Y/N. The dress looked like it was made for her and to say she was beautiful in it was an understatement.

“You're beautiful” he complimented as she stood in front of him.

“Thank you” she said while blushing. He couldn't help but stare at her in the moment. He cleared his throat as he began to speak.

“So, you ready to go?” he asked as he held out his hand for her. She looked at his face and slowly placed her hand in his.

A cab arrived near the hotel gate. They both hopped on it as Y/N looked out of the window. She examined her surroundings with enthusiasm. “Dean, would you look at that?” she said, pointing at a river. Dean turned to look at the direction she pointed. They both gasped as they were stunned by the bridge's beauty.

“It's beautiful” they both said at the same time. They looked at each other and shared a giggle. After a few minutes, they finally arrived at the restaurant Dean wanted to take them to.

“This looks fancy” Y/N commented. Dean stared at her and spotted a flower shop nearby. Suddenly a little idea crept up into his head.

“It sure does. Why don't you go in? I'll be there in a few minutes” Dean suggested.

“What? Why? Let's go in together” Y/N retorted.

“Y/N, go and ask for a table for Mr and Mrs Winchester. It will be worth the wait, it's just a few minutes.” Dean insisted.

“Okay..” she said and went into the restaurant. Dean quickly made his way to the flower shop and bought some white roses. He started to cross the road but stopped in his tracks when he saw a few vehicles passing by.

“Excuse me,” he heard a male voice from behind. Dean turned around to face him.

“Yeah?” Dean asked, looking at him.

“There's a slip that fell near your shoe, can you please give it to me?” the man requested and Dean did just like he asked. He saw that the road was clear and went into the hotel.

“s soon as he found their reserved table, he saw Y/N tapping her nails on the table. “Hey, what took you so-” she said while looking up at him but stopped when she saw flowers in his hands. “You didn't have to do that but thank you” Y/N said with a smile and took the flowers from his hands.

“You're welcome” Dean smiled back and sat opposite to her. They both gave their orders and started talking about each other's lives. Soon their orders came up and they started to eat. Once they were done, Dean started to search for his wallet in his pocket but it was empty, he searched his other pockets but they were empty too. Dean started to panic.

“Dean, what's wrong?” Y/N asked him with concern.

“I can't find my wallet,” Dean said in a whisper.

“What? You had it till now right?” Y/N questioned him.

“Yeah but.. wait a minute” realisation dawned on him as he remembered what happened earlier. “I think it's this guy,” Dean said out loud.

“What guy? What's going on?” she asked with a worried look on her face.

“I was coming back from the flower shop and this guy asked me to give a slip that fell on the road and I did. I think he stole my wallet when I bent over” Dean explained to her.

“Seriously? Oh my god! I didn't bring my purse or money. What do we do? I mean we can't get out without paying” Y/N started to panic.

“I know, I know. Honestly I don't know what to do right now” Dean held his head in his hands. Y/N sighed and leaned on her chair, her eyes fell on something at his back.

“I think I have an idea what to do,” Y/N stated.

“What?” Dean questioned. She pointed to his back and he turned around to see two guys near music instruments. “You want to sing!” Dean yelled at her.

“Do you have a better idea?” Y/N asked, raising her brows at him. Dean didn't say anything and chose to stay quiet. He watched as Y/N got up from her chair and went to the guy that was playing drums. She whispered something in his ear and stood in front of the mic.

“This isn't gonna end well” Dean said for himself and soon a familiar song started to play. Y/N tapped on her mic as she started to sing.

“Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl

With yellow feathers in her hair and a dress cut down to there

She would merengue and do the cha-cha

And while she tried to be a star

Tony always tended bar

Across the crowded floor, they worked from eight til four.

They were young and they had each other

Who could ask for more?

At the copa (co) Copacabana (Copacabana)

The hottest spot north of Havana (here)

At the copa (co) Copacabana

Music and passion were always the fashion

At the copa they fell in love”

Dean had to admit that she was really good at this. Everyone was staring at her and some people even started singing along. Y/N took the drummer's hat and took the mic into her hand. She started collecting tips from everyone that was enjoying her singing.

Almost everyone at the restaurant tipped her and the song was finally over. She came over to their table with excitement in her face and put all the money on the table.

“So, what do you say?” she asked, wiggling her brows at him.

“Just that you're a genius” Dean replied and Y/N bowed in front of him as a thank you. They both started counting the tips and it was more than they had to pay. They paid the bill and gave the extra money to the people who played instruments.

“Oh my god! We don't have any money to hire a taxi. Guess we have to walk all the way back to the hotel now” Y/N said with disappointment as they were walking out of the restaurant.

“Ugh.. if I'm going to see that guy again I'm gonna-” Dean began.

“Bend over?” Y/N interrupted, crossing her arms over her chest. Dean sighed and watched as Y/N kept walking with an increased pace. Dean didn't know what to do so he followed her.

Your POV

You couldn't believe that Dean was robbed. You know blaming him for what happened was wrong but you couldn't control the anger you were feeling at the moment.

While you kept walking Dean followed you. You spotted a pub to your right and sighed. “I could really use a drink right now” you sighed with disappointment. Dean stopped and stared at you with guilt. “Let's just get back to the hotel” you said and kept walking.

“No, wait” Dean said, making you stop in your tracks.

“What?” You turned to look at him.

“We could get a drink if you want to,” he suggested.

“Sure” you scoffed and rolled your eyes at him. You turned around and started walking again but Dean grabbed your hand. You turned around to face him.

“Y/N, please! I promised you a fun evening. Let's get a drink” Dean insisted.

“I want to but we don't have any money Dean.” you reminded him.

“Don't worry about that,” he said in a low voice. You raised your eyebrows at him. “Do you trust me?” he questioned. You didn't know what to say.

“Dean, I..” you sighed. He arched an eyebrow at you as you looked at him for a second. “I do,” you finally answered. Dean smiled and pulled you with him into the pub.

You had no choice but to follow him. You both sat on the bar stool “So how are we going to get the drink you offered?” you asked, arching an eyebrow at him.

“Have some patience, sweetheart” Dean looked around and winked at you. You slightly blushed at that and he got up from where he sat.

“What are you doing?” you asked in confusion.

“Wait here” he ordered and started walking towards the pool table that you have just noticed. You got up from where you sat and went to watch what he's going to do from a corner.

You saw a glass of whiskey next to you. You didn't care whose it was and took the glass. You turned to look at Dean and he was up against two big guys. “This isn't gonna end well” you said while downing the drink in your hand.

It was now the start of round three and Dean lost the previous two rounds. “Ugh..” you sighed.

“Where's my whiskey?” You heard a man with a thick Russian accent grumble. You looked at the glass in your hand and silently hid it. You started paying attention to the game again and saw Dean aiming for one more solid. You noticed that there's an easy shot right next to that. “Why is he doing this?” you whispered under your breath. He is losing on purpose.

He lost the third round just like you thought he would. “You know if this was a real game, I would be winning” Dean challenged them. You didn't understand what he was doing but then you remembered that one night when John taught you all on how to hustle pool. Oh my god, he is pool hustling.

You watched the two big guys raising the stakes to one grand. “Why is he doing this? He's a fool, he is going to lose” you heard the guy next to you comment.

“He won't,” you said with confidence and concentrated on the way he was playing. And soon, after a few rounds, Dean won, just like you expected him to. The two guys sighed and handed the money to Dean.

Dean noticed you and walked towards you with a big smile on his face. “Did you see me there? I was awesome!” Dean boasted.

“Yeah you were, you pool hustled them didn't you?” you arched an eyebrow at him.

“You noticed,” he said in surprise.

“Yeah-uh” you said and smiled.

“Shhh” he shushed you and pulled you into him as you both walked towards the bar. “Whatever you want, princess” he said as the bartender approached you.

“Whiskey on the rocks” you ordered.

“Make it two,” Dean ordered the bartender. The bartender came up with your orders and you both started drinking. “I've got to tell you, we are an epic duo.” he commented.

“Can't disagree with that” you said and clinked your glass with his. After a few rounds of whiskey, you pulled him to the dance floor despite his protests. You kept having more whiskey shots while trying to pull him to the dance floor.

“I can't dance,” Dean complained. It felt like the alcohol was totally getting into your head. You ignored his protests and kept dragging him.

“Ugh.. I can't believe this! Someone stole my drink” you heard that russian accent again. “If I see who did that, I will crush them” your eyes widened and you bite your tongue.

“What happened?” Dean questioned you.

“Shhhh, don't tell anyone. I'm the one who stole his drink” you confided and giggled.

“You didn't,” Dean said with a smirk.

“I totally did” your voice slurred. That man started shouting at the manager and you turned to Dean and giggled. Dean sighed and rolled his eyes.

“You are drunk” he commented.

“I'm not drunk, you are drunk” you argued and pouted. Dean looked at you adorably. “I want to have one more of those,” you whined.

“You can't Y/N, you already had enough” Dean argued. “We can't stay here, he is really angry” Dean informed.

“No…..” you whined.

“Come on Y/N, we should leave” Dean insisted.

“Fine” you huffed and pouted again. You saw a bottle of whiskey on the bar counter. “One second” you said and went to the counter. You placed the money on the counter and took the bottle.

Dean dragged you out of the pub and you started drinking from the bottle again. “Y/N, no” he said and snatched the bottle from you. You started whining. Dean rolled his eyes and took a sip from the bottle.

You snatched the bottle from him “I paid for it” you shouted and started drinking.

“Stand here, I will get a taxi for us” Dean ordered you.

“Okay!” you said with a big smile and took one more sip from the bottle.

“No!” he ordered and snatched the bottle away. You pouted and watched as he went to get a taxi. You started walking but you couldn't walk straight. You stumbled on every step and everything looked blurry.

“Y/N, I told you to stand right where you are! Why did you move?” Dean shouted. You looked away from him angrily. Dean tried to drag you towards the taxi but you pushed him away. “Ugh..” he sighed. “Y/N, we have gotta go” he reminded you.

“I don't wanna…” you whined again. He rolled his eyes and came over to you. He threw you on his shoulder. “Ahhhhh… put me down!” you shouted but Dean ignored you and threw you in the back seat. He sat next to you and the taxi started moving. You started kicking his lap with anger.

The taxi finally stopped and Dean pulled you out. Dean paid for the taxi and it left. You turned around to see the hotel. “I'm not going in” you declared.

“Why not?” Dean asked with annoyance.

“I want to enjoy the air and leftover whiskeyyy” you answered.

“Okay, come with me” he said as he held out his hand for you to take.

You slapped his hand away “I won't. You will take me to the room”

“I won't,” Dean assured.

“What? You won't?” you raised your eyebrows at him.

“I won't, I promise” he reassured you.

“You double promise?” you asked him and held your hand in front of him.

“I double promise” he slowly helped you walk towards the elevator. He held you tightly so that you won't fall. The elevator chimed and the doors opened for you to see an open area filled with air. “See I told you, I won't take you to the room” Dean smiled and slowly helped you to walk towards the rooftop. He slowly let go of you. You breathed in the air and looked at the stars.

You suddenly lost your balance and fell on the floor. “Oops, I'm so clumsy..” you said and giggled.

“Yeah you are. Here take my hand” he said as he held out his hand for you. You wanted to take his hand but you had another idea in your head. You took his hand and pulled him towards you. He fell on the floor next to you and you giggled. He turned towards you and glared.

“Sorry…” you apologized and laid on the floor. “Come here, sleep next to me” you said pointing at the floor. He laid next to you. You took the bottle out and took one more sip. “Here, you need this” you said while slowly handing it to him. He took a deep breath and took a sip from the bottle.

Dean's POV

Even though he was getting annoyed with drunk Y/N, it was good to watch her set free. “Come here, sleep next to me” she said while slowly patting the floor and he did as he was told. Ugh not again, he thought to himself as she took out the bottle. “Here, you need this” Y/N adorably handed it to him. He took a sip and kept the bottle away.

He looked at her as she started dancing and hummed some tune while she was lying next to him. Out of nowhere, she started giggling. “What happened?” Dean questioned her.

“Nothing, I just remembered something,” Y/N answered.

“Remembered what?” He asked her.

“The time when I had a major crush on you” she informed and he was surprised to hear that.

“You? You had a crush on me? When?” he asked in surprise.

“A longgg time ago. When I was sixteen and you were twenty” she informed him.

“What? When you were sixteen?” he asked and raised his eyebrows.

“Mhmm. I thought you were going to be my first kiss, you know” she said while tracing his cheek.

“But I wasn't ?” he asked, arching an eyebrow at her.

“Nope” she started humming again. “I even wanted to marry you, you know” she giggled again. She kept humming.

“Well then, you should be happy because you are married to me” he said and slumped his shoulders.

“I guess but you never had feelings for me…” she commented and looked away.

“That's not true, if only you knew,” Dean said, remembering the time when he fell for her.

“Knew what?” she asked and she sounded really sleepy.

“Knew that I did have strong feelings for you during your brother's wedding. You were twenty then and I was twenty four. I don't know if I still do but I did” he said with his voice barely above a whisper. “And if I were to be honest, I might feel the same way again. Do you think you will feel the same for me again?” he asked and waited for her to answer but she didn't say anything.

He turned to look at her and she was already fast asleep. He watched as her skin glowed in the moonlight and slowly traced her cheek with his finger. He got up from the floor and picked her up in bridal style. Dean took the elevator to their room's floor and slowly took her to their room.

After going into the room, he carefully put her to bed and threw a blanket on her. He stared at her for a second as she was sleeping peacefully. He kissed her forehead and proceeded to sleep on the couch.

Team Forever : @valsworldofcreativity @akshi8278 @hobby27 @spngi @avada-kedavra-bitch-187 @impalaspixie @disneyprincessbuffyannesummers

Team free will : @flamencodiva @stoneyggirl @flashxspn @pink-sparkly-witch @wonderfulworldofwinchester @thoughts-and-funnies @kickingitwithkirk @msmarvelouswinchester @vicmc624 @mrswhozeewhatsis @adriennemichelle98 @alberthan @donnaintx @squirrelnotsam @wonder-cole @happyt0exist

Team flannel : @lyarr24 @deandreamernp @beabutterfly987 @krazykelly

Suddenly Forever : @deans-baby-momma @wayward-gypsy

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Congratulations you are the last one to know

Summary : Dean realises that he has feelings for Y/N.

Ship : Dean x reader

Characters : Dean, Sam, Castiel, mentions of Y/N

Word Count : 550

Warnings : none

A/N : here I am once again! Posting a drabble after so long. Unbeta'd so mistakes are all mine. Divider by @firefly-graphics. I might or might not write a part 2 for this.

Dean looked at the empty bedroom in the bunker which was used by his friend until the previous day. It has only been twenty four hours but he already started missing her. He didn't understand why, maybe it's because there hasn't been a single day since a year that went without him seeing Y/N.

He silently walked towards the library and sat next to Sam. “You okay?” he heard his brother ask.

“Yeah, why wouldn't I be?” Dean retorted. Sam rolled his eyes. Dean couldn't help but think about all the good times he spent with her and before he knew it, it was afternoon. Sam already lost count on how many times Dean went to check Y/N's bedroom.

“Do you know when she will come back?” Dean asked while he indulged into his sandwich.

“Two or three days” Sam answered.

“Two or three days?” Dean asked in surprise.

“Yep” Sam replied and kept eating his sandwich.

“Why? Why can't she come home today?” Dean questioned. Sam rolled his eyes at him.

“Her father is sick, Dean. He needs her.” Sam retorted. Dean sighed and silently ate his food. For anyone who is living in the bunker, it feels like time runs really fast but for Dean it felt like time was a snail. It only has been hours but for him it felt like many days had passed by.

“When will she come back?” Dean asked Sam, who was looking for a new case to solve.

“For the last time Dean, asking the same question a thousand times doesn't change the answer!” Sam replied with annoyance. “By the way, why are you waiting for her so much? Are you in love with her or something?” Sam questioned.

“What? Ew, no, of course not! Why would you ask that? You know how much we fight right?” Dean retorted.

“Oh, really,” Sam scoffed. Dean rolled his eyes at him. “Whatever, I'm going to sleep” Sam said while leaving for his room.

How could Sam think that? He doesn't love Y/N. She is not even that pretty for him to like her, she is just average. Her face came into his mind out of nowhere. Okay maybe she is beautiful but that doesn't mean he is in love with her. I mean she does nothing but boss me around and-

Dean deeply sighed and started thinking of all the time he spent with her. It has been over a year since he met her and she bossed them around from the moment they met. Maybe her dad saved their life once but that doesn't mean she can make them do whatever she wants them to. Dean went on thinking about all the bad qualities she has but even though they're bad, people are allowed to have flaws and these bad qualities are what makes her more adorable.

Dean was so caught up in thinking about her that he didn't even notice Castiel coming in.The angel looked at Dean with confusion as he noticed how he sat there ideally and then suddenly “Oh my god, I love Y/N” he finally admitted out loud. Castiel rolled his eyes at him.

“Congratulations you are the last one to know” he heard Castiel say and Dean finally snapped back to reality.

Team Forever : @valsworldofcreativity @akshi8278 @hobby27 @spngi @avada-kedavra-bitch-187 @impalaspixie @disneyprincessbuffyannesummers

Team flannel : @lyarr24 @deandreamernp @beabutterfly987 @krazykelly

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The Masquerade (7)

- Castiel

Summary : To the outside world the Winchesters are just running an MNC and are really good people. Only few people know what they actually do and reader is one of them. Who also happens to work for the FBI and go undercover to investigate them. Things went well until she stated to fall for the younger Winchester.

Ship : Sam x Reader

Warnings : angst, mentions of character death

Characters : you, Sam, Meg, Castiel, Jo, Bobby

Word Count : 1143

A/N : I'm trying so hard to post everything according to a schedule and get out of this writer's block I'm having. Please co-operate with me, I'm just releasing random stuff that has been written long ago. So, here's the 7th part of this series. Thanks a lot @deanwanddamons for being an amazing beta. Divider by @firefly-graphics.

Ps, catch up with the series here

Location : FBI Office, Kansas City

Day : 29th April, 2013

Jo's POV

Jo couldn't face Charlie after Y/N told her about Robert Bradbury's death. As soon as she came to the office, Bobby paid her a visit.

He sat in front of her with nervousness evident in the expression on his face. “Bobby what is it?” She asked with concern.

Bobby let out a breath and looked at her. “It's Y/N, she.. she told me about..” he began.

“About Robert's death? I know,” Jo finished.

“She already risked too much by visiting his body. So, she asked me to tell his family about his death and I want you to help me with it.. it's okay if you're not comfortable.” Bobby informed her.

She squirmed in her seat and looked up at him. “Bobby, it's okay. I would love to help.” Jo said, reassuring him. He gave her a smile which she returned and he left her office.

Between researching the Winchester’s alleged crimes and looking out for Charlie, Jo was attempting to solve a case of her own. This abduction case doesn't involve the Winchesters. The victim was a middle schooler and the person who kidnapped did it for money.

With all the evidence in her hand, she went with a task force to find him and put him behind the bars.

Location : 5th lake Street, Nebraska

Day : 30th April 2013

Your POV

You took a final glance at yourself in the mirror and left for Meg's apartment.

You got out of the taxi and stood in front of a two storey building. You took out your phone and called Meg to tell her that you were here. She came out and invited you inside her home.

She gave you a tour and you would be lying if you said her house didn't impress you. Your eyes fell on a blue file sitting on the dressing table in the master bedroom.

You had a suspicion that it might be related to what Sam and Castiel had discussed the other day because you remembered seeing a similar file on Sam's desk. But how he could be reckless enough to leave it out there confused you.

Soon enough, you were sitting with Castiel and Meg as she explained how they had fallen in love with each other. She blushed a little in the middle while telling the story, which made you feel a little uncomfortable. You wished the whole thing would come to an end soon.

After finishing your food, you excused yourself to the bathroom where you splashed some water on your face. You leaned against the door and took in a deep breath.

You decided to join Meg and Castiel back in the living room so you left the bathroom but curiosity got the best out of you. You really wanted to check what was in that file, as a part of you had a feeling that it could possibly be a trap, so you decided to take a look.

You quickly went into their bedroom freezing when you heard footsteps. Slowly turning around, you noticed Castiel had entered the room.

“What are you doing here?” he asked you suspiciously.

“I have.. I just thought.. I just thought I left my phone here. So, I came to look for it,” you stuttered.

“Are you sure? I think you left it on the dining table,” Castiel said.

“Yeah, right, sorry.” You dropped your eyes feeling guilty and followed him down the hallway to join Meg in the living room.

“Hey, where have you been?” Meg asked.

“I was looking for my phone,” you answered, your voice barely above a whisper.

“Oh okay, did you find it?” she asked casually looking at the TV in front of her.

“Yeah I did,” you replied and let out a breath.

“Is everything okay?” Meg asked with concern. You simply nodded at her. “Good, there's something Cass and I have to tell you.” Meg said, glancing at Cass.

“Sure, what is it?”

“Your boss Sam, he really likes you. In fact he is falling in love with you,” she told you.

“What? Are you kidding me?” you asked, letting out a low chuckle.

“Why would I joke about it Y/N? It's part of the reason why you're here tonight. To tell you more about Sam Winchester. Cass, tell her.”

“Yeah she is right,” Castiel spoke up.

“What? Then why can't he tell me himself?” You scoffed.

“He doesn't know that we're doing this. We wanted to surprise him Y/N. In fact Castiel has been telling me to do this since the week after you joined and finally I invited you to dinner to explain.” You glanced at them for a second not knowing what to do. Your brows pinched together in confusion.

“I have.. I gotta go,” you told them and got up. That was one way to waste your time, you thought to yourself.

“Y/N, wait! I can't let you go alone. Cass will drop you home,” Meg said.

“It's fine-” you began but Meg cut you off.

“Y/N, I won’t take no for an answer.. Cass will drive you home,” she said, not ready to hear any arguments.

“Alright,” you sighed in defeat. Castiel got the keys from inside, so you collected your belongings and got in the car after saying goodnight to Meg. The journey was completely silent.

“Mr Novak?” you spoke up in an attempt to break the silence.

“Yes?” he turned to look at you.

“I was wondering if you could tell me..” you began but stopped as you didn't know how to put it.

“Tell you what?” he asked, arching an eyebrow at you.

“If you could tell me why the previous personal assistant… quit?” you asked, letting out a shaky breath.

“She didn't quit, you know that. I guess you wanted to ask how and why she died?” he spoke up.

“Yeah.. I guess.”

“She told the company's secrets to an outsider and the Winchesters took care of her. By Winchesters I only mean John and Dean,” he answered calmly.

You opened your mouth to ask another question, but you decided to keep your mouth shut. Before you knew it, you were outside your home. “Good night. Mr Novak,” you gave a weak smile and got out of the car. He smiled back and drove away.

Castiel's POV

After dropping Y/N at her home, Cass sat in his car and started going through his contacts. He stopped at John Winchester and called him.

“It's me... I did just like you said. I took her to my home and examined her. I can't quite put my finger on it, but I think she's suspicious,” Castiel informed the man on the other end of the phone.

He hung up when he heard him say “Good job.”

Team Forever : @valsworldofcreativity @akshi8278 @hobby27 @spngi @avada-kedavra-bitch-187 @impalaspixie @disneyprincessbuffyannesummers

Team free will : @flamencodiva @stoneyggirl @flashxspn @pink-sparkly-witch @wonderfulworldofwinchester @thoughts-and-funnies @kickingitwithkirk @msmarvelouswinchester @vicmc624 @mrswhozeewhatsis @adriennemichelle98 @donnaintx @squirrelnotsam @wonder-cole @happyt0exist

The Masquerade : @gia-25 @superfanficnatural @percywinchester27 @calaofnoldor @sams-sass

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allywritesblog · 4 years ago

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Back To You (1)

- Cookies

Summary : set in an au where you and dean knew eachother since you were kids but were seperated from eachother and ended on bad terms. But Dean tries his best to change things years later when you meet eachother again.

Ship : Dean x Reader

Warnings : none I guess

Word Count : 2164

Characters : you, Dean, Mary, John, OFCs and OMCs

A/N : So, after being on hiatus for a while I'm back. Divider by @firefly-graphics. @aingealcethlenn thanks a lot for being an amazing beta. If you want to be tagged send me an ask.

Ps, catch up with the series here

Your POV

Today you saw him again, the jerk next door. That's what you named him after you found out what he called you all the time. He considered you as the nightmare next door, and that still boils your blood. Seeing him again and learning that he is going to be your neighbour made you open your diary you used to write when you were seven.

Dear diary,

Today I saw Dean Winchester for the first time. You wouldn't believe it when I say how perfect he is. He has these freckles, white skin, brunette hair, and his eyes are the greenest thing I have ever seen. They were so magical. I stared into them for at least two minutes when he saved my life.

*Flashback*

Your age : 7

Dean's age : 7

You sat on your bed with a big frown on your face. You were feeling so lonely that day more than ever.

“Y/N,” you heard your mum call and looked through your lashes at her, but you didn't say anything. “Honey, come on. Don't be like that,” your mum said, slowly stroking your cheek. You looked at her with tear-filled eyes. She pulled you in a comforting hug.

“Why did Meg leave?” You asked innocently.

“Y/N.. honey.. she left because her dad got a better job somewhere else. Now she can't stay here without her daddy, can she? Can you stay without your daddy?” She asked, raising an eyebrow at you.

“No,” you said and pouted.

“Then how do you think Meg can stay without her daddy?” She asked, and no answer seemed to come out of you.

“Honey, you still have friends. I mean, you got Jo,” she said, reminding you of your blonde best friend.

“But Jo doesn't live near our house,” you complained.

“Then you can meet someone new. I mean, I heard about some Winchester family moving to that house soon.” She informed you, you didn't care and rolled your eyes at her. “And I heard that they've two sons, and one of them is Dean, who is also in second grade just like you.” She gave more details, a tiny bit of excitement crept inside of you after hearing that.

“But he's not Meg” you tried to reason with her.

“I know, honey, but life is all about meeting new people, making new friends. Maybe if you talk to him, he can be your friend or best friend like Meg even,” she suggested.

Maybe she's right, or you don't know; you just got curious about meeting this Dean guy.

It's been a week since your mum told you that the Winchester family is moving near yours and today was the day where you're finally going to meet Dean Winchester. You saw a truck getting pulled over in the neighborhood through your bedroom's window.

You immediately assumed that it's the Winchesters and Dean Winchester is right there. You ran out of your bedroom and quickly made your way to the porch of your house to see Dean. You weren't really getting a good look. So, you decided to go to their house and greet them.

You ran across the street and heard someone shout, “watch out!” You looked to your left and saw a car speeding in your way, and you froze where you stood. Before you knew it, someone pulled you forward, and your knees hit the ground. The car wasn't there anymore, but your knees were hurting.

“You okay?” you heard a male voice ask. You looked up to see a little boy crouched down beside you. He had the greenest eyes you have ever seen; you could do nothing but stare into them for a while.

“Hello, you okay?” he waved his hand in front of your eyes, and you quickly snapped out. You slowly looked at your knees, and your eyes widened.

“No,” you said with tear-filled eyes. The little boy also looked at your knees.

“Oh my god! Dad!” the little boy screamed, and a man came out of the house. You quickly understood that this little boy is the one who moved next door. The man whom you assumed is this little boy's dad scooped you into his arms and laid you on their couch.

You saw a blonde lady come to the living room with some bandaids, and quickly they patched you up.

“You must be Y/N Y/L/N. I'm John Winchester, Dean's father,” the man greeted himself and pointed at the little boy. You waved at Dean, and he waved back. You saw that he has knee pads and a helmet, and you quickly understood that he skates.

“Okay, Dean, can you tell Mrs. Y/L/N that her daughter is here?” John asked his son.

“What? Why?” Dean whined.

“Do as you’re told, boy,” his father ordered. Dean rolled his eyes, and with a bit of a pout, he left the house.

“Would you like some chocolate chip cookies, honey?” the blonde woman asked.

“It's fine, Mrs. Winchester. I will eat after going home,” you politely declined.

“No, sweetheart, you should try them. Mary makes the best chocolate chip cookies. Let me get some for you,” John said, getting up from the couch. Mary came and sat beside you.

“Is it true that you are smarter than everyone in your class?” Mrs. Winchester questioned you.

“Yeah,” you admitted with a huge grin.

“Good, you should teach Dean how to study sometimes. All day he does nothing but play,” Mary complained. You giggled at that.

John came back with a plate full of cookies to you. He held them in front of you, and you hesitantly took one. ��It's okay,” John assured you, so you took a small bite of your cookie. The cookie was really delicious, and you ate it like it's the most delightful thing in the world.

“See, I told you Mary bakes the best cookies,” John informed, and you agreed with a smile. Before you knew it, the door to the living room opened, and you saw Dean come in with your mum.

“Wha-? Is she eating my cookies?” Dean asked angrily.

“Dean,” John growled and glared at him. Dean frowned.

“Okay, Y/N, what did I tell you about taking food from others?” your mum reminded you.

“Sorry,” you apologized with a pout.

“It's okay, Mrs. Y/L/N, we have plenty,” Mary reassured your mum, and your mum smiled at her. Your mum took you in her arms and carried you out of the house. You took one last glance at Dean before leaving. He glared in your direction, but you didn't care.

The entire day you spent talking about how nice the Winchesters are and how cute Dean is. “Y/N/N, you should not talk about a boy like that,” your mum taunted you, but you just rolled your eyes at her.

Your dad simply giggled when you went on talking about Dean. “Okay, Y/N, you need to sleep now. You have got school tomorrow,” your dad informed you.

“But daddy, I still didn't tell you about his green eyes,” you whined.

“You can tell me about it tomorrow, but if you don't sleep now, you can't see Dean tomorrow because he will be at school,” your dad informed and took you in his arms.

“What? No.. I need to see him,” you whined.

“Then you should go to sleep,” your dad said, rubbing your head. You closed your eyes, and your dad left your room. You opened one eye to see if he was truly gone, and he was.

You kept your hand under your pillow and pulled out your diary. As usual, you wrote down everything that happened today. You kept under your pillow and waited until sleep slowly took over you.

*Break to flashback*

You closed your diary and kept it where you keep your secret possessions. You went to the living room as you heard a knock at your door. You opened it to see Dean standing in front of you.

“What?” you asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

“Okay, first of all, that's rude. That's not how you treat your neighbour who just moved across your home, and secondly, I'm sorry to piss you off. I'm here to give you these cookies as a peace offering. My mum made them. You always liked them, didn't you?” he asked, raising an eyebrow at you.

You looked down at the box he was holding and bit on your bottom lip. “I thought Dean Winchester doesn't share,” you stated, raising your brows at him.

“People change; I did too. I'm not that boy anymore, Y/N. Here” he said, handing that box to you. You took the box and closed the door as you went in.

Dean's POV

After handing the cookie box to Y/N, he went back to his home. She was still angry at him. He could see that; he earned it after all. When Dean joined the new company, he quickly needed to search for a new home.

He started his apartment hunt and finally ended up looking at this one. The apartment was good and all, but he wasn't sure if this was the place he wanted to be, but then he saw Y/N.

When Dean saw her, he thought he was wrong but when he asked his broker who lives across the hallway he confirmed that it was Y/N Y/L/N indeed. Dean was surprised to recognise her even after all these years. It wasn't that hard to recognise either; many of her features remained the same, like her eyes. She still has the same charm in them.

*Previous night*

He went to talk to her when she came back from work. Dean softly knocked on the door and met with a sight of an exhausted Y/N. “Hi, I'm Dean Winchester,” he introduced himself.

“Dean, as in from Kansas?” Y/N asked in confusion.

“Yeah, I'm the boy who lived across the street, remember?” he said with enthusiasm.

“Oh,” she replied plainly. “Good to see you again,” she shrugged.

“The feeling is mutual,” he replied with a smile. “Do you mind if I..” Dean asked suggestively.

She huffed but let him in. He settled on the couch, and Y/N sat opposite him. “You don't look pleased to see me,” he asked with a smirk.

“I'm just exhausted,” she informed him.

“Oh,” he replied and glanced around for a second. His eyes fell on a picture next to the TV; it was him, Y/N, and his brother during Christmas. “You still have this picture?” Dean asked with excitement.

“Yeah,” she answered. Dean smiled and went to take a look at the picture. He took the picture in his hands, but it accidentally slipped and fell to the floor. “Seriously?” she said with anger.

“Sorry,” he apologized sheepishly. She rolled her eyes and started to clean up.

“Let me help,” he said while sitting down on the floor, but then again, he accidentally knocked down a little doll sitting to the left side of the TV.

Y/N threw a glare in his direction. “Sorry,” he apologized again. She ignored him and kept picking the pieces. “Let me help,” he asked, trying to pick up the pieces but knocked down the pieces Y/N was holding. She huffed in annoyance.

“Y/N..” Dean began.

“Can you just leave?” she asked angrily.

“Y/N I..” Dean began to apologise again.

“Leave,” she ordered, and he quickly did as he was told.

*Back to today*

Dean let out a breath and sat in front of his diary. He couldn't believe that he still felt the same about her after all this time. No woman he dated till now was able to change his feelings for her.

He was excited when he realized he would live across from her flat, but when he got to know how she felt about him. Dean felt like a fool. He took out his pen and started jotting down.

Dear diary,

I can't believe what's happening in my life right now. Y/N, the neighbour whom I always considered a nightmare, came back to my life.

Even though I considered her a nightmare, I missed her more than anything else when she left me. I missed how she used to boss me around, how she used to make me study, how she helped me pass third grade when I almost failed.

I also missed how she used to stick around my house all the time. She is less of a nightmare now and more of a woman. I miss her bossy side; she's not bossing me around. She has changed a lot.

He closed his diary and stared at the photo of them as kids and closed his eyes. Remembering her laugh, smile, eyes, and her scent.

“She'll come around,” he said to himself, hoping it would be true.

Team Forever : @valsworldofcreativity @akshi8278 @hobby27 @spngi @avada-kedavra-bitch-187 @impalaspixie

Team free will : @flamencodiva @stoneyggirl @flashxspn @pink-sparkly-witch @wonderfulworldofwinchester @thoughts-and-funnies @kickingitwithkirk @msmarvelouswinchester @vicmc624 @mrswhozeewhatsis @adriennemichelle98 @malikjavaddzayn @donnaintx @squirrelnotsam @wonder-cole @happyt0exist

Team flannel : @lyarr24 @deandreamernp @beabutterfly987 @krazykelly

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The Aftermath (4)

Summary : Winchester brothers have to deal with the consequences of your boyfriend Dean raping you multiple times when he was a demon.

Ship : Dean x reader, Sam x reader

Warnings : attempted rape, heavy angst, assault, break up

Characters : you, Dean, Sam, Castiel

Word Count : 2482

A/N : Dark! Fic so minors stay away. If you want to be tagged let me know below. @writethelifeyouwant thanks for being an amazing beta. Divider by @firefly-graphics. Header by @danneelsmain

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Your POV

To say you were relieved that Dean wouldn't be home for a few days was an understatement. You couldn't believe that you were actually glad when Sam came in to disturb the moment you were having with your boyfriend, you were even more glad when Dean decided to go with Sam on the hunt.

When Dean kissed you on your cheek while the two were about to leave you saw something on Sam's face. Was it jealousy? you questioned yourself. Ever since Dean told you that Sam was in love with you, it felt like you didn't know Sam at all. You kept observing Sam's actions, and when you did you started to see something more than just friendliness in his eyes.

You just pushed those thoughts to the back of your mind, Sam wouldn't do that, he knows that you're in love with Dean and it's always going to be Dean. Of course, you and Dean aren't exactly in a good place right now but you still love him and that's not going to change.

You sighed and did your best to distract yourself. You got up and went to the kitchen to cook something for yourself. When you came back to the bunker library, you found Castiel sitting near the table.

“Cass, hey. What are you doing here?” you asked, making your way to the table.

“Just here to check on you,” he replied and you sat opposite him.

“Did Dean ask you to do that?” you questioned while taking a bite from your sandwich.

“Yeah, but I really wanted to see how you're doing. You know I care about you right?” Castiel asked, pinching his brows together.

“Yeah I know,” you replied. You offered him some sandwich but he declined. You both caught up with each other for a while and then he left before wrapping you in a friendly hug.

You sighed and took out a book from the library to save yourself from the boredom. While you were in the middle of reading some more your phone started to ring – it was Dean. You were not sure if you wanted to answer it, but you did anyway.

You talked about his hunt, and just when you were about to hang up he said those three words. At that moment you didn't know what to say, you knew not saying it back would only hurt him. And so you said it back and hung up.

The next two days were the same, Dean called you and talked about his hunt. Castiel visited you in between, Dean told you that they were coming back the next morning. Of course you replied with the “I can't wait to see you” thing. It's not that you're not excited to see him, it's just a part of you is still terrified of him.

Dean's POV

The hunt was finally over and it'd been two days since he last saw Y/N. He was excited to see her again and hoped that he could maybe fix everything that went wrong but a part of him still wanted to rape her and hurt her. He hated himself for that, he already hurt her once and the guilt was eating him from the inside.

“Dean.. Dean,” he heard his brother call his name and snapped out of his thoughts. “We’re almost there,” Sam informed him. He didn't say anything and kept his eyes on the road. It was a good thing that he asked his brother to drive instead of him.

“Dean, I know that everything that has happened is making you feel guilty but you should know that it wasn't you. It wasn't you Dean, it was the mark,” Sam said reassuring him.

“Why are you bringing it up now?” Dean questioned him.

“I just wanted to remind you, because I know you’re beating yourself up for what you did to Y/N when you weren’t yourself,” Sam answered softly. Dean kept quiet and didn't say anything.

Soon they were at the bunker. They sat near the table and heard footsteps approaching. Dean knew who it was and his eyes lit up when she came down to them. Y/N smiled brightly at them.

Him and Sam both got up from where they were sitting, Y/N came rushing towards them and threw her arms around Sam. “Looks like someone has missed me,” Sam said with a smile and gently rubbed her back. Dean couldn't hide the jealousy he was feeling at the moment. She finally let go of him and came towards Dean, an awkward silence settled between them.

“Uh.. I'll get something for you two to eat,” she said awkwardly and went to the kitchen. Y/N had hugged Sam before but this time it feels different.

The rest of the day passed with them catching up with each other. Dean was lying on the bed when Y/N came in from the shower. His cock slightly twitched at the sight of her, Y/N started to dry her hair and she had nothing but a towel on her body. Just thinking about what lay underneath the towel made his cock hard.

At that moment Dean wanted to choke her on his cock and he knew he couldn’t do that now. Y/N needed time on the intimacy front. “Can you go out for a second? I need to put on something,” Y/N asked softly while turning around to face him.

“Why? I have seen you naked before,” Dean reasoned with her, as he started feeling the anger bubbling under his skin.

“I know but it's just... can you please go out, Y/N asked and took a shaky breath. He wanted to respect her wishes but the anger inside of him and the jealousy he felt before were not letting him. Still, he knew he had to take control over his emotions.

“Alright,” he replied and got up. Y/N let out a breath of relief; but when he was about to leave he remembered that his brother had seen her naked when he saved her from him. “Actually, change in front of me,” Dean ordered and turned to face her.

“Wha-? Dean I...” Y/N began and looked at him with fear in her eyes. Dean knew he should stop now but the fear she was feeling was turning him on.

“Do as you’re told Y/N,” Dean commanded again and approached her.

“No,” she replied and swallowed her fears.

“You can't say no to me Y/N. You do not get to disrespect me,” Dean said while grabbing her jaw with his hand.

“Dean, stop it,” Y/N ordered.

“You don't get to say anything baby girl,” Dean replied and advanced towards her as she kept taking a step back. She stopped when her back hit the wall. Dean trapped her between him and the bricks behind her. “Do you not remember what happened in Hell or do you want me to remind you?” he whispered in her ear.

“Dean–” she choked out in fear. He grabbed her face and started to kiss her while his hands travelled to her ass, she tried to push him away but he was too strong. She tried to hit him with her leg but Dean pressed his body hard against her.

With all the strength she had she pushed him away. Dean grabbed her by her waist when she was about to run. “No, Dean, stop! Please stop!” she screamed at the top of her voice but Dean didn't stop.

He slammed her against the wall and pulled off her towel forcefully. “No, no, please Dean, no,” she begged him with tears filled eyes but Dean didn't care. He started to rub her pussy with his hand and observed that she was not aroused, so he spit on his hand and started to rub her pussy again.

“Dean, no!” she shouted. “Sam, Sam!” she screamed, crying for help. This made Dean even more angry. So, he grabbed her by her throat and started to choke her.

“That's not the name you are supposed to say baby girl,” he whispered in her ear. He pulled his sweatpants down and lined himself up at her entrance. But before he knew it Sam barged in and trapped him against the floor while punching some sense into him.

“Sam, stop!” Y/N ordered in between her sobs. Sam got up from the floor and handed her towel to her. She quickly wrapped it around herself. Dean finally came back to his senses and Y/N looked at him with fear. Before he could say anything she picked up her dress from the bed and walked out of the room.

“What the hell was that Dean?” Sam questioned him. Dean didn't know what to say, he should have stayed away from her when he was still feeling that way.

“I don't know,” Dean replied and walked out of the room with guilt.

Y/N didn't even dare to look at him after that. They ate their dinner in silence and after they finally finished Sam took the dishes.

“Y/N what happened just now-” Dean began to explain.

“It wasn't your fault, it was because of the mark I understand. I don't blame you,” Y/N began cutting him off. “I'm sorry, I know I’ve been avoiding you a little bit. It's just... I need time, maybe if we just keep our distance from each other for a while I guess we will be alright” Y/N finished.

Dean looked at her puzzled. Did she want to break up with him?

“I mean maybe we should have our separate rooms and keep our distance on the physical front. I'm not breaking up with you, there's nothing for you to worry about. I will never give up on us,” Y/N promised and placed her hand over his. “I will always love you but I don't think I can show it physically now,” Y/N said softly.

“I know, I just wish I didn't do it. I wish I had more control, I will wait for you to be ready, however long it takes,” Dean replied and held her hand in his. He got up and slowly kissed her forehead before heading to bed.

Dean went to his room and laid on his bed as he waited for sleep to take over him but it felt like a lost cause with a million thoughts running in his mind at the same time. He hurt the person that he loves the most, again, and his heart heaved with guilt. A part of him wished he continued with his sexual advances towards her.

He felt even more guilty as he realised how selfish he had been. Even when he knew a part of him wanted to rape her he still didn't keep his distance from her. Dean should have let go of her long ago and now he lived to regret it.

Your POV

You were glad to see the brothers again. When you saw Sam you felt safe, so you forgot that your boyfriend was still there and threw your arms around him. The sense of security you felt in Sam's arms in that moment was something you haven't felt before.

You realised that Dean was standing right there and let go of Sam. You went to hug Dean but it felt awkward. Nothing much happened the rest of the day. You took a bath and went to your room to put on something and saw Dean lying on the bed.

The way he was looking at you felt like a predator looking at his prey. You felt a sense of fear wash over you. You asked Dean to go out, at first he agreed but then he stopped and asked you to change in front of him. You knew you couldn't do that and before you knew it Dean tried to force you. If it wasn't for Sam you would have lived one more nightmare.

You knew it wasn't his fault but you couldn't stop getting scared of him. It was the same face that raped you. You wanted to forgive him but you needed time and some space from the physical intimacy. When Dean began to explain his actions, you told him what you needed.

Dean agreed to that and kissed your forehead before heading to bed. And so you got up and went to your room to get some sleep. After tossing around on your bed for a while you finally got some sleep. You woke up early and went to make breakfast for the three of you just like the old times.

You kept the breakfast on the table and saw them come in. You all ate in silence and you wished things hadn't gone this way. You took the dishes after you all finished eating and went to wash them. You saw Dean approaching you while you were doing dishes.

“I need to talk to you,” Dean said leaning against the wall.

“Sure, what is it?” you asked as you finished washing the last dish and taking off your gloves.

“I think we should break up and it's time for you to leave the bunker” Dean answered.

“What? Why? Is it because of the mark?” you questioned crossing your arms over your chest.

“Yeah I should have done this a long time ago, you should leave the bunker Y/N. Don't ever look back, I don't know how long I’ll even have this and as long as it's on me, you are not safe. You should leave, don't ever come back to me or try to contact me again,” Dean replied.

“But Dean-” you began in protest.

“Just do what you're told. I won't say it again.” Dean barked at you. You didn't know what to say and so you went to your room and started packing your things with tearfilled eyes.

“Are you really going to go?” You heard Sam ask and turned to face him.

“Yeah I think so,” you replied softly.

“Are you sure? I could talk to him-” Sam began.

“Don't Sam, I will be fine. Just take care of him and yourself,” you said, patting his shoulder. You saw Castiel on your way out of the bunker.

“Make sure that he will be fine, for me,” you said, glancing at Dean who wasn't even daring to look at you at the moment.

“I will,” Castiel nodded and took your bag into his hands.

“It's okay Cass, I can take care of myself,” you replied and went to the car you had abandoned long ago which was lying in the bunker's garage now. You took it out and started driving to Jody's. In the hopes of getting yourself some shelter before you find one for yourself.

Team Forever : @valsworldofcreativity @akshi8278 @hobby27 @spngi @avada-kedavra-bitch-187 @impalaspixie

Team free will : @flamencodiva @stoneyggirl @flashxspn @pink-sparkly-witch @wonderfulworldofwinchester @thoughts-and-funnies @kickingitwithkirk @msmarvelouswinchester @vicmc624 @mrswhozeewhatsis @adriennemichelle98 @malikjavaddzayn @donnaintx @squirrelnotsam @wonder-cole @happyt0exist

Team flannel : @lyarr24 @deandreamernp @beabutterfly987 @krazykelly

The Aftermath : @shelbieza03 @sammykb1994 @agirlwithdemonblood @wayward-gypsy @deannwinchester67

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So Close

Chapter 1 - Wounds

Ship : Sam Winchester x Reader

Summary : Y/N never thought she would find love and get a chance to live after she found out the true colours of her evil step-mother Abaddon. But when Y/N was chased by her men, she falls into a well and instead of dying she finds herself in an entirely different world where she meets a mysterious man who calls himself Sam. Read along to find out what happens in their journey.

Word Count : 1803

Warnings : angst, hurt reader, some fluff

Characters : you, Sam, Dean, Jo, Chrissy (ofc)

A/N : This fic has been created as a part of @spnfanficpond Alpha reader program, where I got the amazing opportunity of being a mentee for my alpha @girl-next-door-writes, who has been amazing at her job. This is also my entry for @firefly-in-darkness movie inspiration challenge. Divider by @firefly-graphics

Ps, catch up with the series here

Sam's POV

Sam started driving home and his phone started to ring. He connected his phone to his car using bluetooth and heard his daughter's voice from it.

“Hi daddy!” Chrissy greeted him.

“Hey sweetheart” Sam greeted back.

“Uncle Dean came home today,” his daughter said with excitement.

“That's nice, what is he doing?” Sam questioned her while he kept driving.

“He is with aunt Jo, he took her into the room and closed the door” Chrissy said innocently.

“Of course he did,” Sam scoffed and rolled his eyes.

“Can you bring me gummy bears please?” she requested. He could totally imagine the puppy dog eyes she would be giving him right now.

“The shops are closed sweetheart, I will buy you some in the morning.” Sam promised her. He had been overworking himself all week so it wasn’t much of a surprise that the exhaustion was catching up with him, making him feel a little sleepy and distracted.

“In the morning?” he heard her whine and snapped back to his senses.

“Yeah, okay Chrissy. Daddy's gotta drive, we will talk after I come home” Sam quickly ended the call and rubbed his eyes for a moment trying his best to keep his eyes on the road.

That was the moment he saw a figure emerge from a manhole at the side of the road. He thought he was dreaming at first. She was glowing under the moonlight and she looked brighter than the sun for a second.

He was so lost in watching the mysterious vision before him that he forgot that he was driving. Eyes flickering back to the road, Sam realised he was headed right for a telephone pole. Doing his best to take control of the car, he quickly turned the wheel. Too late he saw the woman was now in his path. He did his best to hit the breaks but by the time he did, he heard a thud.

Luckily he wasn’t driving very fast due to him being aware of his exhaustion, he just hoped that he hadn’t injured her badly. He quickly got out of the car and went to check on her. She was sitting on the road and kept examining her wounds on her hands and legs. Thankfully there were no wounds on her hands but it looked like her legs were hurt. Feeling guilty about the situation and keeping his exhaustion a side, he quickly made his way to her.

“You okay?” Sam asked, looking at her with concern. She looked up at him, his hazel eyes met with her doe Y/E/C eyes for a brief moment, he felt his heart flicker and his breath quickened after seeing such beauty. He quickly snapped out and cleared his throat as he held out his hand for her, she took it and slowly got up, her hand was really warm and soft. Even though he didn't get a good look he could see how beautiful her dress was, it would have been more beautiful if there were no dirt stains on it.

Now he took a good look at her, he could see the intricate design of her beautiful gown, the way the light blue at the top faded into a soft white. He noticed that skin didn't glow like it did before, although that had probably been a trick of the light “Miss, are you going somewhere?” Sam questioned. She kept glancing at her surroundings like she never saw them before.

“Excuse me,” Sam said looking at her. “Miss? Miss?” he waved in front of her eyes and she finally snapped out of her thoughts, finally turning to look at him

“Where am I?” She questioned quietly.

“In New York” he answered and raised an eyebrow at her.

“New York?” her brow furrowed in confusion as if she was tasting the new word. Sam didn't understand her reaction and narrowed his eyes, wondering if she had perhaps hit her head in the accident.

“Yeah, do you have to go somewhere?” Sam asked, cautiously trying to assess the situation.

“Yeah,” she replied and moved to walk but she stumbled, her injuries much worse than Sam had first assumed.

“Are you okay? Do you mind if I take a look at your leg?” he asked, helping her to sit on the sidewalk.

“Huh? Sure, yeah” she replied and slowly lifted her gown. Enough for him to take a look at her knee, which was covered with blood in need of first aid.

“My home is just a few streets away, I can patch you up there and you can call someone, or I can drop you wherever you have to go in the morning?” Sam suggested with a little uncertainty. He didn’t know this girl and she didn’t know him, for all he knew she could make a habit of this and be planning to rob him or sue him.

She looked around for a while and finally nodded her head as a yes. He sighed and opened the car door for her, helping her take a seat before jogging around to the drivers side and climbing back in himself.

He drove to his home and helped the girl get out of the car. “What is your name?” he asked while getting on the elevator. She didn't say anything until the elevator doors opened.

“Y/N Lafitte” she answered slowly. Sam nodded and guided her to his apartment. He opened the door to find Chrissy sitting on the couch and watching cartoons. She jumped to her feet when she heard someone come in rushing towards the door.

“Daddy, you are home” she said with a bright smile before her eyes fell on the woman standing behind him.

“And you brought a princess with you” she squealed in excitement.

“Princess? Chrissy, she is not a princess. She hurt her leg. So, we are going to help her” Sam informed his daughter.

“Actually she is right. I'm a princess.” Y/N spoke up as she slowly limped her way to Chrissy.

“See, I told you. She is a princess!” Chrissy said with a wide grin. “Are you okay? Why are you limping?” Chrissy asked with concern in her voice and eyes.

Sam rolled his eyes. “She hurt her leg Chrissy, that's why she is limping” he raised his voice a little in annoyance, but when he turned to look at Chrissy, he realised that he shouldn't have sounded so harsh.

“Chrissy, sweetheart. Daddy didn't mean to shout at you, I just wanted to tell you that. Y/N.. I mean the princess hurt her leg just now. We need to help her right?” Sam asked as he slowly arched an eyebrow at his daughter. She nodded at him with a soft frown.

“So, can you please bring the box daddy put in the bedroom which has flower bandages?” Sam asked, causing Chrissy to smile as she went to get them. “You can sit if you want to,” Sam suggested. Watching as she nodded he helped her to sit on the couch.

After helping her to sit, Sam went to knock on Jo and Dean's door. Waiting for them to open restlessly. “Sam, we were in the middle of something,” Dean complained.

“Yeah I got that but I need you both right now” Sam said, shutting Dean down as Jo came out of the bedroom. He explained everything that had just happened, they both nodded as they took the information in. He wished he was more careful while driving but he can't go back now. Sam felt a light tug on the bottom of his shirt and, looking down, he saw Chrissy standing beside him with a box.

“Can you help me patch her up?” Sam asked, pinching his brows together. Jo nodded as they both headed to the living room. Dean spotted Y/N and gave a flirty smirk in her direction. “Dean, seriously?” Sam said, crossing his arms over his chest as he got annoyed with his brother's actions. Causing Dean to roll his eyes.

Jo sat on the floor by Y/N’s feet as she cleaned her wounds and started patching her up. “Ow” Y/N flinched and Sam felt a sudden protective urge towards the strange girl sitting on his sofa. At that moment he reached for her hand and she turned to look at him. Their gaze met and they both found themselves staring deep into each other's eyes as Jo attended to her wounds.

“So, I..” Jo began and cleared her throat, snapping Sam back into reality. “So, I just patched her up and, from what I can see, there aren't any major injuries, but I think it's safe to say that maybe we should take her to a doctor and make sure everything is fine” Jo suggested.

“Yeah, sure” Sam silently nodded agreeing with Jo. Sleeping arrangements were made, placing Jo, Chrissy and Y/N together in one room while Sam shared with Dean.

Sam straightened his bed and changed into something comfortable to sleep in. As he laid on the bed, he let out a breath. This whole situation had him so confused. He had only just met Y/N, and she already was starting to have an effect on him. This was something he had never experienced before.

“You okay?” the deep rumble of Dean’s voice broke through his thoughts.

“Yeah… it's just Y/N. I.. I don't know..” Sam sighed, frowning as he stared up at the ceiling in frustration.

“You have got a crush on her or something?” Dean teased, turning to look at his younger brother with a smirk. “I saw the way you looked at her when Jo was patching her up”

“No. Come on, Dean, that's not what I meant. We don't know her, she could be anyone and Chrissy is already getting attached, she thinks she’s some kind of princess! What if she turns out to be a bad person? Chrissy already lost her mom when she left both of us for that billionaire.” Sam vented his concerns to his big brother, trying to stick to logic.

“Sam, would you just calm down? We will find out everything about her and something tells me that she is not a bad person. Besides, for all we know she could leave as soon as her wounds are healed. So, don't worry too much” Dean shrugged as he settled down for the night, sensing Sam nodding in return.

Sam closed his eyes and waited for sleep to take over him, but his thoughts wouldn’t let him rest. She could be anyone right? He remembered how she admitted that she is a princess. He assumed that she decided to play along for Chrissy but what if she's right? What if she really is a princess?

Team Forever : @valsworldofcreativity @akshi8278 @hobby27 @spngi @avada-kedavra-bitch-187 @impalaspixie

Team free will : @flamencodiva @stoneyggirl @flashxspn @pink-sparkly-witch @wonderfulworldofwinchester @thoughts-and-funnies @kickingitwithkirk @msmarvelouswinchester @vicmc624 @mrswhozeewhatsis @adriennemichelle98 @malikjavaddzayn @donnaintx @squirrelnotsam @wonder-cole @happyt0exist

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