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“When You Call” Masterlist

“When You Call” Part 1-Warnings: A/B/O Dynamics, Angst, Angry (and dick-ish) Alpha!Dean, Angry Omega!Reader, mentions of graphic violence, injury descriptions as well. This part is a bit rough, I promise it gets better though! Pairing: Eventual Dean x Reader Characters: Alpha!Sam, Alpha!Dean, Omega!Reader, OMC Jason, OMC Jason’s Friend A/N:AHHHHH My first fic back from hiatus…. So I did a poll and the fic that won is this very one! Yes it is angsty but I will be posting part 2 either tomorrow or Wednesday. I know it seems like this is gonna be super heavy, but I promise it will get better! Next part is gonna have a ton of fluffs and all of that jazz so enjoy the fic! Also a gigantic thanks to @emoryhemsworth for Betaing this fic! Love you girl!

“When You Call” Part 2- Warnings: A/B/O Dynamics, Angst, Alpha!Dean, Omega!Reader, mentions of graphic violence, injury descriptions, attempted assault (head my warnings if you are easily triggered. Pairing: Eventual Dean x Reader Characters: Alpha!Sam, Alpha!Dean, Omega!Reader, OMC Jason, OMC Jason’s Friend (Mark) A/N: Hello everyone! Welcome to part 2! This fic is turning into quite the series and I am so excited to share it with you guys! I hope y’all enjoy! Once again, many many many thanks to @emoryhemsworth for being my Beta reader, you are truly awesome sauce! As I mentioned in the announcement, there will be a part 3! This one is angsty still, I promise that fluff and smut will be in this series but for right now, it’s a bit painful. I hope y’all enjoy!

“When You Call” Part 3- Warnings: A/B/O Dynamics, Angst, Alpha!Dean, Omega!Reader, mentions of graphic violence, injury descriptions, fluff Pairing: Eventual Dean x Reader Characters: Alpha!Sam, Alpha!Dean, Omega!Reader A/N: Hello everyone! It is time for part 3!!! Sorry it took so ling to post,gif hunting is serious business! I hope y’all are enjoying this so far and I am loving the reactions that this fic is getting! Once again, many many many thanks to @emoryhemsworth for being my Beta reader, and thank you for dealing with all of my grammar and tense issues… you have a heart of gold!! As I mentioned in the announcement, there will be a part 3! This one is angsty still,but now, it actually has some fluff and a hint of sexy times in the future so hold on tight!!!!. I hope y’all enjoy! (Italics in this one signify internal dialogue as well…)

“When You Call” Part 4- Warnings: A/B/O Dynamics, Angst, Alpha!Dean, Omega!Reader, FLUFFY AF, some angst, panic attack Pairing: Eventual Dean x Reader Characters: Alpha!Sam, Alpha!Dean, Omega!Reader A/N: Ohh guys it’s time for part 4!!! I know that this was a few days coming but I promise it’s worth the wait! The responses to this series is overwhelming and I can’t thank each and every one of you enough for your support! Once again, many many many thanks to @emoryhemsworthfor being my Beta reader, and thank you for dealing with all of my grammar and tense issues… you have a heart of gold!! This one is still slightly angsty, but it is also Fluffy AF! (Italics in this one signify internal dialogue as well…)

“When You Call” Part 5-Warnings: A/B/O Dynamics, hint of Angst, Alpha!Dean, Omega!Reader, FLUFFY!!!! (Not much for this one, I know!) Pairing: Eventual Dean x Reader Characters: Alpha!Sam, Alpha!Dean, Omega!Reader A/N: Part 5 is here! I am so happy that everyone is loving this series!!!! Once again, many many many thanks to @emoryhemsworth! This one is still slightly angsty, but it is also Fluffy AF! (Italics in this one signify internal dialogue)

“When You Call” Part 6- Warnings: A/B/O Dynamics, hint of Angst, Alpha!Dean, Omega!Reader, FLUFFY!!!!, SMUT (FINALLY), 18+ only(trust me kiddos, it’s for your own good), handjob (More to come!!!), Slightly NSFW gifs Pairing: Dean x Reader Characters:Alpha! Sam, Alpha!Dean, Omega!Reader A/N: Okay People! So this one was a long time coming because I had work that got in the way! But it’s finally here! This one is long because of the fact that a lot is going down in this one (Or ‘up’ shall I say?). Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy!!!

“When You Call” Part 7- Warnings: SMUT (18+ only people), some cursing, ABO Dynamics, Alpha! Dean, Omega!Reader, nothing after that really. If I missed anything, lemme know. Pairing: Dean x ReaderCharacters:Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Y/N (reader) A/N:SURPRISE! I came out of my College Classes hole to give you part 7 of “When You Call” for Smut Appreciation Day 2018! I’m sorry I can’t do more than this, but I have to program a microprocessor as well as run more programs and do a quiz for Video Archaeology. I told y’all I’d try to be more active during the semester and I’m so happy I’ve been carving out time to do that! I hope you all enjoy this installment of WYC!

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Needed You-IMAGINE

Warnings: Only one, mention of a bad hunt… Other than that a sprig of angst n a giant pile of fluff.

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Jack, Reader.

A/N:Anonymous asked: Can I request a Jack imagine?

Why yes you can, nonny. Yes you can.

For this one I am not sure where you wanted me to go with it, so I am going to try a different approach, I hope you like it! I’ve never written for Jack before but let’s give it a go!

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Originally posted by babytheimpalaimagines

“Y’know what Dean, fine! I screwed up the hunt. You feel better now?” Yelled Y/N as she threw the bunker door open.

“Y’know something, Y/N? I love you, but you are so ignorant sometimes. I told you to hang back and you had to go in, this isn’t about right or wrong, a kid died today!” Yelled Dean as Y/N came down the stairs.

Jack ran to the stairs to see what was going on, he’d never heard Dean like this with Y/N. Y/N became a part of the family after her brother was killed during the attack on the British Men of Letters Bunker. Sam and Dean decided to take her in, since she had no one else, and within weeks, she fit right in, as the sister that the boys never had.

When Jack came into the picture, she was the only one that Jack would feel comfortable talking to. For some reason, he always felt safe around her. Maybe it was that she was there since birth, or that she never judged him for what he was, either way, he hated the way that Dean was speaking to her and he couldn’t help but rush to her aid.

“Y/N?” Jack stated with a inquiring face, a hint of anger and slight fear stirring under his features.

Y/N Immediately replied with “Everything’s ok Jack, go back to your room.” She then turned her attentions back to Dean, “You think I don’t know that Dean?! The kid died in my arms, you think I could forget that?!”

As soon as her foot hit the last step Jack heard Dean from halfway down the stairs, “No you can’t forget that but you damn sure forgot your training.”

“Dean, take it easy” said Sam as he tried to soothe his brothers rage.

Dean yelled ,“NO SAM! We took it easy on Charlie, she got killed, we took it easy on Jack and his grace got stolen,at least the damage to the both of them was isolated to themselves, Y/N got someone killed, a child. I’ll be damned if I–”\

At that point is when all three of the boys heard a door slam, and they knew Y/N was in her room.

She didn’t come out in hours. Sam knocked and tried to get her to eat but all he heard was a croak of “leave me alone”. Sam didn’t know what to do and Dean was starting to cool down. Jack, well he was thinking of any and everything that he could do to make Y/N feel better. Then finally he came up with an idea.

Y/N heard a knock at her door and she yelled “go away! I don’t want anything to eat, just leave me alone.”

Then a few seconds went by and another knock.

“Seriously Sammy, stop… and if you’re Dean I swear”

Then more knocking.

She begrudgingly got up and was met with a mountain of blankets, a bag of her favorite snacks, and stacked ever so precariously at the top was the box collection of her favorite movie series: Jurassic Park. One thing that was 100% unmistakable was the huff and slight giggle of Jacks voice as he tried to re-adjust his grip on the blankets.

She immediately let him in and said “What is this Jack?”

As soon as Jack plopped everything down on the bed he looked at her and said “I didn’t know what to do. You are sad and I don’t like that. You’re sweet and kind and you don’t deserve what Dean said to you…”

“Jack I’m-”

“No, let me finish, I like to see you smile, so I got everything that made you smile before. I got your favorite blanket, all the snacks you like, I even found the extra pack of Oreo’s for you, and I found the weird movies about the oversized reptiles that you always scream and giggle at.”

Y/N giggled at that and Jack smiled and he said “see it’s already working… That’s good.”

She smiled at Jack as he grabbed the first Jurassic Park and popped it into the DVD player that was in her room as she needed no prompt to crawl under the blanket and Jack soon followed her.

As she cuddled up to Jack she said in a barely audible hum, “Jack?”

“Hmm?”

“It was you… you made me smile… Thank you. I needed this, I needed you.” She said as she buried her face in his chest.

Jack grabbed her tighter and said “And I’ll always need you.” as he pecked the crown of her head, “Now…. about these reptiles..”

Y/N started giggling as she explained for the one hundredth time her favorite movie, to her favorite person, Jack.

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I’m Not Okay...But

Trigger warning!!!!

This isn’t a cry for help, a need for attention. No, this is just me acknowledging a fact that I used to hide…. I’m not okay.

My bipolar is taking over, my depression is the strongest soldier in its army for me. For others, it’s the mania that is the strongest. For me, it’s the depression.

That dark abyss, that feeling in my heart and mind that says that I’m not good enough. That I’m a waste of space, that it would be better to just end it. I haven’t had that thought stay in my head for more than .02 seconds in years. It happened last night. Fights lead to words and those words lead to me taking the car and driving down the street.

I parked my car in an empty parking lot and screamed my head off and cried. Thinking that all I needed to do was scream and it would go away. The loathing of myself, the negative self talk, the hate towards myself overwhelming ans all consuming….

I thought my gastric bypass would fix me… Would make this anxiety, this pain and torture, this executioner in my head go away… But he was just sharpening his axe… Mental illness…. It doesn’t go away. But I’m making progress…

For years whenever someone would ask me if I was okay I’d automatically respond with “I’m fine” or “meh, don’t ask” because I thought that if I said it long enough, if I denied it long enough, eventually my brain would believe me. It only covered my gaping wounds that needed stitches with a shitty bandage.

This is me, saying the truth… I’M NOT OKAY… And I probably never will be.

BUT….acknowledging that is the first step to coping with it. Thank you for helping me take my first public step, for being my first stitch.

I’m not giving up, I’m seeing a therapist, I’m on medications that help me, I’m seeing my psychiatrist every month, I’m in a gaming club and a religion club (to keep positive and great people around me)…. I’m not giving up. Not to mention my friends. There are good times ahead, I know that. And for me, that’s worth it.

It’s worth the pain, the mental anguish, the anxiety, it’s all worth it. It’s worth it because I love. I love simply, with all my heart. I think with all of my mind, and I fight with all of my being… And I’m not stopping now.

This isn’t a cry for help, a need for attention. No, this is just me acknowledging a fact that I used to hide…. I’m not okay….

But I’m okay with that.

AKF people, AKF

Love,

Victoria

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I Had A Dream... About You (To my Ex)

I had a dream about you. You hadn’t been in my head for months, after we broke up it was so freeing, like I was able to focus on me. But this dream, oh this dream.

I was on an exotic vacation with my family, and we went into a gigantic pool, we dove from a helicopter into it..It was At least 30 ft deep and the length of an olympic. The depth or length didn’t scare me, as I’m a good swimmer.

Originally posted by no-se-lo-digas-a-nadie

But on one end there were sharks. A great white, a tiger and a few others. At first I didn’t mind them until my sister got afraid. SO we stood to the opposite side of the pool. Soon I heard the helicopter come back. This time a new family dropping in… It was yours.

Suddenly I felt panic, your youngest brother, not even 10, was trying to play with the sharks. None of you knew that they were in the water and there was no time to explain, so we ignored my parent’s pleas to stay on our side of the pool as my sister and I swam toward him. I remember seeing one of the sharks almost grab his leg and I yanked him out of the way quickly, I didn’t even care that I was the closest target. As soon as I got him out of there I swam back… to save your family… and you.

Originally posted by blackandwh0te

I remember thinking “this guy and his parents hurt me so much, why do I care?” Then it hit me… I will always care about you. You were my first boyfriend, my first kiss, my first “I want to be with you”, my first “Please don’t ever leave me”.

As we got out of the pool my dad immediately attacked your dad, knowing that it was his slight shows of chauvinism that changed you into a slightly chauvinistic man. After pulling them apart we went to eat.

Your cousins were there and they talked about me in my face “There’s the one that ruined him for everyone else…. Look at her, she thinks she’s so high and mighty.”

I got so angry and I punched her, before I could do more damage I went to the bathroom to cool off. She finally shut her mouth when I came back.

As our families sat together I looked at you a plastered on fake smile, that only I could see through. A thousand questions in your head, and fear… You were always big on that one. You feared what I’d say, the truth. You feared my strength instead of embracing it, tried to smother it instead of feeding it. Finally I had enough of the front.

“Hey (Name), can I talk to you over here for a minute?” I said as I motioned to the other side of the restaurant. As you followed, I finally got what I needed to say off my chest.

“Why? Why did you abandon me when I was sick, (Name)?” I said near tears.

“I don’t know” he said.

“Why didn’t you man up when I was on my deathbed, huh? Why did you leave me suffering me on my own if you said that you cared!? ANSWER ME!” I screamed with tears screaming down my face.

At that moment your dad got up, to rush to the aid of his little boy… His little, innocent 22 year old boy, “That’s enough!” He said.

Originally posted by softlysaygoodbye

“Is it!? Because I wasn’t enough, was I !? I wasn’t enough!”

My dad rushed to my side and said “She needs to get this out”

Originally posted by wanderlust-and-homicide

Then I continued, “You lied to me! You’re a liar! You said you’d be there till I died, you said you’d never let me go, you said you loved me… AND YOU LIED!” I screamed.

I saw your face break in the same way I imagined when I broke up with you, because you couldn’t find the courage to ask to see me. It just made me more angry.

“I will never trust you again! You broke me! You demolished me and threw me away, just like that! I don’t ever want to see you again, get out of my life!” I screamed as my dad said that it was enough and that it was over as we walked to our car.

Then I woke up, dazed and confused… Not remembering any of this until my Google photos showed me pictures of us on our first date, the carshow, you remember?

When all of this came up I stopped reading for my classes, I stopped thinking about my presentation… And I started to wonder what it all meant.

I know it now. I’m always gonna love you. Like I said before,You were my first boyfriend, my first kiss, my first “I want to be with you”, my first “Please don’t ever leave me”.

I’m always going to want to protect you and your family, save you from everything including yourself, I’m always going to wonder about how you’re doing or what you look like since I haven’t seen you in a little over a year. I’m always going to have a piece of me that cares and wants the best for you.

But… and there is always a but, you know that…. I won’t trust you, I won’t trust your family. I won’t ever walk into your house again and think of it as a second home, it will always be enemy territory to me. Yet….

We had great times, we gamed for hours laughing at the most ridiculous shit.

You taught me so much about art and drawing that I can never draw a foot without thinking of that one night when you stood online with me for 4 hours, just so I could learn their perspective…

My mind was trying to tell me something, and I know what it is now…

No matter what happened or what went down, we still had good times, you aren’t a bad guy, just not the right one for me.

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Holy… shit… I have no words.

Originally posted by thejabberwock

Thank you for your words, @anathewierdo … This was super hard for me to write because I honestly went through this dream and I still feel it like it just happened…. Super raw emotions are in this one….

It was a dark time that I think my mind finally reconciled with… Thought I’d mark the occassion by sharing my weird dream and what I came out of it with everyone…

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A Letter to The Man Who Broke Me

You Know Who You Are,

You know, I wanted to write a poem about how I feel about you, but it just seems so cliche. So instead, I’m going to explain how I feel about you.

At first, I was in awe of you. You had gone through so much and yet you still had the strength to go on and better yourself and to set a better example for your nieces and nephews. You cared… Well, at least I thought you did. You were worried every time I wasn’t at school and supported me when my house caught on fire. You were one of the few that I looked forward to seeing in the morning. That one hug I always craved.

You said you were no good, that no one, including yourself, was good enough for me. I didn’t believe it, and I still don’t. My mistake.

As time went on and we graduated I began to crave you. I craved your voice, your touch, your everything. It wasn’t so bad when we weren’t talking but when we were, god I needed you like air… I still do… My mistake.

The more we got to talking the more you revealed to me. You said that you were not interested in a relationship but simply attracted to me… You just wanted to fuck…. Every conversation ended like that.

Friendly banter,

Light flirting,

Heavy flirting,

Wanting to fuck.

I told myself you were hiding your true feelings for me, that you were only trying to get as close as you could without hurting me…. My mistake.

One day, I was so close to giving in, to just getting what I could and leaving to mend my heart, a part of me hoping that after I gave my virginity to you, that you would see me for who I am…

Then my brain kicked in,

To you, I am just someone to have sex with,

To me, you are the person I want forever with.

To you, I am just a friend that you’ve been wanting to screw,

To me, you are the only person I’ve ever wanted to give everything to.

To you, I am just a decent face on a soft body,

To me, you are the most gorgeous and understanding human being I know.

To you, I am just a girl,

To me, you are my world.

But I’ll never show you this,

Because you would just laugh,

That’s what you did when I told you the truth.

You thought the prospect of my heart being torn to shreds from just having sex with you was funny. Saying to me that it wasn’t that serious. When in fact, it is. When I told you to fucking grow up, because anyone would know that I was serious, and how you obviously don’t value me like I value myself, you only responded with one word: “Okay”.

You ripped my heart out of my chest with one word, okay, but it’s not your fault that I gave you everything all those years ago.

It was my fault, lying to myself just to make myself feel like I had my very own Clark Kent, my very own Bruce Wayne.

Someone to make me feel like I was desirable, hell irresistible even, but I was just playing your game, the way you wanted it played.

You said that kid that I knew, the kind and loving one is dead…. I believe you now.

You said that you were no good for me and ….. I believe you now.

You said that I should find someone that can give me everything…. I believe you now.

You said that all that you wanted was to fuck me…. Congratulations, I believe you now.

This letter turned from a list of things that I love about you to a list of things that make it so hard to say goodbye…

But.

I’m strong. Stronger than you think. I’ll live another day, I’ll breathe again. And I’ll do it all without you.

I’m done living with what could have been had you opened your eyes.

I’m done living with a fantasy of the possibilities of you coming around.

I’m done waiting for you…

I’m done…

“I love you” doesn’t cover what I feel for you. Nor will it ever do it justice.

I feel for you but not enough to sacrifice all of myself in the process.

I hope you find what you’re looking for in life.

I hope you find your happiness.

Most of all, I hope you find a love that will last as long as the love I have for you lasted, an eternity.

Goodbye.

Love,

Victoria

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Since I Saw You

Warnings: None, Unless you aren’t a fan of tooth-rotting fluff, some awkward stuff maybe if you squint.

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Y/N

Characters: Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, Y/N

A/N: Hello People! Ohh two fics in less than a week? What is going on with me? Well here is my first RPF. This takes place right at the beginning of Supernatural! I mean no disrespect towards Danneel or anyone else in the fic. This is 100% a work of fiction and not meant to harm or hurt anyone at all! Please enjoy! Also let me know if I did good! I’m an insecure writer and I needs the validations!

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Originally posted by fuckyeahjaredandjensenx

“Get in Y/N, it’s been too damn long since I saw you!” Yelled Jared from my driveway. I have been friends with Jared Padalecki since we were in diapers, and he’s never steered me wrong.

After he started this show, Supernatural, I haven’t seen him in months and finally, he was able to cut some time out of his schedule to see me, he even said that we had the whole day together.

So when I confided in him two weeks ago over a drunken phone call that I had a dry spell of the ages and that I wanted something real, he practically jumped at having me meet his castmate, Jensen Ackles. But, that was a conversation for a different day, today it was just me and Jare.

“Ready?” asked Jared as soon as I buckled my seatbelt.

“Ready!” I replied with enthusiasm.

As soon as we started driving he said: “So, have you thought about seeing Jensen?”

I huffed and said “Jared…” I was going to continue but he cut me off.

“Y/N I promise you’re gonna love him.”

“Jared, I don’t know about this, you know how I feel about actors, present company excluded,” I said with a nervous chuckle.

“I know Y/N. But this guy’s different”

“You’ve known him for two months”

“That’s long enough to tell whether or not he’s good enough for my best friend, I assure you.” Said Jared, as he nudged me.

“Most actors are just pretty faces and jock material…. I’m not like that Jared, I’m a nerd.”

“How do you know Jay doesn’t like nerds? Huh?”

“Oh, so that’s where you are in the relationship, nicknames? You sure you don’t wanna date him?” I laughed.

“Haha, very funny, but seriously Y/N he’s genuine, he’s kind… and yeah he smokes the occasional cigarette but that’s something he’s been trying to quit,” said Jared as we pulled onto the highway.

“OH C’mon Jared an ashtray…. Seriously?! Jared, this was a terrible idea. I don’t know about this… And from what I looked up on him, he’s the type to date models, not a plain Jane like me” I said with zero confidence.

“You are far from plain, Y/N. Or do I need to remind you of all of the guys I had to keep at bay in high school?” Jared chuckled.

“Jared that’s different, okay. They weren’t soap opera material and not to mention, they were normal.” I responded.

“Define ‘normal’”

“Not on a TV show with every single woman and their mother drooling over them, I can’t compete with that, Jared,” I said.

“Y/N, you honestly don’t give yourself enough credit. You are smoking hot and funny, smart and kind. I’m telling you, he isn’t like other actors. He’s a down to earth guy and honestly, he’s your type through and through” Said Jared as he stopped at a red light.

“Oh, so now you know my type?” I asked playfully.

“Yeah I do”

“Then tell me, what’s my type?” I asked almost defiantly.

Jared continued calmly, “Well you like guys who care about family, their build really doesn’t matter as long as they’re genuine. But you definitely don’t mind blue or green eyes, you like guys who have fuller lips. What else, oh yeah a voice that can go calm and gentle and yet deep and gravelly as well. What else, you like a guy with humor, some type of thing that he’s passionate about, which Jay is, by the way. He’s a musician and you love music so yet another thing that y’all have in common.”

“OKAY OKAY STOP… Jeez, ,you’re creeping me out, I don’t remember telling you any of those things.”

Originally posted by berezneva12

“Drunk Y/N tells all!” Laughed Jared.

“Hahaha very funny, Jared. He can’t fit all of that criteria though..” I trailed off.

“No, he does, Y/N. And from what I’ve been saying about you, he is more than interested.” Said Jared, as we pulled into his driveway.

“As a matter of fact… he’s so interested that he’s in my house right now and you’re going to meet him… now”

“NO!”

“YES”

“Jared I have no makeup on, I’m not even dressed up! I’m wearing sweats for god’s sake!” I yelled at him near panic.

“Y/N, you don’t need any of that, just be yourself. And you look cute regardless anyways so you have nothing to worry about” Said Jared as he threw the car in park.

Jared took the keys out of the ignition and said “Ready to meet your husband?” he then winked.

“I’m going to murder you, they are gonna have to find a replacement for you on the show because I am murdering you Jared.” I said with a crimson face.

“The only thing you’re murdering me with is love and happiness after you meet him, now get out the car, or do I have to drag you?” asked Jared.

I huffed and got out of the car. I shrunk backwards as Jared approached his front door.

“Y/N seriously don’t be nervous…. He’s a good guy, the absolute worst thing that could happen is that you make only a friend today. The best?” he wiggled his eyebrows and then said “If the best happens then you’re welcome” at that moment he opened the door and yelled “Jay! C’mere I want you to meet someone!”

“Who’d you want me to me–” This large and extremely handsome man just froze as he approached the front door and looked at me. I recognized him from my research and the pics that Jared would send me on set… This is Jensen Ackles.

Originally posted by hothothotgg

The way that he looked at me went from awe to excitement to fear almost. It was such an odd mix that I found myself subconsciously hiding behind Jared and Jared let me.

“Jay, you wanna finish that sentence?” asked Jared.

He shook himself out of it and got red as he said “Who’d you want me to meet? Well, obviously I know now. I recognize her from the pictures you showed me… Wish you would’ve given me a warning though. I would’ve dressed up to see her…” Jensen peeked around Jared to make eye contact with me “Hi, sorry if I startled you there, I was stunned. I’m Jensen, it’s nice to meet you.”

Why isn’t my mouth working, I don’t understand. Here he was in front of me, trying to talk and my brain just stopped working…

“Here lemme help,” said Jared as he muscled my small body out from behind him, “Y/N this is Jensen Ackles, Jay, this is Y/N. She gets shy around some people which is why she really can’t speak right now.”

Originally posted by j2mfangirl

“Ahh, I’m the same way, no worries. Well Y/N it’s a pleasure to finally meet you in person.” said Jensen as he smiled at me.

“Likewise,” I said as I smiled back, offering my hand.

“Hey, atta girl Y/N, Progress!!! She speaks” Jared clapped me on the shoulder.

“Wow you sound nice,” said Jensen, “not in a weird way, I’m a singer so I can tell gorgeous voices when I hear em and you’ve got one gorgeous voice is all… I’m rambling aren’t I? Jared, make me stop talking..”

“Okay why don’t we let me close the door and we all get some beer in us, yeah?” asked Jared.

Both Jensen and I answered simultaneously with “Yes please!”

After Jared closed the door and we started walking to the kitchen I said: “so judging by the stunned silence when I walked in, I’m guessing Jared didn’t tell you that I was coming?”

“And I’m guessing that Jared didn’t tell you that I was here?” He questioned. We both looked at Jared as he smirked.

“Listen, both of you were afraid to pull the trigger so I pulled it for y’all, and look, neither of you are dying!” said Jared as he pulled out the beers.

“I’m pretty sure I want to die right about now…. Of embarrassment.” I said absentmindedly.

“What do you have to be embarrassed about?” asked Jensen.

Originally posted by berezneva12

“She’s talking about the whole hiding behind me, unable to speak, fearful child thingy she pulled when we walked in,” Jared started laughing as he opened his beer and poured it into a glass and took a sip.

I buried my face in my hands and I heard Jensen say “ To be honest I thought that was adorable and telling.” Then I felt two warm hands grab mine and pull my hands away from my face.

I groaned from embarrassment and Jensen said “It told me how genuine you are, and I like that. It’s refreshing.”

I just looked at him and asked, “Is that your kind way of saying that I ruined all chances?”

Jensen looked at me and said, “That is my way of saying that I think that you’re adorable and it only made your chances better.”

That made me smile from ear to ear, blush painting my cheeks for a completely different reason and Jensen smiled back as he said, “Your smile is gorgeous too! Dude I thought you were kidding when you said that she was this gorgeous when she smiles.”

“Nah man, I only say the truth,” said Jared as he took a swig of beer.

“Wait… what exactly has Jared said about me?” I asked.

“A lot. Told me about your affinity for comic books, which I love by the way. Your love of classic cars, a few other things…” said Jensen.

“Nothing incriminating, right Jared?” I asked.

“NO NO NOnononononono of course not, I was waiting to have you here to talk about all of the embarrassing stories.” said Jared as he started laughing.

“Oh no” I groaned out.

“I’ll tell you what Y/N. For every embarrassing thing that you tell me, willingly or not, I’ll tell you an embarrassing fact about me.” said Jensen.

“Really?” I asked.

“Yeah it’s only fair, after all, it’s never fun being the only one embarrassed.” Jensen said.

“OK, so I’m thinking the first embarrassing story that I have to tell Jay is that time where you went to school sick and you puked all over your crush! Oh my god, that was hilarious.” Said Jared as he started laughing his ass off.

Originally posted by idjitsamndean

I fired back with “I was going to puke on you but you ran away too fast.” and Jensen started laughing his ass off. “After all, you were the one who gave me the bug anyway, you and your need to be cuddled when you’re sick” I continued and Jensen started laughing harder.

“Worked out in the long run for me anyway, still got to date him.” I said victoriously.

“Yeah for 5 minutes,” said Jared laughing and I replied with “Still longer than you were with Rebecca.. Ahahaha you took a dump in her house one time and gassed her so bad that she dumped you” I began to laugh hysterically and Jensen began to turn purple.

“Oh my god, how have I never heard of this… That’s hilarious!!” breathed Jensen.

“Hey I thought I was gonna be roasting you, Y/N!” said Jared as he took another swig.

“It’s a two way street, Padalecki!” I said as I started laughing.

“Okay Jay, one embarrassing thing that happened to you, go!” yelled Jared as he polished off his beer.

“Okay one for me? Ok, so I was doing this movie called Devour and in one of the scenes, my character had to have sex on a chair. The first time we went to shoot, everything went well, right?” Said Jensen, Jared and I nodded and he said “Wrong…. One of the guys wanted to play a prank on me and loosened the chair wheels so that the second I sat on the chair I went crashing down to the ground. The poor woman I was acting with came down with me..”

“That seems like it could happen to anyone…” I said honestly.

“The embarrassing part was how I screamed, it was a loud shrill because I wasn’t expecting it, had everyone on set, even my own father dying laughing.” Said Jensen as he started turning a little red. Jared went off laughing.

I empathized with him though and I said “Aww it’s okay Jensen, it happens to the best of us. Sometimes when Jared scares me I squeak.”

“Aww that sounds adorable,” said Jensen.

“It is, it’s partially why I do it in the first place,” said Jared as he regained his composure.

The rest of the day went on like that, talking and laughing. Eventually, we got to talking in Jare’s living room and I found out some really interesting things about Jensen, like he loves to play guitar and I even got him to play a few chords on Jared’s. He is talented, I’ll give him that.

“ excuse me for a second, I need to use the restroom,” said Jensen as he got up and headed towards the restroom.

As soon as he was out of earshot Jared whisper yelled “sooo, what do you think?!”

“Jared, it’s too early to tell,” I said with a smirk.

“Oh c'mon that is horse shit and you know it! He is practically drooling over you.”

“And how do you know that?”

“Jensen is shy and he just gave no fucks about playing in front of you, when it took me 4 years to even play a chord in front of you… He’s trying to impress you, Y/N.”

“Well… it’s working.” I said honestly.

“ That’s great! I told you you’d like him,” Jared nudged me as he grabbed the empty beer bottles from the coffee table. “What’re we doing for dinner Y/N? I’m thinking ribs and corn on the cob”

“That sounds awesome, Jared,” I said with enthusiasm.

Jensen came in and said, “What sounds awesome?”

“Jared’s gonna make us some ribs and corn on the cob”

“Well y’all are helping. What? You thought you were just gonna come in here and eat all of my food, hell nah! Y’all are helping.”

Both of us laughed as Jared gave us our kitchen duties and in a few hours time we all sat in Jared’s backyard porch and began to eat.

As we watched the sun go down I heard Jared say “Whenever I’m filming in Vancouver, the one thing that I miss the most is the sunset… No other view like the sunset in Texas.”

Originally posted by jnsenackles

Jensen smiled at me as he said, “Well I can think of a better view, and I’m lookin’ right at her.”

I felt my face heat up at the way that Jensen looked at me. It was almost as if he could see my soul, and he genuinely loved every single part of it.

I heard “Awee” from the side and I saw Jared doing his cheesy ass grin at the both of us. He continued, “You got her to blush too! That never happens Jay!”

“Jared! Shut up!” I exclaimed as I covered my cheeks with my hands. I felt Jensen’s hands on my wrists as he pulled my hands down.

“Come on, Y/N. Don’t hide your face. You look so adorable.” Said Jensen as he brushed some of my hair back.

“I’m not adorable,” I said plainly. Compared to who he’s dated, who he has seen, I am nothing compared to that.

“Well if you aren’t that then you’re sexy,” said Jensen.

“Not that either.”

“What do you call yourself then?” Asked Jensen.

“Tomboy-esque, normal, Plain-Jane, nothing special…. On a good day.” I muttered as I took a sip of beer.

Jensen started laughing and I got defensive, “What’s so funny?”

Jensen immediately said,“You are none of those things, Y/N. You’re perfect. The perfect balance of everything. You’re spunky, funny, gorgeous, sexy, smart… It’s hilarious that you don’t see that. I thought that Jared was playing you up… but Y/N, he wasn’t doing you justice.”

Jared coughed and we both looked to him, “I’m um, gonna…… clean the plates, yeah, I’m gonna clean the plates, y’all just y’know… talk… get to know each other… y’know… Ok”, he grabbed the plates and ran like a bat out of hell.

“Oh my God, How long have you known him?” asked Jensen.

“Pretty much my whole life.” I responded…

“How have you dealt with him for this long?”

“Well, we kinda balance eachother out. He’s the loud, funny, goofy dude and I’m the…”

Jensen interrupted with, “ the cute, funny, sexy, shy girl?”

I scoffed and said, “ I have no idea who you’re looking at, but I’d love to meet her.”

“Look in the mirror”

I blushed as he said, “today was amazing, and I had a ton of fun… but, I’d rather just have it be us next time, if you want that is.”

“What are you saying?” I asked, if it was what I think it was, I was probably going to pass out.

“Would you like to go on a date with me?”

“Like, a real date?” I asked dumbfounded.

Originally posted by mylife-in--color

He chuckled, “yeah”.

“I’d love to Jensen” I replied immediately.

Jensen got so excited and then I heard Jared call from the kitchen “DID YOU ASK HER OUT YET?”

Jensen rolled his eyes as he said “Yeah!”

“WHAT’D SHE SAY?!”

“SHE SAID ‘YES’”

“WHAT?!”

“SHE SAID YES! BEFORE YOU RUINED THE MOMENT”

I immediately started laughing unceremoniously at the display in front of me as Jensen playfully rolled his eyes… Something tells me that this is the first of many big laughs to come.

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The Zeppelin Shirt Part 3

Warnings: cussing I believe, angsty, it gets awkward, Some slightly NSFW gifs, nothing other than that

Pairing:Dean x Reader

Characters: Sam WInchester, Dean Winchester, Y/N Winchester

A/N: ….. It’s getting weird… #notmyfault….. Enjoy!

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Previously

“So you really think that I’d believe that horse shit!” Dean screamed as he rolled his eyes. The nerve of this kid, to try and write this off, he thought to himself, “Dude, I even know when you’re trying to hold your shit in on a car ride, you really think I’m going to believe that sorry excuse?”

“Shouldn’t you be more focused on the road?” He replied nervously.

“STOP TRYING TO CHANGE THE SUBJECT… IT AIN’T WORKING SAMMY.” Dean screamed, now fuming.

Sam then started to stretch and looked down the road, almost plotting his route.

“Seriously in the middle of a conversation?!” shouted Dean

“What?” Replied Sam innocently.

“Why are you stretching, Sammy?”

“Because I did jerk off to your wife, see you when you’re cooled down!” Said Sam as he bolted from the parking lot, not even bothering to look back, knowing Dean would catch him if he slowed down.

Dean called out “DAMMIT SAMMY!” as he watched his gazelle of a younger brother take off.

Originally posted by bringmesomepie56

“If I wasn’t so tired I’d tackle his ass to the ground” ground out Dean. He used his key to get into his room and slammed the door shut. He completely forgot that his wife was sleeping soundly for the past few hours.

As soon as the door slammed Y/N’s hunter instincts kicked in and she jumped out of bed and grabbed the angel blade next to her on the nightstand.

“It’s just me” Dean gritted through his teeth.

As soon as she realized that there was no danger she took a deep breath and said, “Well after last night I would think you’d be in a better mood.”

She walked to Dean and shimmied him out of his flannel, wanting to steal it to cover her naked body and despite being angry, Dean let her take it.

“I was in a better mood until I waited to see if it was Sam next door,” said Dean as he draped the flannel around his wife. Then he went straight to the whiskey in his bag.

“And?”

Originally posted by wefoundthebatcave

“And he was next door,” said Dean as he grabbed the bottle of whiskey and downed it.

Immediately Y/N was worried for Sam. She knew how protective and almost possessive Dean is of her. One time a guy got too close to her at a bar and Dean almost ripped his head off. But to have someone hear her like that and that person being his little brother? She’d be surprised if Sam was still breathing.

“Please tell me you didn’t kill him,” Y/N groaned.

“No, he ran…. Damn him and his freakishly long legs.”

She took a deep breath as she thanked Chuck that Sam had the good sense to run.

“Why does this bother you so much?” Y/N said in a smooth and content voice when in reality she was freaking out since she only saw Sam as a brother.

“Why?” Questioned Dean.

“Because your hips, your waist, your breasts, they’re mine.” He said as he ran his hands across Y/N’s body under the flannel she wore. “Your screams and moans, are MINE, you are mine and I am yours….” Dean continued as his hands made their way down to the globes of her ass. He then whispered in her ear, “Did I say Sam’s name at any point in time in that sentence?”

“No…” Y/N replied breathlessly.

“Exactly, because he doesn’t GET to imagine, touch, or even hear your voice like that. Especially not imagining himself doing any of those things to you in my place.”

Y/N pushed up Deans shirt so that she could feel his chest as she said: “Why are you so worked up if you have the real thing, baby?”

“Because you are my soulmate and nobody else’s, didn’t he think about that? Like, oh I don’t know… You’re his sister-in-law?!” Replied Dean as he pulled away from Y/N.

“You know what happens when he drinks, fuck the lines being blurred, they’re nonexistent at that point.”

“Maybe but even then something, anything should’ve kicked in.”

“Stop thinking about it because all you’re going to do is give yourself alcohol poisoning.”

“How can I? How can I forget that? He’s my little brother and he’s thinking of you like that… It puts me on edge.”

“Why?”

“Because he… he’s not me.”

“Maybe we should talk to him when he gets back” Y/N proposed.

“Yeah, because that won’t be awkward.”

“Listen, Dean. It’s obviously bothering you, the only way through this is to talk it out.”

“Us Winchesters aren’t exactly known for talking, Y/N” Dean rubbed his face with his hands as he said it, almost regretting even contemplating this solution.

“I know, but hey, there’s a first time for everything.”

Sam’s POV:

Originally posted by lipglosskaz

I was so drunk last night, hell, I still feel it a bit now. But those moans, that fire that she put into me from a different room entirely… Damn. I thought I had it under control but I guess I don’t.

I mean, who couldn’t fall in love with her. When she was single she was hit on by any and every man in the tri-state. She never caved though. Never went on a pity date, never paid any of them any mind.

They weren’t Dean, she’d tell me in confidence. Logically I knew she said Dean but for some reason, I kept on replacing it with “you”. It was all finally sealed when Dean told me that he was going to ask her out. I felt my heart drop out of my chest that day. I knew that they were perfect for each other, yet some sick and twisted part of me didn’t want either of them to find that out. I wanted her all to myself. After everything Dean sacrificed for me, I still wanted one more thing, her.

What type of brother does that make me? A shitty one? A selfish prick? I really don’t know anymore. I haven’t felt like that in years, completely free of worry, of burden. It was a passion so genuine that it felt real. I knew it wasn’t, but my god did I feel it. I imagined and felt her hands all over me, her nails digging into my skin, her body pressed against mine. Gah, I can’t even think about it anymore.

I keep on trying to remember their wedding day, how great they looked, but even on that day, my eyes were glued to her. My heart ached for her, yet it also felt happy. After all, if she’s happy then I’m happy, that’s what real love is, right? Being able to let go of someone because they are happy. I thought after a year of seeing them together, seeing them laugh, cry, patch each other up, after seeing them bond that it’d disappear. I guess that my heart has other ideas.

But it can’t have other ideas, it isn’t up to me, she isn’t something that I can claim or even ask for. She is married… to my brother… Dean.

How is he feeling about this? I’d be furious if I was him. I’d feel betrayed, lied to, confused. Knowing Dean he’s probably losing his shit. Knowing Y/N, she’s helping him keep it together. Yet another reason to fall in love with that woman. She is so patient with people. It is a little more than a gift, honestly.

The more I jogged the more I found myself talking in circles. Always leading back to how I was in love with my sister-in-law, Y/N Winchester. By the time I knew it, I had been running for an hour. As I head back, I can only imagine what’s waiting for me.

Dean POV:

These walls are so damn thin. I think I heard a wayward rat scuttling through the walls earlier. Another thing that I heard loud and clear? My brother when he opened the door to his room.

I immediately shot him a text: “Listen, Sammy. We’ve gotta talk.”

I heard a low cuss word and then I got a response: “Let me take a shower first, meet in your room in 20?”

“Sounds good to me”

When my wife came back into the room she could read it all over my face… Sam was back.

“Babe, remember just take a few breaths. This is still Sammy, your little brother” Y/N said soothingly.

I took a breath and let the tension leave my body as I waited twenty agonizing minutes, then finally, I heard a knock on the door.

As soon as Sam walked in he was met with my wife’s form, getting something in the mini fridge.

“Are we really talking with her here?” asked Sam.

“First off, her has a name, Samuel. And secondly, this has just as much to do with me as it does with the both of you.” Y/N responded. With that Sam kept his mouth shut until I sat down at the small table in our room.

“You probably have a lot of questions,” Said Sam in a matter-of-fact tone.

“Damn right I do,” I said calmly, “For one, why? Why did you invade on our privacy like that, Sammy? And Secondly, why in the hell did you react the way that you did, jerking off to the sound of my wife?! Seriously? Why, man?”

“We are just confused, Sammy, confused and a little more than hurt. Especially on Dean’s end.” Y/N uttered what I couldn’t. It fucking hurt. I trust Sammy with my life, hell, I trust him with Y/N’s life too, so why would he stab me in the back like this, it doesn’t make sense.

Sam took a deep breath and started, “I didn’t do anything intentionally. The walls were just really thin, I tried everything I could to drown out the noise but I just couldn’t ignore it anymore. As to why I reacted the way that I did? You want the truth or a bullshit answer?”

“You know damn well we want the truth.”

“You are both going to hate me,” said Sam.

Immediately Y/N interrupted with “Sammy, we will never hate you. We just want the truth.”

Sam took a breath and looked at my wife directly in her eyes, “The truth is that I love you. I’ve been in love with you as long as I’ve known you.”

Originally posted by canonspngifs

“Wait… You wanna run that by me again, Sammy?” I said with a chuckle. There is absolutely no way in hell that I heard that correctly, “because I thought that I just heard you say that you were in love with my wife.”

“Not were, is, as in currently,” my wife said calmly, she continued, “Sammy, as flattered as I am, and believe me I am, I am married to your brother. Happily married, and I love you as a brother, not as anything more.”

“I know,” said Sam. “Why do you think I haven’t said anything all these years? I never wanted to get in the way of you and Dean. You guys are perfect for each other and logically I get that. I know that. My heart just says otherwise.”

“Sammy, I don’t think that you are in love with me…. Maybe the idea of me but not me.”

“What do you mean ‘the idea of you?” Sam asked.

“You want someone to love you like I love Dean. Someone to look at you like I look at him. Since I am the closest model of what you want, you automatically started to become infatuated with me. But we wouldn’t work. When you really think about it.” Y/N replied.

“What wouldn’t work?” asked Sam

“You are quiet most of the time and so am I, so who’s gonna start the conversation? We are too similar, Sammy”

“Is similar bad, Y/N? And I’m quiet around you because I am comfortable with you. I like how you make me feel…” Sam responded.

I countered with “Easy Cassanova, you tend to forget that she’s my wife.”

“I know Damn well who she is, I hear my conscience scream about it every single day,” growled Sammy.

“Well, maybe you should listen to it sometime” I seethed.

Y/N cut in with a sharp tone, “Boys! Calm down. Especially you Dean. All Sam’s doing is being honest. There’s no reason to be hot-headed about his feelings.”

I gave a huff while Sam gave a smirk to Y/N, and Y/N said: “How do I make you feel?”

Originally posted by lullabyjensen

My eyebrows shot up at my wife’s question…. THIS IS MY BROTHER! Why is she asking about that?!

Sammy cleared his throat before he started, “You make me feel like I’m worth something. Like I’m not second best and like I’m not a sidekick to Dean. You treat me with love and compassion, like a person that is genuinely good. You don’t care about my past, and whenever I do, you remind me to look to the future. You are amazing and kind, plus a complete and total badass… How could I not admire you and…” Sam stopped there, thinking better of what he was going to say.

She had a look of understanding on her face as she lightly brushed her hand up against Sammy’s cheek, “I remind you of Jess… Don’t I?”

Originally posted by ponyxaviors

I saw Sammy’s face break as realization slammed into him like a ton of bricks…

He wiped a stray tear away as he said “Don’t talk about her”

Y/N looked at him and said “Sammy, it’s okay… It’ll be okay.”

Originally posted by hopelessromanticwithadirtyrnind

I immediately went up to my brother and grabbed him as he started to break down, pulling him into a hug as I said, “I’m so sorry man, I’m so so sorry.”

If Jess was anything like Y/N in any way, shape, or form, I can see why he was so devastated.

I heard him whisper so that only I could hear it, “I want her back, Dean… God, I want her back.”

The look on Y/N’s face was of a person in agony. She knew what it was like to lose someone close to her, but the way she looked at me was as if she was imagining if she had lost me and she was in Sam’s shoes. She immediately started tearing and reached out for Sammy and me.

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All I Could Do Part 4

Warnings: ANGST, the tiniest amount of Fluff if you wince, descriptions of murder. If I forgot any let me know and I’ll update it accordingly!

Pairing: DeanxReader

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Y/N, Rowena, Castiel

A/N: Hello everybody and welcome to part 4! I hope you enjoy this one. I’m debating on whether or not to end it off her or not, so I’m pitching it to you guys, would you like another few chapters? Let me know!

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Cass held her as we dragged her down to the dungeon. Once we had her chained down I had Cass and Rowena leave the room.

“Well isn’t this a familiar sight, I’m chained down against my will with my husband and brother in law getting ready to torture me” She said matter-of-factly.

“Sweetheart, I’m never going to hurt you” I said with conviction.

“By not letting me go you’re hurting me.”

“You know that’s not true.”

“We’ll find out, won’t we Dean?” She said as she tugged on the chains so hard that she dislocated her shoulder. She then began to cackle as she said “Go ahead Dean. Your move.”

“Dean, get out of here!” Yelled Sam.

“Go ahead, Dean. Run back to the bottle just like your daddy did when things got hard! What is it, Dean? Is it that you finally get to see what you created? This freak, this abomination, that this is the only thing that came out of your love?” Y/N screamed at me.

“No, not a baby. Not a sweet innocent child but this!” She yelled as her eyes turned black again, “this is what came out of your love. You’re toxic, Dean. You’re toxic and you know it. You knew it and you still do know it. You brought me into this life knowing it, you married me knowing it, and you lit us up on that bed of wood knowing it!”

Originally posted by spn-imagines-ig

The things that my wife had been saying to me were finally getting to my head. The past three days have just been getting worse and worse, every single time I sank a needle into her neck, the more violent and vicious she got. With not only her actions but her words.

Every time she’d try to break the bindings, intentionally hurt herself, or toy with me. Acting like she was cured and then go right back to torturing me with everything I couldn’t do to save her. She tore me apart by my weaknesses, my worst nightmares, and everything in between.

“I’m not leaving her!” I screamed at Sam. “I’m never leaving her again, especially when she’s like this so drop it Sam!” I screamed at my brother.

“Dean you’re just going to end up getting hurt if you keep on hearing this, for once don’t argue with me, just go, I’ll take care of her.” Said Sam in his most even tone.

“There are only five more injections, Sammy, if you think I’m leaving her side you’re crazy,” I replied with a hard tone.

Y/N cut in with a hint of humanity in her voice, her eyes turning back to their original color,“ he’s right baby, just go… please just go. I know you aren’t leaving me until I ask so, please…. I can’t hurt you anymore. I’ll be okay. Just don’t stop the treatment, Sammy.” Right after she said that her face hardened again but she had no follow up. That was actually my wife speaking… she’s coming back.

“I’m not leaving you and that’s final,” I said as I grabbed another syringe.

Sam let it go as I approached my wife with the syringe she tilted her head up and said words that cut me worse than the last three days ever had.

“I… hate… you. I hate you for ruining my life, for leaving me when I needed you… when we needed you. No matter how many times you stab me with those syringes, even if it cures me, a part of me will still hate you!” She screamed at me with tears in her eyes.

Originally posted by castielspayne

I looked at her with stray tears running down my face as I gave her one of the doses. She immediately started screaming and thrashing in pain. Her hands were in tight fists as she let the cure course through her and finally, she passed out.

Originally posted by frodo-sam

I couldn’t do anything else but lean on the table. Sam followed after me and sat, both of us angled to watch Y/N’s resting form.

“She doesn’t mean it, y’know.” Said, Sam, as he started to re-arrange everything on the table. Yet another one of his nervous habits.

“You don’t have to lie to me, Sammy. I know she means every single word.” I said as I just gripped the last syringe that I used, hoping that it’d have the answers for me.

“You didn’t mean every single word when you were a knight of hell.”

“How are you sure about that?” I asked Sam. His face went from empathy to pure hurt.

“Dean, the thing that she is right now, it’s amplifying everything bad in her.”

“She never had anything bad to amplify before I came into her life, Sam,” I said as evenly-toned as I could.

“She was a hunter before we came into her life, Dean. You know that. She knew what came with the territory and she knew what was possible.”

“BUT SHE TRUSTED ME TO PROTECT HER! TO PROTECT THEM, SAM!” I screamed.

“Dean, I know but…”

“There is no ‘but’ Sammy. It was my job as her best friend, as her husband, as her soulmate, to protect her and our child and… I… didn’t… do… that. I failed! Not you! Not Rowena or Cass, but me! I failed Dad, I failed Bobby, I failed you, I failed Charlie, now I failed Y/N and Deanna!” I screamed as I threw the syringe at the wall.

The door opened then and Cass came in with a plate of food.

“Rowena said you may be hungry” stated Cass.

“Just set it down on the table” Said Sam, he looked at Cass like he was trying to tell him something.

Originally posted by purgaytory

“Why are you looking at me like that, Sam?” asked Cass.

Sam gave a huff and said, “Dean thinks he failed everyone, including Y/N and Deanna.”

Cass looked confused in my direction as he said, “Dean, that’s absurd. You know that what happened to both Y/N and Deanna couldn’t have been predicted or stopped.”

“But I could’ve been here to protect them,” I said with tears in my eyes.

“Dean, demons are opportunists. They saw an opening and they took it,” said Sam.

“But what if there was no opening for them to take?”

“Dean, we all know that it’s impossible to be everywhere at once,” said Cass

“But I only needed to be one place, with my wife and child, but I chose the job over them.”

“Garth needed you, you were just being a good friend, Dean,” said Cass.

“At what cost, Cass? Because not only is Garth dead, but so is my child and my wife is chained up in our dungeon trying to be cured of something that happened because of me!” I yelled.

“Dean! Focus on what’s happening right now. Right now Y/N’s back, okay? She is back and from what I saw earlier, she’s fighting to come back to you. Are you gonna waste time beating yourself up or are you going to be there for her?” Yelled Sam.

Sam was right. I couldn’t focus on everything else. Not when Y/N was fighting like hell to come back to me. “Fine, but I ain’t eating. I feel like I’m gonna puke.”

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Three injections later and it was time for the last one. It was 3:00am and I’d been up for god knows how long. Poor Sammy was up with me too. He was trying to talk me down every time Y/N’s words got to me again.

She was passed out when I injected her with the last one. And suddenly she started screaming and thrashing again. Then her body relaxed. Slowly she picked her head up and looked at me. I saw the obsidian dissolve from her eyes as she looked at me.

“Baby?” was all I could muster.

“You two are so stubborn, y’know that?” Y/N replied with her normal smile.

“Is it really you, Y/N?” Asked Sam.

“Throw some water on me to find out, Moose.” She chuckled.

Sam immediately threw holy water on her and she had no reaction. Immediately I jumped into action.

“Sammy, help me get her out of these cuffs.” I rushed out as I grabbed her face and wiped all of the water off of it while Sam began freeing her. I couldn’t help but kiss her on the forehead after I cleaned her face. Pretty soon she was completely free of the bindings and I grabbed her. I cradled her to my chest as I kneeled down onto the dungeon floor with her in my arms, crying uncontrollably… I finally had my wife back.

“Shhhh, Dean it’s okay… I knew you wouldn’t give up on me.” she whispered into my chest as I crushed her in my arms.

Originally posted by thejabberwock

“I’m so sorry, Sweetheart, I’m so sorry” I kept on crying into her hair. Feeling her all over me. It was like I was finally getting some relief from the hell that was living without her.

“Dean stop, it’s okay. I’m here. It’s okay.” She continued to coo as I quaked with tears.

As soon as I was able to calm down Sam rubbed my back. When I looked up Sammy was kneeling next to me, silently asking permission to touch her. I released Y/N just a bit, granting him permission to hug her.

Sam’s face lit up as he said, “There’s my sister-in-law! C’mere!” and immediately Y/N reached out for Sam and he dragged her into his lap for a hug.

“Let’s get you upstairs, yeah?” asked Sammy as soon as Y/N finished hugging him.

“Yes, please. I need out of this room ASAP.” Y/N replied. As soon as Y/N tried to get up she stumbled but I caught her and she said, “Why is it that after all of these years I’m still falling for you?”

I chuckled as I picked her up and said, “Beats me”

Sam huffed and joked saying, “No it wasn’t the forced removal of the demon side of you that made you weak in the knees, it was my idiotic older brother who cried like he was watching the end of Titanic all over again.”

I scoffed at him as I held my wife in my hands. She was laughing uncontrollably at my brother’s comment. Her face buried in my flannel as she gasped for air.

“It’s not that funny, Y/N,” I huffed.

“It is when it’s that accurate… but I love you that way, baby” she continued to giggle as she kissed me on the cheek.

As we walked into the library I heard Rowena yell, “Did it work? Is she okay? Please tell me she’s okay?!”

Y/N immediately said, “I’m okay, Rowena.”

Rowena immediately started jumping up and down, then turned on her mom- mode which I didn;t even know that she had, “Okay Dean, put her down, she has to be so hungry, Castiel set to healing her and Sam come with me, we need to make her something to eat.”

“And what do I do?” I asked.

“You be with your wife. She needs you the most,” she replied, and with that everyone was gone except for Cass and me.

“Y/N, it’s so nice to see you back to yourself,” said Cass as he moved to sit in front of her, “Where are you hurt?”

“Does everywhere count?” Y/N asked.

“Not that I know of,” said Cass, confused. Y/N just giggled and told him where she was hurting the most, her wrists, her dislocated shoulder, and her head.

After she was healed Cass made some excuse to give us privacy. The air was almost awkward, which I’ve never experienced with Y/N. It was always so easy to talk to her. Now, now it just felt off.

“Am I the only one feeling this awkward silence?” Y/N asked.

“Nope….” I replied as I went to grab her hand. I could feel that she was apprehensive about it all and I honestly couldn’t blame her. After all, so many years were spent with demons torturing her that looked liked me.

“Sorry if I’m not as touchy-feely as usual. It’s been hard.” She said almost weakly.

“I get it, Y/N. I can’t imagine what you went through. Just hearing half of what you told me… I failed you…” I almost started to tear up again.

Originally posted by lucifersagents

“No, I failed you.” She said. I was so shocked that my jaw just hung open as she continued, “I promised you that if I ever became one of them I’d never hurt a hunter. Not only did I hurt a hunter, I killed Garth. He was such a sweet man and I killed him. I betrayed his trust, I… I murdered him in cold blood. I killed so many people, Dean.”

“You were a demon, Y/N. You can’t blame yourself for those actions. I’m sure Garth understood.” I immediately replied.

“The whole time I tortured him he kept on saying that it was okay. That he knew that it wasn’t me and that he was sorry about what happened to me. He forgave me before I even killed him… I don’t deserve forgiveness, Dean.” She said with tears coming from her eyes.

I lightly squeezed her hand, “I know that feeling,Y/N.”

“Does it go away?” She asked.

“Honestly, no. Taking a life, you know that sticks with you. But a friend, that hurts every day.” I said honestly.

“How do you do it?”

“You.”

“What?”

“I live for you. I fight, kill, I do everything for you. When you were gone I… I was nothing… I let it all consume me. I always found myself struggling to fight for something. Then you happened. You made life worth living again.”

“But I killed Garth, all of the things I said and done…”

“Are in the past now, Y/N. You are here with me, right now.” I tucked some of her hair behind her ear, “and I’m not going anywhere.” I interrupted.

“You have to hate me”

“How am I going to hate the best part of myself? How am I going to hate the only person that made me happy? The only person that accepted me as I am, even when I had the mark. Y/N, you could kill me right here and right now and I’d still love you.”

“But Jody, Patience, Claire, Cass, Oh my god Sam… they have to…”

“What?” I replied, “Love you uncontrollably and so much so that they’re coming over to say hi, then yes. You forget that they’ve been through this before. Those who haven’t, have heard the stories. Y/N, you will be okay, and no one is going to hold anything you did against you, okay? Just take it one day at a time. I’ll be here with you through it all.”

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All I Could Do Part 3

Warnings: Angst, Frustrated!Dean, some disturbing imagery, not much I know. If I forgot any let me know and I’ll update it!

Pairing: DeanxReader

Characters: Jody Mills, Demon!/QueenofHell! Y/N, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Rowena, Castiel

A/N:Hello everyone! So this is part 3 of “All I Could Do!”. I hope you guys enjoy this angsty continuation!

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When we walked out of the room I finally noticed the number on the door, 113.

“What are we going to do?” asked Sam.

“We are going to find her.”

“Dean, she doesn’t want to be found.”

“The demon side of her doesn’t want to be found… But my Y/N’s still in there.”

“How do you know that, Dean?” Sam asked

I responded with “The room number, 113. That was the due date. She wouldn’t care about the due date or the demon who killed her if she was truly one hundred percent demon. Hell, she wouldn’t even care about payback, I know I didn’t and I was just a knight. No, that’s the real Y/N peeking through… I’m getting my wife back.” I said sternly as we approached Jody and the cars.

Sam stopped me just out of earshot of Jody and said: “No, we are getting your wife back.”

Originally posted by starefantasisedroolrepeat

Jody couldn’t believe her ears when we told her who it was. After all, 15 deaths, including Garth’s spanning across the country, leading to her backyard, no one could’ve guessed who it was.

“Y/N? Dean that’s impossible, I watched you burn her corpse. There is no way in Hell that it’s her” she said as she shook her head back and forth in disbelief.

“It was her.” was all I could say at the moment, still torn apart by what she told me. All of the abuse, the pain, the torture.

“How are you sure, did you do any tests?” asked Jody.

“No, but we know that it was her Jody. She was exactly like her. Her mannerisms were even the same, except they were more sadistic.” said Sam as he stood still next to me, clearly seeing my distress.

Immediately Jody snapped her head to me “Deanna?! Is she ok? Did she say anything about her?” she rushed out. I expected nothing less since she was going to be Deanna’s godmother.

At that moment I started tearing up and Sam took over, “She prayed for Cass to take Deanna to heaven, he was able to get her out before Y/N died.”

Jody responded with “Thank God, at least Deanna didn’t have to go through what Y/N went through.”

I immediately refocused myself on the task at hand, “Listen, the point is, now my wife’s not only a demon but the Queen of Hell and she doesn’t wanna be cured. At least a part of her doesn’t wanna be cured. The only way I can talk some sense into her is if we find her…”

Jody immediately interrupted “What do you need from us over here?” asked Jody.

“Nothing…” I responded quickly. She looked puzzled as I continued, “If she can kill Garth easily, she’ll probably have very little issue with killing you or any other hunter for that matter. You see her, you call us. Don’t tail her, don’t make your presence known, just tell us and let it go, we can’t lose any more hunters. Remember she was one of us, so any trick you know, she’s already planned for and then some. Even if you think you have the upper hand, know that she is already 12 steps ahead of you.”

Jody nodded her head and went to deal with the mess left in the hotel room as my brother and I high tailed it to the bunker.

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Originally posted by lipstick-mother-fucker

“Damn it!” I screamed at the top of my lungs as the puff of smoke came out of the summoning bowl that Sam and I were hovering over. I stared at the devil’s trap hoping to see her, and once again, my wife didn’t show. It had been three weeks since our run-in with Y/N, Cass wasn’t answering and every other hunter was on notice, no one has called at all.

“We’ve gotta try it again, Sammy” I growled at my brother.

“Dean, she’s not coming”

“Dammit Sam do as I say”

“Dean, if we keep on going at this rate there won’t be any more ingredients to try again, this is the twelfth time today Dean. If she wanted to come, she’d be here already.”

I’ve been pulling my hair out for the late 21 days. I’ve been finding, torturing, and killing every demon I could find. Just trying to get her to surface and nothing. Then we started to try location spells and of course, she’s warded herself. All of that leads us to here, leaning over a summoning bowl hoping that she’d show up. Once again… Nothing.

“Dean, maybe we should just focus on something else for a while.”

“Jody and Donna already distributed our caseload so that we could find Y/N. But if YOU wanna give up, be my guest. But I’m not giving up on her again.” I stalked away from the war room and into our room. I immediately started to tear everything apart. Why couldn’t she just come back to me? Why couldn’t she just save me from myself like she always did? Why isn’t she here, where I need her? Why why why why why….

“DAMN IT, Y/N! I fucking need you! I can’t live without you!! Why is that so hard for you to get! COME HOME!” I screamed at the top of my lungs, hoping that she’d hear me. Once again utter silence….

I collapsed onto the floor, grasping the necklace that had our wedding bands on them. Praying that something, anything would happen to get some type of drop on Y/N.

Then I heard a knock at the door.

Originally posted by close-but-inconsistent

“Hello Dearie”

“Rowena, what are you doing here?” I answered, not even looking at her.

“Sam gave me a call a few days ago, something about Y/N, she’s alive and kickin’?”

“Yeah”

“Well, that’s wonderful news!” Rowena commented cheerfully as she sat on our destroyed bed, trying to make eye contact.

“She’s also a demon and the Queen of Hell…. I can’t find her.” I admitted defeated.

“Oh Dearie, we can find a solution to that, Sam told me your location spells and summonings weren’t working. Maybe they just need a little more juice than you can provide.”

“What’s the catch, Rowena?”

“No catch, Dean. I miss the wee lass… Plus, I just hate to see you like this. Come now, let’s see if we can’t find Y/N.”

Rowena and I sat down at the library table and she said: “Right, so I need everything that you have on ancient Gaelic witchcraft and Celtic mythology.”

“Why?” asked Sam.

“Those are the oldest forms of magic, from Wicca. If you want to find her, we have to go to the purest forms, I’ll find them in those books.”

Sam went to go get the books and I sat with Rowena, I was still curious as to why she wanted to help me.

“You can’t be helping me just because you are worried about me or something like that, so why do you really want to help?” I asked bluntly.

Rowena looked up to me and said, “Y/N, she’s a special girl. She sees people not for who they are but who they try to be. After Fergus died, she was the only one to actually care. She and I, we texted frequently, she checked up on me to make sure I was okay and… Honestly, it was like I lost someone all over again when she died. I couldn’t even imagine your pain. She is honestly one of a kind and I wish I could’ve done more for her… So this is me, doing more for her.”

I had no idea that Y/N kept in contact with Rowena. Yet it doesn’t surprise me. The minute that we came back from the Apocalypse world without Crowley she began to tear up and had to leave the room. She was like that. Rowena was right, I remember asking Y/N why she was crying for him and she said that it didn’t matter what happened before that, that in the end, he finally became who he wanted to be. He wanted to do something good, that mattered, and he finally did that. It was then that I smiled and Rowena sent me a smile back.

“That definitely sounds like Y/N,” I said with a smirk.

“It’s because that is her… It may not be her now, in this form, but someone with that strong of a character can’t be broken down easily. She’s still in there Dean, we’ll get her out.” said Rowena with a wink.

It was then that Sam came in with about 4 books in each arm “Okkkayy so I looked through some of the archives and found this… looks like a good start… the only problem is that they’re all in Gaelic”

“Oh that’s not a problem at all Dearie, I read Gaelic.”Said Rowena, as she grabbed two of the books, I grabbed the other six off of him and he disappeared back into the archives.

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It has been two days since Rowena came. None of us have slept at all, surviving on coffee and junk food.

“I need more coffee, anyone else?”

“I’d love some tea if you have it, two lumps of sugar and a wee bit o’ cream for me!” said Rowena, now settled in.

“Yeah, I could use some, mind if I come with, gotta stretch my legs,” said Sam as I got up and started walking to the kitchen.

“Dean, you’ve gotta get some sleep,” said Sam as he yawned.

“I could say the same for you” I responded as I grabbed some coffee to put into the coffee maker.

“Listen, the only person she’s gonna listen to is you and the last thing that we need is for you to look like a train wreck when you see her again.”

“Sammy, I’m fine,” I said. I’m really not. I know that I’m not okay, I just don’t care. All I want is my wife back in my arms.

“No, you’re not. Dude, your eyes are closing right now and you don’t even know it.”

My eyes snapped back open at that moment and I replied “So what? I’m resting my eyes, Sam, its no big deal.” Sam wasn’t giving it up, “Listen, I’ll sleep as soon as we-”

“Found it!!!!!” I heard Rowena yell from the other room, Sam and I ran to the library to find Rowena reading furiously.

Rowena immediately started talking when we walked into the room,“Ok, so apparently, the reason why we can’t find her is that her soul was tortured so severely that it was basically re-programmed to ignore when called if she wanted to. So, we need this spell that will not only command her but make it painful for her to ignore. It’s expensive though”

“How expensive are we talking?” I asked.

“Hmmm, pure angel grace, a feather of a fallen angel, a tear of a damned man, the blood of a chosen vessel, hair of a hellhound, oh dear…”

“What?” I asked.

“You’re not going to like this.”

“Tell me,” I said

“Well, we need a… a ummm an item she was tortured with.”

“That’s all in hell,” said Sam.

“Not exactly, the spell says that it can be representational, so for example, if she was tortured with a knife, we’d need a knife that looked like the one that she was tortured with.”

“Does that work for people as well, she said that they used me and Sammy as a form of torture”

“That’ll do,” said Rowena.

“Ok! So we have a tear of a damned man, the hellhound hair, and the torture device….. But we still need the angel grace, the feather, and the blood.”

I heard a whoosh and then there he was in front of me, Castiel.

“Not exactly”

“Where the hell have you been?!” I screamed at him.

“Hello to you too Dean,” said Cass.

“Doesn’t matter anyway, we need some angel grace and one of your feathers.”

“What are you up to, Dean, those are not for any ordinary spell,” said Cass.

Sam intervened “Y/N is the Queen of Hell and we are trying to get her back.” I then saw Sam go to the supply room for the ingredients we had.

I interjected with “Which is why I’ve been trying to pray to you for god knows how long and you’ve been MIA!”

“Dean there were more pressing matters…. I can give you some grace but not all of it, as for feathers…” said Cass as he reached out to nothing and pulled, a white and gold medium feather came into view in his hand and he placed it onto the table. Sam came back with all of the ingredients and placed them on the table and Rowena began adding them into the bowl.

I responded slightly more relaxed, “Ok so that just leaves the blood of a chosen vessel” it was at that moment that everyone looked at me. “I’m guessing we are using me again for that one, ok are we all ready?” I said as Rowena grabbed a piece of my hair and cut my hand so that I could bleed into the bowl.

Everyone nodded. As soon as Rowena said the incantation, Y/N appeared in the middle of the devil’s trap.

She winced as she looked around, “Ancient summoning spell, only one witch could pull that off. Hello Rowena…. Miss me?” Y/N commented with black eyes.

Rowena looked at her unphased and said “Indeed I did Dearie. How’ve you been?”

“Well you know, busy killing, torturing, y’know the family business.” She then turned to me “You went through a lot to get me here. What was it 60 demons in two weeks, you have been busy baby… I’m impressed” she smirked at me. She then looked at the trap and then back to me, “I wonder how long this’ll hold me. Probably not long though, clever, using yourself against me… There may still be some knight of hell left in you yet.”

“Baby, I need to talk to you,” I said even toned.

“Oh, here we go. Let me guess, you’re gonna try to appeal to my ‘human’ side, aren’t you? Remind me of what we had, what we could have. I gave you a gift by giving you that demon on a silver platter, don’t mistake that gift for a shred of humanity.” She said crossing her arms.

“Why would you give me a gift if you didn’t love me?” I asked.

“It’s a thank you gift, Dean. If you wouldn’t have left me alone, I would’ve never been set free. I would’ve never been queen.”

“I know that you’re still in there Y/N,” I said, my heart getting ready to break all over again.

“Wow, you really are stupid. Dean, Y/N….. IS…. DEAD! The girl that you knew is dead, for all intents and purposes. Hell, I can barely look at you after what happened down there. You… and eeeeveryone else in this room…. Disgust me. Except for Rowena, she’s useful. Now cut me loose before I get angry.” she said in a threatening tone.

“I can’t do that, Sweetheart,” I said with a stern face.

She took a deep breath and said, “Dean…. I am getting out of this trap. I don’t wanna hurt you, or your gargantuan brother over there, so don’t make me… LET….ME…OUT”

“The only place you’re going is to the dungeon.” Said Sam.

“I know you aren’t talkin’ you gigantic Moose! If you don’t mind the adults are talking” she then looked back towards me “Dean, baby… I’m losing my patience, cut the spell, let me go…”

“I will… after we cure you,” I said.

She rolled her eyes and looked directly at me, she scoffed as she said “you can’t save me, Dean. I’m a lost cause..” she smiled.

Cass held her as we dragged her down to the dungeon. Once we had her chained down I had Cass and Rowena leave the room.

“Well isn’t this a familiar sight, I’m chained down against my will with my husband and brother in law getting ready to torture me” She said matter-of-factly.

“Sweetheart, I’m never going to hurt you,” I said with conviction.

“By not letting me go you’re hurting me.”

“You know that’s not true.”

“We’ll find out, won’t we Dean?” She said as she tugged on the chains so hard that she dislocated her shoulder. She then began to cackle as she said “Go ahead, Dean. Your move. Let’s find out who’s gonna break first. ”

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All I Could Do Part 2

Warnings: Graphic descriptions of torture, sexual assault, and abuse. Guilty! Scared!Dean, Embarrassed!Angry!Exposed!Sam, gore galore,loss of a child, seriously triggering so please do not take this lightly.

Pairing: DeanxReader

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Mentions of:Garth, Jody, Castiel

A/N: Hello one and all! The wonderful @animegirlgeeky requested a part 2 to this angsty fic that I made for Angst Appreciation Day. Fair Warning to all, this is not for the light-hearted… It hurts… It hurt to write, it hurt to edit, it just hurts in general in the feels. A gigantic thank you to my Beta reader @emoryhemsworth for being the brave soul that helped me edit this. She usually doesn’t read angst and she did it for me! So thank you (and I’m so sorry for the heartache, love). I hope this went well and lemme know if it did or didn’t either way!

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Previously… “Our daughter’s name was Deanna… Sam… Winchester”. I repeated the same pattern, repeating their names, swinging my fist, pause to breathe, and repeat. “My daughter woud’ve been born on January 13th, 2020. My life would’ve been complete on January 13th, 2020. And you took that away from me. YOU TOOK THEM AWAY FROM ME!” I screamed as I continued beating the demon. I could hear my wife’s voice echoing through my head as well as Deanna’s heartbeat too as I continued my onslaught. I finally took out the angel blade that I had stashed in my jacket and stabbed her through the heart. She died with a flash if light, then I heard the bathroom door open. “Shame, I was hoping you’d save a bit for me,”…. That voice…. It can’t be. “Y/N?” “Hey Dean”

Originally posted by daengerously-intaense

“But… You’re dead… This is impossible,” I breathed out. She looked exactly the same, except for a few new scars and a tattoo that was wrapped around her left wrist.

“It’s like you said, Dean, ‘Only Winchesters come back to life’… Well, here I am!” Y/N muttered as she slowly walked towards me. As soon as we touched I knew that something was off. “I just have a few… upgrades.” The minute she said ‘upgrades,’ her eyes turned to an obsidian black.

Originally posted by blackaestheticsoul

I immediately stumbled backward because of the shock. She giggled and smiled at me. It wasn’t her normal, warm smile. It was twisted like she took enjoyment in my shock. Immediately Sam raised his gun.

Originally posted by samgirl2552

“Who are you and why are you in Y/N’s body?!” Sam shouted at the creature that wore my wife as a skin. As I stood there dumbfounded, she answered.

“You know my name, Sammy. Y/N Y/M/N Winchester. It’s still me, just a little twisted up is all,” she chuckled.

“Baby, what happened to you?” I asked, my voice shaky with unshed tears. My heart felt like it was ripping at the seams seeing my wife not only at unrest but a demon nonetheless.

“What happened? What didn’t happen is the real question, Dean. I was tortured in front of you,” she said pacing around the room. “Then I prayed for Cass to take Deanna before I died to make sure that she got to heaven and shockingly he did. I saw her go up myself. It was honestly that last good thing I think I’ll ever do in my miserable existence.” She stopped at the body, removed the angel blade, and then calmly placed it on the small table next to Sam.

Y/N then turned to me, “Then I died and was dragged down to Hell…. That was when the real fun began!” She said excitedly.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Well, apparently the demons down there wanted to give me some special treatment. Sure they did the typical torture. Y’know, the gutting, skinning, char-broiling alive, all the tasty classics…” I watched with sorrow in my eyes as I imagined all of these things happening to her. Then she continued with a slight smirk.

“But I didn’t break. I refused to get off the rack and torture other souls. I said no for 20 years, Dean. Then they got a little more creative. They took Sam’s form, then Cass’, and finally yours as they tortured me. They taunted a lot, Dean. They used you and Sam the most though. There was this one time when you and Sam walked in. I had just been pieced back together and I thought that it was you. That you went to Hell to save me…”

I felt my heart ripping into pieces at seeing her calmly retell her ordeal.

“I begged you to get me off of those damn hooks, to get me out, and you acted like you were there to help me. Until you and Sammy strapped me down to the table in my little corner of Hell. Then you started carving…”

I began to feel hot and sorrowful tears go down my face as I felt my body begin to give out. Imagining the torture she endured was too much for me to bear.

Originally posted by faramaiofnerdwoodforest

“You started right here, on my left hand, pulled out every fingernail, one by one. Then you started to skin my hand and said that you liked the way that I screamed when you did that. While you did that, Sam started on my legs, stabbing, branding, maiming me. I begged you both to stop, screaming and crying, pleading for my life. Then you got on top of me, tried to stop my squirming as I thrashed from the pain. I remember the disbelief when I heard you say “Look at her, Sammy. Begging me to save her…”

She then began to fake cry, as if she were re-enacting what the demon did to her then she continued, “‘Maybe if you weren’t such a slut you wouldn’t be here right now but here you are, how does it feel when I carve into you, Baby? Does it feel good?’ That’s what you said to me when I was tied up at your mercy…”

I went down to my knees in the middle of the room. The gravity of what she was telling me too much to bear. “Y/N, stop, please… I can’t.” I said as I tried to calm myself.

“Can’t what, Dean? Imagine that I went through that for another 60 years? Well, it got even worse. Wanna know what they did to me after that? They did more than just torture me. I would tell you more but I wouldn’t want to trigger Sammy here,” she said with a chuckle as she looked at Sam.

Originally posted by adaav

“Y/N…. they didn’t,” Sam said with tears in his eyes, horrified at what she was confessing.

“Oh yeah, they did, as you, Cass, and Dean. Over and over again. Sound familiar Sam?” She sneered.

“What’s she talking about, Sammy?” I asked.

“He won’t tell you… but I will. See, a lot went down while good ol’ Sammy was in the cage. Most of it he could handle. Until dear old Luci got bored of just physical torture,” she smirked.

“Y/N, shut up! He doesn’t need to know about this!” yelled Sam.

“What don’t I need to know about?” I asked again, aiming it directly at Sam. Her laughs made my focus snap back to her

She chuckled and grabbed her chin as if she was thinking, “Should I say it or should I not? Hm, let me see…”

When I looked back at Sammy, I saw the pure panic in his eyes as he looked at Y/N, begging her silently.

“Not like it matters now, but let’s just say that prison rules extend to the cage… and the rack… Especially when it comes to bitches,” Y/N said matter of factly.

I was so confused by that last sentence, When it comes to bitches? Then I saw my brother’s face, he lowered his gun, cheeks and eyes red. Sam has so many emotions written on his face: embarrassment, shame, guilt… no.

As soon as she saw that I was catching the drift, she continued. “You tried to fight, didn’t you Sam? Just like I did. Tried to scream, to beg for him to stop. Tried to get his hands off of you, but there was nowhere to run, nowhere to go. He was just too strong, wasn’t he? He didn’t care, he just kept on going until he was done. Let it out, Sam.”

“It’s none of your damn business! What happened in there wasn’t my fault!” yelled Sam angrily. “You have no idea what happened in there!”

“Then tell me I’m wrong Sammy. Tell me that Luci only cuddled with you after he beat the shit out of you. Why don’t you lie to yourself a little more. Maybe if you say it for long enough then it’ll actually be true.” She walked up to Sam, almost challenging him to deny what she was saying.

Sam lowered his head, put the gun down on the table, and slid out a chair as he spoke, “He didn’t need to know about that. That was uncalled for and none of your business…” Tears were beginning to fall from Sam’s eyes.

“Oh please, Sammy. You’ve been wanting to tell him for years, I see the guilt weighing down your soul. So instead of saying it was uncalled for, how about a thank you?” she quipped.

“Why didn’t you tell me?!” I asked Sam. It came out more forceful than I had hoped, but I was so stunned. Once I saw my brother’s face I knew that he was struggling to hide his shame.

“Isn’t it obvious, Dean? He’s ashamed. Think about it… How can a Winchester allow himself to get taken advantage of, especially in that way… All the time and effort you put into protecting him and he couldn’t even protect himself when it mattered the most,” she said matter-of-factly.

Originally posted by hunterchesters

I just ignored her and looked at my brother, hoping that he’d tell me that it was a lie, that he wasn’t abused and that he was only tortured. My brother just looked at me and said, “I tried to fight him, but he wouldn’t… get off of me… I tried, Dean.”

I immediately got up and hugged him. “It’s not your fault, Sammy. It’s not your fault.” I muttered. I failed him.

“Wasn’t my fault either…” said Y/N as she grabbed a bottle of whiskey and took a swig. “Wasn’t my fault that I ran into you all those years ago, wasn’t my fault that I fell in love with you…”

She took a sip as I turned my back to my brother to face her, “Wasn’t my fault that Garth called for backup that day… And that you answered that call and left your pregnant wife alone…”

“Y/N, I…” I tried to talk to her but she just ignored me and kept on going.

“Wasn’t my fault that I was shopping for changing tables and then got kidnapped by your enemies… Wasn’t my fault that I was tortured for three days straight before you decided to show up…. Wasn’t my fault that you and Sammy were chained up… No, none of that was my fault. And yet you’re over there feeling sorry for a 35-year-old man instead of your wife… If I could feel I’d probably be jealous…” she laughed. “But I don’t have feelings or inhibitions, so at least you’re off the hook for that.”

“Y/N I blame myself every day for what happened to you… to both of you,” I answered honestly.

“No. No, you don’t,” she breathed. “I can feel it, Dean. You’re angry, scared, depressed, yes… But guilty is not something that you feel. Because if you did, you wouldn’t have drowned yourself in booze like your Daddy….”

I took a step back from her. “No, had you felt guilt you wouldn’t have stopped until I was back in your arms. You’d want to make it right, ain’t that right Dean?”

“Y/N I still hate myself for leaving you that day. For putting the job above you and Deanna. I think about it every second of every day. That’s why I drank because I couldn’t handle the both of you not being there…” I whispered into the air. I was so broken without her that I couldn’t even fathom getting her.

“Like I said, Dean, I don’t feel anymore, so everything that you said is a load of horse shit to me. I’m better now…. Hell, I felt nothing but joy when I slit Garth’s throat. Funny though, he didn’t scream like I thought he would.”

“Y/N, what did you do?” I asked horrified.

“Well, I tried to get your attention with killing every sack of shit that I could find… Then Garth came knocking instead of you… So I figured, might as well kill two birds with one stone. Really get your attention. I was surprised you didn’t think that it was me in the first place, actually. You’re usually good with this stuff.”

“You killed Garth?” Sam asked.

Y/N rolled her eyes and said, “No Sam I made him a gift basket! Of course I killed him… After all, if he would’ve just left us alone like he was supposed to, I would still have my baby.”

Then it clicked, why hasn’t she tried to kill me yet?

“And why haven’t you slit my throat yet?” I asked her.

She rolled her neck and looked at me in the eyes. “Good question. The simple answer, because you are just too much fun, after all, every queen needs jesters.”

“What are you talking about?” I asked, losing my patience.

“See Dean, you may have been a knight of Hell, but now…” her eyes turned black again, “Now, you’re looking at the Queen.”

“What? What do you mean Queen?” I asked.

“Isn’t it obvious Dean? Crowley’s dead, Luci’s well… I really don’t care what he’s doing and let’s just say that I earned my spot as Queen of Hell, I mean killing all the Prince’s, all the Princess’, that was no small task. But I did it in record time. By the time I was done, the knights were all bowing at my feet.”

“Y/N, you’re sick, you need help,” I tried to approach her slowly, surely some part of her had to be the same Y/N that I fell in love with.

She laughed in earnest “Dean, you’re sick. You had it all… The power, the women… and you let yourself be cured. Deep down you wanted to be cured.”

“And deep down you want it too.”

“Don’t tell me what I want.” She sneered angrily, then smirked.

“Y/N, baby, come home.”

“See I would but I have a kingdom to take care of, I’m sure you understand honey” and with that, she was gone.

When we walked out of the room I finally noticed the number on the door, 113.

“What are we going to do?” asked Sam.

“We are going to find her.”

“Dean, she doesn’t want to be found.”

“The demon side of her doesn’t want to be found… But my Y/N’s still in there.”

“How do you know that, Dean?” Sam asked

Sam stopped me just out of earshot of Jody and said: “No, we are getting your wife back.”

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maximumkillshotstillwritess-blog · 7 years ago

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All I Could Do Part 1

Warnings: Major Angst, Severe Depression, Thoughts of Suicide, Major loss, Character Deaths mentioned, gore, loss of a child,

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Jody Mills, Garth, Patience is mentioned

A/N: This was my submission to SPN Angst Appreciation Day. To say that this one is dark is clearly an understatement. There is a lot of triggering things in this one! Prepare to cry…

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All I could do was lay in bed all day and drink. On some days days, like today, I’d stare at the photos on my phone, watch the videos we made together. Look at the sonogram. I’d stare at the half made bassinet,it’s pink color was her surprise, to show me we were having a girl. I could still hear her screaming “We are having a girl! Big and mean Dean Winchester is having a baby girl!”. I still cry when I hear that in my head.

You’d think that I’d be a little more productive but I just can’t. Not without her scent surrounding me,not without her laugh that gave me life. Not without her smile, her eyes, her hair, her nose, her voice, her everything. Not without her. The demon was right, he said that I would be forced to live, but with no reason to live. To die would be a blessing, maybe then I’ll see her again.

Maybe then I won’t see them, the gashes and bruises that riddled her body when I found her. Maybe then I won’t hear her screams echoing through my head as I watched those very same marks as they were placed on her perfect and loving body. While I couldn’t do anything. I was forced to watch her. Forced to hear her beg for my help as I watched her eyes fill with tears, all while it tore at her creamy skin. The worst part? That son of a bitch smoked out before either of us could kill it.

Maybe when I lay down for that final time, she’ll be there, waiting for me with a smile and a piece of pie.

“Took you long enough, Winchester” she’d say in her condescending and cheesy tone, “And here I thought I was gonna have to eat all of this pie by myself”, she’d continue teasingly. She always did that. Forever the tease, it was one of the reasons why I fell so hard for her. One of the thousands of reasons, that is.

Yeah, that’d be my Heaven, just her.

“Dean?” said Sam as he creaked open the door to our-my room.

“What is it Sammy?” I asked halfheartedly, trying my best not to lose it for the millionth time today, is it still today? How long has it been since I’ve slept? It doesn’t matter.

“Dean… It’s been two months since you left your room… all you do is lay there. I have to force you to eat and shower, you’ve gotta get up man.” said Sam as gently as he could. He knows that the minute I hear anything along those lines that I usually chew him out, but I’m too tired.

“I’m tired, Sam. Just let me go.” I said, trying my hardest not to cry. Sam looked confused as I said “She needs me… I need her. Life, it ain’t worth living without her. So just let me go, say that I can go with her and that’ll be it. You can have your normal life, without pain, it’s a win-win Sammy” I said as tears began to fall on her pillow that barely had her scent anymore.

“Dean, I know you aren’t thinking what I think you’re thinking” said Sam, worried as he walked to the side of our-my (shit, why is this so hard?)bed.

I continued stone faced as I stared at her side of the bed“One bullet. That’s all I need. That’s all I want right now and then I won’t be in pain anymore. I’ve been in pain for so long, Sammy. Mom, Dad, Bobby, Jo, Cassie, Lisa… None of them hurt this bad, Sam. I can’t breathe.” I said as I clutched my chest, holding the chain that she gave me two weeks before she died, which now held everything that I had left of her.

“I found something Dean, something bad.” said Sam as he looked at me.

“Sam, I don’t care” I said as plainly as I could. I’d be a detriment to him, I’d probably try to get myself killed.

“Another hunter was killed” Said Sam.

“And?” I said bluntly.

“And it was Garth, He was torn to shreads, only thing fully intact was his head, for confirmation.”

It stung, but I still didn’t care. “What’s the point Sam, he’s dead, rest in piece, I can’t care anymore, Sammy”

“The killer left a note.” said Sam.

“Oh great, a killer with a touch of class, why should I care?”I asked.

“It was addressed to you, which is why Jody forwarded me the case file.” said Sam.

“ Not surprised, everyone that we care about dies becuase of us.” I replied harshly.

“It said ‘time for payback’ which confuses me because that doesn’t mean anything to either of us.” Said Sammy.

“It’s a demon, any leads” I said as I slowly picked up my head.

“Yeah, Jody wanted us to do the honors, something about Patience advising against them going to finish it.” said Sam.

“Fine… let’s go.” I said, almost fuming.

Jody had met us outside of crappy Motel called The Sunset Inn.

“It has to be in there, whatever it is; the vessel goes by Trisha Huntsman room 113” said Jody.

“That son of a bitch, that was one of Y/N alias’ when she hunted alone” I said out loud. “Bastard’s trying to rope me in” I said with my jaw clenched, “Well, mission accomplished”. I began to feel my blood boil as I got the angel blade out of my duffel and raced to the door of the room. Sam followed after me, mumbling something about a plan.

As soon as I kicked in the door I was met with a woman, tied down to a chair, her eyes an obsidian black.

“Nice of you to finally join, Dean. Mind helping a girl out?” the demon breathed.

“Why did you use her alias?” I asked very calmly as I stalked towards her.

“Listen I was just here, minding my own business making deals, taking a break from the whole murdering side of the job and then the next thing I knew I was hit over the back of the head and I woke up here.” said the demon. “Shame about your girlfriend, she had a bun in the oven too! Ouch, you didn’t just fail her, did you Winchester, you failed your own kid. My condolences for both of your losses”

My body reacted quickly, as it always did at the mention of our daughter, “You mention her ever again and I’m cutting your tongue out right here and right now!” I growled at her as I held the angel blade to her throat.

“Ohh Papa Bear’s angry,” said the demon with a chuckle. “I mean I wouldn’t expect you to be this bent out of shape. Sam has lost more girlfriends than anyone can count and you don’t see him going all ‘eye of the tiger’ on a defenseless woman that is tied up to a chair, she was just your girlfriend, had I known that you’d get like this, all hot and bothered, I would’ve drawn it out longer.“

“You, you killed her?!” I screamed as I looked into it’s eyes.

“Yeah, one of my finest pieces of work actually,” said the demon with a cackle.

I pulled my chain out from under my shirt and took it off, and angled the demon’s head towards the objects hanging from it. Two simple wedding bands, a smaller silver one with one garnet on it that Y/N fell in love with which she had to have and my silver wedding band, The demon’s eyes grew wide as I said it for the first time out loud.

“You killed my wife and child.” I could feel the anger runing through my veins.

“Dean” said Sammy and I yelled at him to stay out of it.

“ She had a Name! Both of them did!” I screamed as I yanked the demon’s head back by the hair.

“My wife’s name was Y/F/N.. Y/M/N… Winchester.” I punctuated each name with a punch and I looked at the demon’s face, now caked in bruising, like her’s was. I looked at the fist that I had punched it with, the wedding bands swaying as my fist stood still. It wasn’t enough. But it was taking some of that pain away.

“Our daughter’s name was Deanna… Sam… Winchester”. I repeated the same pattern, repeating their names, swinging my fist, pause to breathe, and repeat.

“My daughter woud’ve been born on January 13th, 2020. My life would’ve been complete on January 13th, 2020. And you took that away from me. YOU TOOK THEM AWAY FROM ME!” I screamed as I continued beating the demon. I could hear my wife’s voice echoing through my head as well as Deanna’s heartbeat too as I continued my onslaught.

I finally took out the angel blade that I had stashed in my jacket and stabbed her through the heart. She died with a flash if light, then I heard the bathroom door open.

“Shame, I was hoping you’d save a bit for me,”…. That voice…. It can’t be.

“Y/N?”

“Hey Dean”

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When You Call Part 7

Warnings: SMUT (18+ only people), some cursing, ABO Dynamics, Alpha! Dean, Omega!Reader, nothing after that really. If I missed anything, lemme know.

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Characters:Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Y/N (reader)

A/N:SURPRISE! I came out of my College Classes hole to give you part 7 of “When You Call” for Smut Appreciation Day 2018! I’m sorry I can’t do more than this, but I have to program a microprocessor as well as run more programs and do a quiz for Video Archaeology. I told y’all I’d try to be more active during the semester and I’m so happy I’ve been carving out time to do that! I hope you all enjoy this installment of WYC!

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Previously:

“Holy shit, Y/N. I can’t even tell you how great that felt.” I muttered as I tried to regain my composure.

“Judging by the noises that you were making I can tell that you were having a good time” she shot back with a wink.

“Oh, so you think that I’m the only one getting off today?” I growled as I wrapped my arms around her, feeling her body shiver as soon as I made my presence known to her. “Ohh sweetheart, what kind of Alpha would I be if you made me scream your name..” I slid my hand in between her thighs and she moaned. “And I didn’t make you scream mine?”

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Originally posted by thedesire

I held her close to me as the shower pelted us. You’d think that it would be loud but all I could hear were her moans. I’ve daydreamed about a moment like this at some point but now that it’s actually happening? My mind could never conjure anything as beautiful as this.

The way that her hair sticks to my shoulder as she angles her head back to moan, the way that she says my name, the way that she pleads for more. Oh, she’s gonna get more. When the shower started to run cold I helped her out of it and I shut it off.

By the time I got out of the shower, I noticed that she was already out of the bathroom. When I left the bathroom I saw her sauntering around with only a towel on. She looked so care-free, so perfect.

“Was wondering when you’d get out of there” Y/N chuckled.

“Well, I had to plan what I was going to do to you next” I replied.

“What’d you have in mind?”

“Lay down and you’ll find out”

“But I need to get dressed”

“Omega,” I said in a slightly possessive tone, “I said lay down”.

It was then that she laid down for me.

“Y’know something Y/N?”

“What?” She said with a glint of challenge in her eyes.

“I always wondered what your lips tasted like, and now that I’ve tasted them…. I wanna taste more of you.”

I heard her breathing hitch and a whimper come from her gorgeous lips as I gently ran my hand up her uninjured thigh, “Can I taste you, Y/N?” I asked as I slowly moved the towel out of the way.

‘Y-yess, please” she moaned out…

It was then that I gently parted her legs and began my slow ascent from her feet to her legs. I slowly kissed every inch of skin that I could reach until I made it to where I wanted to be most. When I looked back up at her, her cheeks were flushed and her breathing uneven. Her wide and beautiful doe eyes peering at me, waiting. I ghosted over her mound to continue kissing up her body.

“Why do you tease, Winchester?” she huffed out in feigned anger.

Originally posted by couplefeelingz

“It’s more fun with buildup, trust me Omega,” I growled as I kissed her navel.

By the time I made it up to her chest, she was gripping the sheets so hard that her knuckles were turning white. Which is exactly how I want her.

I made sure to avoid the ribs that were bruised as I began to kiss her chest, gently passing my tongue over every bit that I could until I finally reached her breasts. I pulled one into my mouth and began to lightly nip and suck at it.

I finally heard her break for me.“Fuck, Dean…. Please”

“Please what, Sweetheart.”

“Fuck do anything,” she said completely wrecked.

It was then that I traveled down her body again and I settled on my stomach in between her legs. She looked at me and nodded, giving me the go-ahead. With nothing left to say I licked a stripe from her entrance all the way to the top of her mound and she let out the most sinful moan I’ve ever heard.

“I like it when you make those noises, all for me too,” I said with a renewed arousal growing. Finally, I dove in. My god the way she tastes. It’s better than anything I’ve ever had. She is so sweet and yet she has a tang to her. The closest thing that I could compare to her taste is a fresh cherry or cranberry pie. It’s a perfect balance. All for me to enjoy.

The more that I devoured her the more that she moaned. Soon she wasn’t moaning anymore but begging for more.

“Ohmygod yesss yess Dean yes” She ground out.

I started to pump my fingers slowly in and out of her as I breathed out “You’re a fuckin’ work of art. So beautiful…” She started to whine louder.

“So good for me, letting me give you everything I can… Make you feel like you should feel, like the only woman in the world.” I sucked on her clit only for a second before I began to pump faster.

She whined, ”Fucckk baby, so good, just like that”

My god this woman sounds like a pornstar and I love it. I began to feel her breathing pick up.

“Fuck, Dean. I.. I’m”

“Do it, let go for me.” I breathed out as I watched her cum for me. I licked all of it up like the delicious dessert it was.

Originally posted by cutie---kisses

The way that her back arched and her mouth parted slightly as she let go gave me the perfect opportunity to lock lips with her. I made sure that she could taste how sweet she was on my lips. I knew she could taste it just by the moan that she let loose into my mouth.

As soon as she came back down she started giggling. “What’s so funny?” I quipped.

“Nothing,” she said, “If you made me cum that hard with just your tongue, holy shit I can’t wait until I get the rest of you,” she giggled.

“Well too bad, you’re going to have to, we have to get you healed up before anything else,” I said as I grabbed a fresh flannel and her underwear for her.

“Naaaaaawww Dean, C’mon, you can’t just wind me up like that and then tell me to heal up…. I need it nowwww.” Y/N whined.

“Omega, you know damn well you can’t take my knot in the way you want with your ribs shattered and all of these stitches. I’ll be damned if I hurt you so, yeah, you’re waiting.” I chuckled as she tried to be completely dead weight in protest of putting on a shirt.

“But you feel so good, Alpha,” she said seductively as I buttoned up the front of the flannel I looped around her arms. She started to kiss and lick my abs for good measure until I groaned and kneeled in front of her.

“You need to behave, Omega. I already gave you more than I was supposed to, don’t push your luck.” I teased as I threaded her legs through her underwear and pulled them up her legs.

I then heard my phone go off and immediately Y/N said “Don’t answer it…. Please, Alpha, I still need you.”

Originally posted by thejabberwock

After I put on a shirt I looked at her and I said “And you have me…. Just let me see who else needs me.” Her eyes narrowed at that. Guess I’m not the only one who’s territorial.

It was Sam.

“Tell me you two are finished,” said Sam, loud and clear through the phone.

“Much to Y/N’s dismay, yeah we are.” I huffed.

Y/N was trying her best to grab me and try to tease me as I was on the phone with my brother. I narrowed my eyes at her and all she did was give me a seductive smile that would even make the devil blush.

“Good, because I’m on my way home,” said Sam as I heard him start up Baby.

“Any word from Cass?” I asked my brother.

“You think he’s gonna answer me instead of you? Seriously? No, I haven’t heard anything. Why?” Asked Sam.

“ Let’s just say that my Omega’s getting anxious, how much longer until you’re back?” I asked as I pulled up my own boxers.

“Ewww, gahd Dean, you two are gonna make me puke and maybe another 20 minutes? I expect both of you to be clothed with hands in appropriate places when I get back.” Said Sam…

I felt Y/N try to take off my boxers as I stood next to the bed and I looked to Y/N and put Sam on speaker, “Sam, I’m gonna need you to repeat that to the other person in this room who is now on speaker with you, because she’s trying to undress me as we speak.” I said desperately.

Soon Y/N heard my brother’s voice, loud and clear, “Y/N listen, I’m so glad Dean and yourself finally came to your senses, but for the love of God, when I get back, be completely clothed with your hands in appropriate places. I don’t need to walk in on a live reenactment of health class.” Said Sam almost amused.

“It ain’t my fault your brother is irresistible and for some odd reason wants me, Sammy. Besides, he’s refusing to give me all of him anyway, something about me being too injured…” She scoffed at the phone.

“It’s for your own good,” I said as I kissed her on the forehead.

“Tell that to my soaked underwear, Winchester” she breathed, winking at me then looking at the phone, waiting for the reaction we both knew was coming.

“TO MUCH INFORMATION Y/N…. Ughhh. That’s an image I don’t want in my brain!” Yelled Sam while we both laughed on our end.

“See you in 20, Sammy?” I asked.

“Yeah, and remember what I said…. All clothing ON and hands NOT in each other’s pants…. We clear guys?” Questioned Sam.

“Yes, Sammy” We both replied in tandem and Dean hung up.

“You had to tell him, didn’t you?” Y/N quipped.

“With the way you were touching me, hell yeah I did. There are many things I’ll allow my brother to see, and you naked is not one of those things.” I semi-growled. I couldn’t help it, she’s my Omega.

“Is my Alpha getting territorial?”

“NO…. Maybe… shut up” I said as she giggled.

I grabbed her jeans and I helped her into them, by the time I was fully dressed and at my laptop, someone knocked on the door and opened it. Sam came in with his eyes shut tightly, two pizza boxes in hand.

“Is everyone decent?” Asked Sam almost worried.

Y/N winked at me and moaned, “Ohh fuck, yes Alpha.”

Sam’s face scrunched up in disgust and he yelled “One thing guys! I asked one thing!”

Originally posted by spn-spam

Then Y/N started laughing as hard as her ribs would let her and I started laughing so hard I nearly pissed myself as my brother cautiously opened his eyes, only to find that Y/N was relaxing on our bed while I was on my laptop with a beer in hand.

Originally posted by soluscheese

Sam then put on a bitch face, “Not cool guys, not cool, I thought I was gonna have to wash my eyes with soap or something,” he said as he casually looked at his phone.

After Y/N gained her composure she said, “Oh c’mon Sammy. You’re like a little brother to me, you can’t expect me not to mess with you… It’s outta love.”

I added on, “Just like you bought us food… out of love.”

“Me? Love you? Eww, Dean, Now Y/N on the other hand… What I’d give to be her Alpha,” Joked Sammy as he blew Y/N a kiss. It still made my stomach twist a bit.

Y/N giggled and caught it while I served her up some pizza.

After we ate my Omega started to question where Cas was.

“Last time I talked to him, he said that something was going down in heaven, with God not being there, apparently it’s a shitshow,” I reported as I sat across my brother from our little table in the motel room.

“I still can’t believe God ditched us… Like c’mon man, we are your beings, you are responsible for us.” Y/N looked up as if God would be right there, listening to her, she then continued “Well I hope your vacation was worth it Chuck! Hope you and Amara are having a swell time! A postcard every once in a while would be nice!” she sarcastically yelled and took a swig of her beer.

Sam chuckled and said so that only I could hear, “Damn Dean, she is definitely your girl.”

Originally posted by frozen-delight

That made me swell up with pride… “Yeah” I responded as she smiled at both of us, “That’s my girl.”

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When You Call Part 6

Warnings: A/B/O Dynamics, hint of Angst, Alpha!Dean, Omega!Reader, FLUFFY!!!!, SMUT (FINALLY), 18+ only (trust me kiddos, it’s for your own good), handjob (More to come!!!), Slightly NSFW gifs

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Characters:Alpha! Sam, Alpha!Dean, Omega!Reader

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“… I just need you to give me, us, a shot.”

I looked into his forest-green eyes, looking for any sign of a lie, any sign of insanity, and I found neither.

“Ok,” I breathed.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah!” I exclaimed right before Dean kissed me again. All of a sudden I heard the door open.

“FINALLYYY JEEZUSSS IT TOOK YOU TWO LONG ENOUGH!” Sam exclaimed as I immediately pushed Dean away.

When I looked to the door Sam had two bags of food and the keys in his hands with a Cheshire grin across his face.

“Sammy cut it out. You’re gonna make her blush,” Dean said. He pecked me on the cheek and walked to him to grab the food.

As if on cue, I felt my cheeks heat up and I tried to cover it up.

“Awe Y/N… Look at her Dean, so you finally said it huh?” Sam asked as Dean gave him a bitch face. “You just told me everything I needed to know,” said Sam as he stuck his tongue out at Dean and then winked at me.

I chuckled as Dean got my food ready and handed it off to me.

Dean’s POV:

I was so happy to see her eating. It was something that I never thought that I’d be relieved to see. She was so hungry too. I actually didn’t start eating my burger at all. I knew that she’d be hungry even after her plate so I gave mine to her. I think Sam knew that I was saving my food for her because he offered me some of the chicken off of his salad.

I didn’t think that I could fall in love. I never thought that I deserved it. All I am is a soldier after all. I was made to protect people from things that they never knew existed. I’m a murder, a killer, and an asshole when I need to be. That doesn’t sound like someone that deserves love.

Y/N doesn’t see it like that though. She calls me all types of sickeningly sweet things like ‘her 6’1” teddy bear’ and ‘her all-in-one support system’. That’s why it was so difficult for me to tell her how I felt. I never learned how to open up. Dad was more isolated than a cabin in the middle of the woods, never talked about anything. He made me feel like I was just a weapon that he’d use on occasion, or a nanny.

I made sure that Sammy never had to feel like he was anything but human, that every emotion he had was valid, and that he didn’t have to hide them from me. That was only nurtured by Jess and his friends at Stanford. Which is why I hated having to drag him back into this life.

When he left for Stanford I told him to never come back. I didn’t say that for the reasons that he thought. I did it because I wanted him to live a different, better, happier life. Hunting isn’t a life for someone as smart and kind as Sammy, well at least I thought. He was so close to out and I ruined it.

I don’t deserve him or Y/N. Neither of them would believe me though.

“I am so stuffed, thank you so much, Dean.” sighed Y/N.

Originally posted by my-weak-spot

I could tell that she ate her heart out because she had a bulge where her stomach was, indicating she was completely full. I could only smile. Seeing her well-fed made me feel a bit better.

“So when are we headed out?” she asked. Both Sam and I looked at each other shocked. She literally just woke up and stood up for the first time today and she thinks that we are going somewhere?

“Sweetheart, you know damn well that we aren’t going anywhere. You just woke up.” I said.

Y/N gave her best puppy dog eyes to Sam and he deflected them like a champion.

“Don’t give me that look Y/N, you just woke up. Whatever healing that you have done will be ruined if you go on the road.” Sam replied gently as he grabbed all of the trash and made his way to the trash can.

“But guyyyyyyysssss” Y/N whined.

“Nu-uh sweetheart. You are being pampered and there’s nothing that you can do about it” I said as I went to sit next to her.

“Dean, I don’t need pampering.” She replied as she set her hand on my thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze. “ However I do need a shower. I feel all icky and gross.”

Originally posted by frozen-delight

“Ok, do you need any help?” I replied with raised eyebrows.

She rolled her eyes and said, “Dean, if I said ‘yes’ will you behave?”

“Depends on whether or not you want me to behave, Sweetheart,” I replied as I reached for her uninjured thigh.

Sammy cut in very quickly with, “Aaaaannnd that’s my cue to leave… I’m going to…. I don’t know, just anywhere but here.”

“Ok, bye Sammy” replied Y/N. she looked at me and gave me a wink. I don’t know what it is she has planned exactly, but I have a feeling I may like it. I gave Sam a quick goodbye and as soon as the door closed, I looked to Y/N.

Y/N went to her duffel bag and grabbed her underwear plus one of my shirts that she stole years ago. It was a shirt that I had in high school, well I had it for five seconds and then she stole it. It’s just one of those things that she does.

“So, I’m gonna need help with a lot. As much as I hate to say this, I don’t even think that I can bend to wash my legs,” she said sheepishly. “So I need to know if you’re gonna be okay with me being naked in front of you. Like even less than underwear and a bra.”

Y/N, sans clothing, yes, please! “Oh Sweetheart I can more than handle seeing you naked.”

She chuckled, “Dean, I’m not talking about comfort here. I know that you’ll be more than willing and happy to see me naked,” she looked at me up and down “And believe me I wanna see you naked too.”

My jaw dropped as she continued, “I mean, can you control yourself. I’m in heat and you’re in rut… It’s not like I am in any condition to… how do you say…. Scratch that itch that we both have…. Not in the way that I want anyway.” She looked up at me with those beautiful eyes that do me in every time.

This woman…. She’s gonna kill me. I felt my throat get dry at just the mention that she wants to see me too. I cleared my throat and tried to come up with what could be a good comeback. I found none. She’s only been up for what? 10 hours and I’m already speechless.

“Don’t worry about me darlin’. I can handle myself, just wanna make sure you don’t hurt yourself.”

“Good, because I have a hard time saying no to you.” Y/N chuckled as she reached for her shirt. When she tried to pull it off she winced and cursed under her breath.

“Shit… ahhhh. Apparently, I can’t even take off my own shirt. This is bullshit.” she mumbled.

I looked at her and chuckled.

“What’s so funny Winchester?”

“Nothing, its just that….,” I said as I began to unbutton the front of the plaid shirt that she wore, “I put you in a flannel because I know how terrible broken ribs are. Lifting your arms are impossible.” I looked at her as I unbuttoned the second button.

“I’ve had to unbutton this so many times the past few days”, I popped another button, which revealed a little more of her collarbone.

“Every time I was scared of what I’d find. If a stitch ripped or if your bruises got bigger..” I popped the fourth button and I saw the swell of her breasts in my peripheral vision as I still gazed into her eyes.

“The first time I did this… I talked to you as I unbuttoned it. It felt weird to me like I was invading your space…” I popped the fifth button, and her bra was revealed to me. I knew what would come next, the next three revealed the bruising, the stitches, the pain. I’m focusing on her for now, just her.

“Now it’s different. Like I need to do this, to help you, cherish you. I crave you. If you needed my help….” I popped the next button as my eyes drifted to her left set of ribs, they were an angry red and midnight black. I lightly grazed them, feeling a heat coming off of the both of us as our scents mixed together. “I’d give it to you.” I looked back to her face and I saw her looking at my hand gently brushing her ribs.

“If you wanted anything… anything at all” I unbuttoned the next one. I saw a nasty cut on her side from the hunt and I grazed that wound too, “I’d get it for you…in a heartbeat.”

I grabbed the final button, “ The truth is, when you call me, even on the phone, I feel complete. My god when you say my name, I… I can’t even explain how that makes me feel. Love isn’t strong enough of a word, Y/N. I live for you.” I finally finished unbuttoning the shirt and pushed it off of her shoulders. “I will always be there when you call because I’m not me without you.”

I let go of the flannel and looked up at her face, she had tears welling up in her eyes.

She threw her clean clothes on the bed and let her arms hang so that I could help her with taking the shirt completely off. After that, I started to unbutton her pants.

To lighten the mood I chuckled “Welp…. I didn’t expect that the first time I’d ever take off your pants would be because you needed a shower.” I kneeled down to make taking them off a bit easier after I unbuttoned them.

She laughed and said. “I know, I was thinking the same thing.” She chuckled a few seconds later and I looked at her questioningly, she then said: “ I was just thinking how me getting wet is the only common thing in between the two situations.”

If it wasn’t for me kneeling on the ground already, I’m pretty sure that I would have probably tripped, stumbled, or something idiotic like that. Instead, I blurted out the first thing that came to mind, “Sweetheart, you got the order mixed up. The first time we’re together, you’re going to be wet way before I even touch your pants.” And it’s true. It’s a valid statement. Every single time I was with any woman, they’d be wet before I even touched them.

“Ohhh someone’s being a big talker.” She stated confidently. As soon as I freed her of her pants I smelled her arousal and I looked to her underwear, which was completely soaked.

“ I’m not a big talker Sweetheart, I’m just stating facts.” My hands danced slowly up her legs. I took in every single curve as I continued, “Think about it, I’m taking your clothes off to get you wet. If this was our first time, you would’ve been wet way before I even touched one article of your clothing. There’s a big difference in between the two.”

I looked at her face then to her underwear as I hooked my fingers into the fabric. I pulled them down and off of her. I showed her the soaked piece of cotton. “And it seems like your body agrees with my statement,” I smirked as I stood back up.

She started to get red and she mumbled “Shut up… I’m in heat”.

“I know, Sweetheart, I know. All we have to do is get your bra off then you can get in the shower, sound good?” I said as I walked around her.

“Hell yes!”

As I tried to unhook her bra she leaned back and into my chest. “Y/N, what are you doing?” I said. Her hands danced down my thighs as I struggled to focus on my task.

“Nothing… just… you feel nice.”

“Like what?” I responded.

“Warm, safe, like my Alpha.”

I don’t even know how I’m doing it right now, but I am willing away every single instinct that is telling me to take her and make her scream my name. She needed me to be strong and that’s exactly what I’m going to be, even though not being inside her is causing me physical pain.

After I finished unhooking her bra and slid it off of her arms I wrapped my arms around her and I gently held her to my chest. “Good… because I’m never letting go of you.”

I loosened my grip on her and she turned around in my arms, I looked at her beautiful eyes as I said: “I have no idea how I’m controlling myself right now.”

“Because I asked you to”

“Let’s get you in the shower before I get any ideas,” I said.

“Oh, I already have a few ideas.” She said with a wink as she started to walk to the bathroom.

I love everything about this woman and if I had to choose three of my top favorite features, it would be eyes, lips, and ass. My god was she showing off her ass right now. I was frozen in place as she sauntered to the bathroom.

Originally posted by thejabberwock

My god all of the things that I could and will do to her… to that beautiful ass, I thought to myself as I heard the shower turn on.

“Hey Winchester, you coming in or not?” I heard Y/N yell from the bathroom. When I walked in I saw her staring at the mirror, lightly touching her bruises and examining her other injuries.

“What are you doing? Admiring your body is my job,” I chuckled and she turned to me with tears in her eyes. “Y/N? What’s wrong?”

“I look like I got in a fight with every slasher film psychopath known to man, how can you admire me if I look like this?” she quickly wiped one of the stray tears away.

“Because you’re beautiful. I’d be an idiot not to admire you.”

“I’m not beautiful, I have so many scars, so many bruises. How are you not puking right now?”

Originally posted by painfulblisss

“You think I care about scars and bruises? I don’t. And even if I did they would be a sign of resilience and beauty to me, not disgust and repulsion. Especially on you.” I immediately reached out to her and cradled her in my arms.

“I don’t deserve you” she breathed.

“No, I don’t deserve you. Now get in the shower.” I replied.

As I helped her step in, she almost slipped and I dove for her, getting most of my clothes wet. I didn’t mind though I was just happy that she was okay. I started to take off my shirt when I heard her moan.

“What is it? You didn’t pull a stitch, did you?” I asked. As soon as I looked at her again I saw her looking at me up and down. “What?” I asked again.

“Did you take a shower yet?” she asked with mischief in her eyes.

“No, why?”

“Then maybe we should conserve water.”

“I know you are not suggesting what I think you’re suggesting.”

“What? Me having my Alpha help me bathe while he’s simultaneously naked and all wet with me?”

I gulped harshly, “Yeah” I replied in barely a whisper. She is looking at me like she is going to devour me whole and I don’t know how much more I can take. Her scent didn’t help either.

“Oh, I’m suggesting that Winchester, that and much, much more.”

I replied quickly with, “There better not be much much more Y/N. You are hurt and the last thing I wanna do is hurt you even more. If I get in you have to behave.” I wanted to have my voice come out strong and authoritative, but my voice came out breathy and wrecked. She’s wearing me down and she knows it.

“Ok, I’ll behave. But only because my Alpha asked me to,” those words dripped from her lips as she reached out to me and undid my belt. I don’t even know what’s happening right now. I feel like I am completely high and drunk at the same time on her, yet somehow I am still keeping it together. She unbuttoned my jeans and pulled down the zipper.

Her slight wince as she pulled down the zipper reminded me that she was hurt badly, so I rushed out,“Lemme take it from here, you can’t bend.”

She smiled at me and closed the curtain while I finished undressing.

The second I stepped into the shower all I could smell was her scent all around me.

She turned around to me and looked into my eyes as the spray from the showerhead hit her hair. I then grabbed the shampoo and prompted her to spin around, knowing that she couldn’t lift her arms up to wash her own hair. After I washed and conditioned it I grabbed the soap from the edge of the tub and made a lather as she talked to me.

“Dean?”

“Yeah Sweetheart?”

“I’m sorry I scared you. I know that it hasn’t been easy for you or Sammy.”

“Shhhh” I cooed, “you’re here and alive, that’s all I want.”

It was quiet for a while as I washed her lower half. As I stood up to my full height and I started to lather myself up I felt her delicate fingers dance over my stomach and down to my dick.

“Y/N” I warned. “You know we can’t do that.”

She looked up at me with those innocent eyes as I went to grab her hand and she said something that made me stop in my tracks, “We may not be able to do that but I can help you in another way.”

My mouth just opened and closed like a fish out of water as I was mesmerized by her face and voice as she continued, “ I can see it in your face, Dean. You’re in pain, and I hate seeing my Alpha in pain because I’m out of commission for a bit. Just let me help you. It may not be what you need, but it’ll take the edge off.”

That’s it… I give, she wants me, she can have me. I gave her a nod and her tiny hand wrapped around the base of my cock. The feeling was amazing, it was almost like the most delicate pressure. She knows exactly what she is doing because I heard her moan when my dick came to life in her hands.

She took her time with her strokes, feeling everything that I had and still do have to offer. I could feel myself begin to completely relax, which had never happened to me before, especially with just a hand job. I usually felt so nervous and eager to return the favor, even before it ends. With Y/N? With her, I feel completely safe and like it’s okay to take.

“Just let go, you look so perfect, Alpha. Don’t hold back” Y/N muttered.

At that moment I felt my entire body relax even more of that was possible. Then I started to feel my stomach tense up, the pleasure that she was providing almost too much for me. She noticed the change, I could tell because she started to pump faster. Within minutes I was cumming with her name on my lips.

When I was able to open my eyes again I saw her looking at me with those sinful lips parted ever so slightly. She looked at me with an intensity that I’ve never seen before. Hunger, that was the only word to describe that look. Y/N looked like she just had an appetizer and all that did was make her want the main course more.

“Holy shit, Y/N. I can’t even tell you how great that felt.” I muttered as I tried to regain my composure.

“Judging by the noises that you were making I can tell that you were having a good time” she shot back with a wink.

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When You Call Part 5

Warnings: A/B/O Dynamics, hint of Angst, Alpha!Dean, Omega!Reader, FLUFFY!!!! (Not much for this one, I know!)

Pairing: Eventual Dean x Reader

Characters: Alpha!Sam, Alpha!Dean, Omega!Reader

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Previously…..

Her lips were so soft and still slightly chapped as I molded mine to hers. Their inherent warmth entranced every single fiber of my being and for once, I was complete. I could feel her begin to moan into the kiss as she brought her hands to my cheeks. Then her scent hit me, fields of wildflowers, fresh rain, pie, her slightly fruity notes that were all her own. My God, it felt like the gates of heaven opened to finally give me some relief. Relief of all of my stress, my worries, all that mattered was her.

When I broke the kiss and touched out foreheads together I breathed, “I’m looking at you like this because I love you.”

Y/N POV:

“I’m looking at you like this because I love you.”

What?! He loves me? No, he can’t.

But that kiss… that mind blowing, life-altering kiss. It didn’t feel like a regular kiss. It felt like… no, it can’t be.

It’s your hormones, ok? I bet you he’s said that line to at least 10 other women. He’s just in rut, Y/N. That’s all.

“Dean, this is just your rut talking, okay? It has to be…” I stuttered as I looked into his green eyes, trying to find one inkling that this is only his rut talking.

“And why does it have to be that way?” Dean asked confused. He didn’t give one inch of room, still a breath away from me.

“Because you can’t like me like that… Like this,” I replied as I motioned to him and then back to me.

It’s true, this can’t, we can’t actually have a thing together. I got up from the bed and began to hobble to the fridge, where I knew liquor would be.

“Wanna give a definition to this, sweetheart?” asked Dean. “‘Cause I don’t have a clue what we are, but I damn sure can’t ignore it anymore.

“I don’t know what this is,” I said as I grabbed a beer and cracked it open. “All I know is that I feel a pull to you…. I always have. I’ve always needed to take care of you and Sam ever since I was a kid and I can’t explain it.” That is all I was willing to give him. He didn’t need to know what I went through when he died, how he got back, what I thought I did to get him back, and how that ended in my death.

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Dean looked to me with curiosity.

He can see through you. He always could… He knows your hiding something, Y/N.

“What else…. C’mon Y/N, I know that there’s more to that story, there has to be.” Dean coaxed me to answer by lightly running his hand up and down the length of my arm as I contemplated my next move.

Only way out of this was through it, so I said the truth. “When Bobby and John separated us during our presentations, you were the only person going through my mind. You were the only one that I ever wanted. Being with you always made my pain go away… always.”

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Dean cupped one of my cheeks and smiled. He already knew that.

I continued, “Then, after Eileen, Jo, Bobby, Rufus…. You died and Sam asked for my help to get you back, after me going to hell, after you became a knight of hell… I’m done being hurt and I’m done being thrown around like a bargaining chip in between heaven and hell.”

Well at least it’s out there now. No going back. It’s not like he didn’t know the story. Sam never lies to Dean, even by omission. He was probably just waiting to hear it from you.

“What?”

“Sam never told you how I died?” I replied with wide eyes.

“No, said it’d be too painful,” said Dean as he helped me back to the bed. He sat on Sam’s bed to give me some room.

“Remember when you were stabbed in the heart by Metatron?” I asked.

Dean chuckled, “How can I forget? That hurt like hell.”

“After Sam brought you home, I was destroyed. I couldn’t think, I couldn’t move, I couldn’t breathe. It was like we were mates, but we weren’t. I couldn’t imagine a day without you. It was too much. Sam and I were trying to make arrangements when Crowley came into the room.” From Dean’s reaction I could tell that he was getting pissed.

He probably knows where you’re going with this.

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“What did that asshole do?” asked Dean.

“Crowley tricked me, said that I could replace your soul. That you would come back to life, unharmed and with no memory of what you went through in hell. The minute I heard your name and ‘back to life’ in the same sentence, I screamed ‘where do I sign.’” I admitted with pain in my voice. I was so blind with grief that I didn’t check to see if Dean’s body was still in his room.

“But the mark brought me back, Y/N,” uttered Dean as he reached over to grab my hand.

“I know that now, but as far as Sam and I knew, you were gone with no way of coming back. But what did King of the Dicks offer? He offered you back on Earth with Sam. One soul for another, seemed easy enough… You two are the most important people in my life. Ain’t no way in hell I’m ever letting one go without the other.”

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Dean looked with solemn eyes, mouth slightly agape as it clicked. “Y/N, no…”

I nodded at him to let him know that what he was thinking was indeed correct. “Tell me Sam tried to stop you,” he whispered dangerously.

“Sammy tried to stop me. Hell, he even begged Crowley to take my deal away from me in exchange for his life and yours. Crowley knew better though…” I babbled.

Dean’s jaw clenched and his hands balled up into fists as I continued. “He said that my soul was pure, untainted by anything. Apparently I was worth a lot more than both of you combined… He shook my hand and next thing I knew, hellhounds were ripping me apart… I didn’t scream, didn’t fight, it was the dullest pain I could’ve experienced compared to living without you.”

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Dean’s face contorted with pain as I told him the last bit. It was like he was physically being torn apart by my words, “Sweetheart, why did you? We weren’t even mated.”

I answered with absolute certainty, “Because Dean, we are family. And you’re right, that happened when we weren’t mated. If we were and something happened to you, deal or not, I would die. I’d end it for just the possibility of being with you.”

“So what you’re saying, it can’t be real… It has to be the rut. Because if it isn’t then that means that-” I couldn’t finish the sentence.

“Say it,” Dean whispered as he moved to kneel in between my legs that hung off of the side of the bed. He cradled my face as I teared up.

“It means that we’re not just friends, Dean. It would mean that we aren’t just true mates, either. That would mean that we are soulmates and every fucked up thing that happened in our lives to lead us to this moment. I lost so much Dean, if God takes you too… I won’t be able to go on.” I began to tear as he gently wiped them away as soon as they trickled down my cheeks. Just the thought of losing him was enough to break me down.

“You know something, Y/N?”

“What?”

“After my mom died, you remember how broken I was?” he asked softly.

I nodded in agreement.

“I thought that because I lost her. I’d kept losing the most important people in my life. That was until I went to Uncle Bobby’s. I never thought that there would ever be a woman that could ever call to my soul by just saying my name… Then you happened. You obliterated all preconceived notions of what love is. I haven’t been in love with you for a few months. I’ve been in love with you for my whole life, and it took me almost losing you to see that,” he confessed. The more that he spoke the more sense that it made. It explained everything and I couldn’t help but feel my heart swell.

“It all makes sense,” I mumbled.

“Exactly, and for some reason, it only makes sense when I’m with you,” Dean chuckled, caressing my cheek.

“Some reason?” I asked.

“Well it used to be ‘some reason.’ Now I know it,” Dean said as he grabbed the bottle out of my hand and set it on the nightstand. “It all makes sense because we were made for each other. No matter what’s happened in our lives, we always found our way back to each other again. No matter what came our way, we overcame it, together. We are stronger together, Y/N, and I can’t take being only your friend anymore when I know that we could be happy together.”

I was shocked at his words. He rarely let Sam in on his thoughts, and here he is pouring everything out to me. “You’re right, Dean. I can’t take it anymore either, but I’m terrified.”

Dean looked with sympathetic eyes as he replied, “I know sweetheart. I’m scared too. Neither of us have ever experienced something like this and it’s natural to be scared about losing each other. Given our occupation.” I chuckled as he continued, “I can’t promise that I’ll be around forever. I can’t promise you that you’ll get the apple pie life. Hell, I can’t even promise that I’ll be alive a month from now. What I can promise is that I’ll spend every single moment of my life loving you. I’ll protect you with all of my being. I will be with you until the day that I die. I can’t give you the world, but I can give you my world. I’d do all of these things because you are the only person on this planet that I could see any of those things with. I just need you to give me, us, a shot.”

I looked into his forest-green eyes, looking for any sign of a lie, any sign of insanity, and I found neither.

“Ok,” I breathed.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah!” I exclaimed right before Dean kissed me again. All of a sudden I heard the door open.

“FINALLYYY JEEZUSSS IT TOOK YOU TWO LONG ENOUGH!” Sam exclaimed as I immediately pushed Dean away.

When I looked to the door Sam had two bags of food and the keys in his hands with a Cheshire grin across his face.

“Sammy cut it out. You’re gonna make her blush,” Dean said. He pecked me on the cheek and walked to him to grab the food.

As if on cue, I felt my cheeks heat up and I tried to cover it up.

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I chuckled as Dean got my food ready and handed it off to me.

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