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Faded Love

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Authors Note; just a little bit of Dean being a dad cause it’s adorable and some angst cause who doesn’t love some angst?

Warning: angst, kinda bits of smut? Not sure it would be considered smut. deanxreader. daddeanxmomreader

“Y/N, you are going to be hella drunk!” Sam exclaimed, as you threw back another shot of whiskey. You watched as the elder Winchester sauntered over, a paper in his hand. He smacked it onto the table, uncovering an 10 digit number. With a name signed below.

“I guess I got plans” He announced. Undoubtedly, proud of winning yet another girl’s number. The countless amount of women who fell intoxicated by the older Winchester’s allure was ridiculous, you looked up to see Dean still going on about his lustful encounter.

You hastily averted your gazes as he caught you staring at him for a bit longer than you should've been.

“Well, I reckon I should get going. Don’t wait up for me.” He flashed a massive grin, before patting you on your shoulder as he prowled towards the blonde girl who had lent her number to him. “You like him.” That was when you became conscious of the other Winchester, who was sitting back and interpreting your body language. “Uh, no, Sam…You do know Dean is 15 years older than me, he is basically like an older brother to me.” You defensively reply, causing a scoff from the younger brother.

“Y/N, you're 22. There's nothing wrong with that, and I can see the way you look at him.”

Dean was flirting his ass off with the young woman, you cross your arms in front of your chest.

“You feel uncomfortable when Dean flirts with women right?” Sam questions, well it was more of a rhetorical question. You both knew the answer. You did. It made your skin crawl, you ignored the feeling, hoping it would disappear.

This was the first time you thought about it, did you develop romantic feelings for Dean Winchester? You instantly shook your head, not wanting to acknowledge what Sam and your mind knew.

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Stepping into the motel, Sam wobbled against the wall trying to balance himself as his slender, figure searched for his bed.

“Ironic how it was you who ended up becoming more drunker than me?”

“Y/N, very funny-“ before he could finish the sentence, his face hit the pillow as he soon started snoring.

“How can one sleep so quick?” You grumbled as you trudged into the bathroom to change into your PJs.

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The fluorescent moonlight shone through the curtains as you made out a thud of boots on the motel floor. Your hand instantly searches for the knife under the bed. “Y/N? You awake?” His voice had the familiar deep tone but with a whiff of uncertainty.

“Thought you were with your latest fling” You sat up to lay against the headboard, as you could hear Dean shuffle closer to your bed. Your eyes slammed shut as you recalled your conversation with Sam. It wasn’t true. You knew you couldn’t let it effect your relationship with Dean.

“Uh, no. I needed to just...clear my head.” He confided, ever so quietly.

“What’s wrong?” You couldn’t see his expression as the room was pitch dark, besides the faint glimmer of moonlight on the corners of the curtain, outlining his silhouette.

“I am tired of this. I see kids with their parents then I see our lives, me and Sam’s. Why did we not deserve a childhood?“ He sighed. You could feel one side of your bed go downward, as you presumed he sat down.

“Our child hood shapes us into becoming the person we are today and maybe Sam is doing alright, but what have I done? I am the same person who ruined Sam’s chance of a normal life.”

Your vision adjusted to the dreary darkness, as you were able to snag a glimpse of his facial details. “Hell No, Sam is the amazing person he is today because of you. Not because of your parents. You had to be both your Mom and Dad for Sam. I think that shows how well you did in your life. You took care of your baby brother.”

He exhales. “I’ve been doing the exact same thing since years ago. I haven’t changed, huh?”

“Well, besides the whole stopping the apocalypse, the darkness and saving peoples lives on daily basis? No, you haven’t but why would you want to? You’re a hero in many peoples eyes, Dean. Sam, Cas, me…I could go on.” While rambling on you had overlooked the way his eyes bore into you.

“What?” Your head tilted to the side, as you paused for a response.

“Shit, sorry for rambling on…” You cover your face in embarrassment.

“No-“ He removed your hands from your face, as he stroked your cheeks as lust-filled you both to the brim.

His Eden green eyes were now inches away, the small specks of various shades of green was more visible, you could also spot the tiny freckles scattered over his nose like a constellation in the sky, as if on cue you bit your lower lip as his jade eyes drop to your lips as he raised an eyebrow.

Before you could come to terms with everything, his lips crashed onto yours as the scorching heat between your legs evolved into an inferno. You parted your lips, deeming him entrance.

“I can’t-“ He stands up, trying to create distance between you and him. You both notice Sam stir in his sleep, Dean gestures you to follow him out of the Motel.

He shut the Motel door as he walked to the impala.

“I can’t, Y/n.” He was holding a beer bottle, he had probably got it from in the motel just now.

He took a sip letting it roll down his throat. You could see the conflict across his face, the way his jaw tightened. His eyes shut, avoiding looking at you.

“I don’t get you. You kissed me. I-“ You were confused, your mind was saying no yet your body told you otherwise. This feeling residing in you was always there. It just got awaken. You had the urge to taste him, let him touch you everywhere. Yet, you couldn’t. You didn’t know what was happening.

“Y/n, the 15 year age gap says other wise.” He takes another sip of beer, now his eyes focused on you. The desperation visible.

“Whatever, you know- screw you!” You snap as you walk back to the motel, the tears streaming down your cheeks.

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The next few days went by, you and Dean pretended as if everything was normal. It was like that night never occurred.

It didn’t last though. One night, you were looking into the police database. Sam was visiting the family of the victim, while Dean was at the bar yet again.

“This is going to be the death of me.” You say to yourself as you hear a sound of keys clattering, the room door swung open.

“Hey.” The older Winchester nods, as he walks towards you.

“How’s the research going?” He asks.

“You know, usual…” You state bluntly.

“I saw Sam, the waitress seemed like she was going to take him home.”

“Oh, okay.” You release a sharp breath. ‘It’ll be fine, it’s not like you haven’t been in a room alone with Dean before.’ Yet, your mind was running with thoughts which could take place. Which you craved to take place.

“You know, a break will not kill you, kiddo” You snap out of your thoughts. ‘Kiddo’ the nickname Dean used when he wanted to remind himself and you, that you were a kid to him.

“Whatever you say…old man.” You bestow a forced smile to the older Winchester, causing a eyeroll from him.

“You know what? I think I’m going to go out.” You stand up, closing your laptop. Dean’s eyes perched up.

“I’ll come with you.” He provides a plastered smile.

“Sure.” You grab your bag as you take it to the bathroom.

A few hours later…

Your hands were against his chest as You felt his heart racing. “You sure you want this?” He murmured, his forehead resting on yours. “Yes” was all you could make out, as your knees buckled. That was enough for him to pick you up, in response your legs soon wrapped around his torso, not breaking from your kiss. He carried you over to his bed, yours was a bit too close to Sam’s. He lay you onto his bed as he proceeded to touch you in places you hadn’t let anyone feel in a while.

“D-dean...” You softly whimpered as you leaned back against the pillow, feeling him go deeper as his hands gripped onto the headboard. He gazed as you covered your mouth to muffle your moans as you both climaxed.

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A week passed, as you and Dean did not bring up what transpired that evening. The day after, he had brought you to your bed. You were hurt that you were merely a one night stand to him, you often get attached to men you shared your body with so quickly. Perks of having an oddly normal childhood for a hunter.

You and the boys had just finished a hunt when you arrived at the motel. The boys decided to buy some takeout, you were too exhausted from the hunt, and agreed to wait at the Motel.

As you walked into the dingy motel, you quickly scampered to the bathroom. Grabbing two small boxes from your coat pocket.

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“Ok, it’s time” you gulped as you glanced at the pregnancy tests laying on the bathroom sink.

Positive. Your body froze as you struggled to take a deep breath only resulting in your breath stutter as tears trickled down your cheeks. “No, no-“

The sound of the motel door open, caused you to flinch. You listened to the boy's footsteps as they were conversing with one another.

“Y/N! We got food!” Dean shouted.

“I am just going to clean up and get changed and I’ll be out!” You retorted, the bathroom door was the only object between you and the father of your unborn child.

“Okay”

“If Garth can have a normal life, don’t you think we could” You could hear the subtle inkling of hope in Sam’s voice as he implored, idly anticipating for his brother’s response.

“We are different. Normal will never be in our picture and strangely enough, I am okay with it now.”

“But, Dean. Don’t you ever wonder, what if we have kids…”

Before Sam could finish his sentence, Dean stopped him.

“No. Frankly, I don’t want kids. It’s better with no kids.”

The tears you’ve been holding back, streamed down your face as you couldn’t hear what they were saying. By impulse, your hand went to reach for your stomach.

After a while rendering an effort to fix your puffy eyes. You unlocked the bathroom door. The Winchesters were waiting for you as the take out bags were on the far table.

“God, I am starving.” You blurted, making an effort to suppress your distress.

Luckily, you managed to fix your puffy eyes. So, they did not notice.

A few days later, you were at the Motel researching a case, while the boys were talking to a witness. ‘This was it’ you told yourself as you shoved all your clothes into a small bag. You scribbled down a note for the brothers as you scrambled outside with your bus ticket in your pocket.

Hell, you felt guilty for not confessing it to Dean but he was determined about not wanting kids, you couldn’t ruin that for him.

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“Alright, Y/N. Got anything on this-“ His sights landed on the note on your bed. “SAM!”

The younger Winchester came sprinting in as he saw what his brother was gawking at.

“Where is Y/N?” There was a hint of apprehension in Dean’s voice. He did not anticipate her to take off. Why? Was it something he did?

Before he could come to terms with what’s going on, Sam snatched the note and began reading it.

“Sam, Dean. I cannot thank you both enough for showing me a life besides the one I saw in my rose coloured lenses. You both made me who I am and I would be eternally grateful for everything but, the truth is, I have been homesick for a while. I craved to live that everyday life, we hunters constantly envied. Yes, the apple pie one, Dean…”

All Dean could do was smile, urging the tears not to subside.

“…I love you both and I wish you all the best. You’re the greatest hunters in this damn world and don’t ever fucking forget that.”

Clenching onto the note as tight as he could, he felt like it would fly away as you did. Sam, watched as his brother yanked his coat, keys and stormed out. The tears fell down his cheeks, he knew how much Y/N meant to them both. It wasn’t going to be easy to move on, but this was what she wished for.

The only thing Dean did was drive. He drove as far as he could. Attempting to elude the twinge residing in his heart. The deprivation of air he felt when he saw the note on your bed. Yet another person abandoned him. He clutched his phone as he dialled your number, doing a silent prayer that you would pick up.

He didn’t hear your voice on the voicemail, it was apparent you broke your phone. You didn’t want to be found, you chose something new and Sam and he was not enough.

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The rain spattered, as you arrived at your childhood home. You stood at the door as it swung open, your father stood there as he tried to comprehend what was occurring. Your mother was behind him, astounded but she oversaw to run over and wrap her arms around you. Your father broke out of his thoughts, as he enveloped his arms around you. You yearned for your baby’s father to be here however the voice in your head said that he was doing better. You couldn’t tell him. It would be another weight on his shoulders.

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5 months later…

“Y/N? Why did you call for me?”

The Angel in his trench coat stood at your bedroom door as he squinted his eyes beginning to place together what’s going on until you unlocked the bathroom door.

“Cas!” You ran over to him, wrapped your arms around him. It took a minute but he awkwardly wrapped his arms around you.

“You’re pregnant.” His eyes instantly saw the bump.

“It’s Dean’s- I must tell him-“ His eyes grew as realisation hit him. You tugged his arm before he could go.

“Cas, you cannot. Please”

“Why?! He deserves to know, Y/N.” Cas took a step back trying to understand why on earth you did not tell the father of the baby.

“Because he told Sam he did not want a child.”

Your gaze fell to the floor when you eventually listened to the thought which was running through your mind. ‘How could I hide this from him?’ you thought to yourself.

“You have to tell him…” the Angel reached for your shoulder, you felt the tears plunging.

“I will but for now, please don’t tell him.”

Cas reluctantly nodded. He knew this was going to be tough but detecting the state you were in he had to.

“Cas, I want you to be my baby’s Godfather.”

“Godfather?” He offered you a puzzled look resulting in a slight smile flashing across your face.

“Like a Guardian Angel.”

“Well, I am an Angel so this shouldn’t be hard.” You giggled softly as the Angel came to terms with his role but you felt a ping in your chest when you realised someone was missing, someone who would despise you after he discovers the truth or perhaps he would be glad to know he was not entangled in this.

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4 years later….

“Dean?” The younger Winchester snorted as his brother shrugged.

“Look, it’s your loss.” He parked the impala in the school car park as he got out.

“The woman has a child.” Sam flung his hands up.

“You don’t like Moms? They’re hot-“ Dean sneered. Sam waved at the chestnut-haired, woman standing in the front of the school. She was one of the latest witnesses of their current case, her ex-husband was the victim.

“Sam! Dean! Thank you for coming” the woman’s voice became slight quieter when she spoke the elder Winchester’s name impacting a slight coy, smirk to form against his lips.

Sam jabbed him as he proceeded to ask questions to Laura Thompson. “Chase!” he spotted on the corner of his eyes a little boy running past him, playing with Laura’s son, Chase. He turned to look properly as he got a decent glance at the toddler. Dean was asking questions to Laura as he turned to glance at Dean and the boy who ran past him.

It was like a carbon copy of his brother. ‘No’ he dismissed to think of such. His mind was playing with him.

Laura’s eyes diverted to a woman behind both the brothers, as she waved the woman to come towards them.

That’s the moment Dean heard the name the woman uttered inflicting a flashback of every moment he could reminisce.

“Y/N”

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“Y/N?” Dean’s eyes were fused onto the person who walked out of his life. He noticed how mature she had become, her hair was twisted up in a high ponytail. His eyes travelled along the path of her body outline. Her curves were enough to melt the wavy dress she was wearing. His mind becomes slightly hazed by the sight of her, he quickly shifts his gaze to the side, attempting to control his feelings.

“I got to go and drop Chase off at my mother’s I’ll call when I am done!” Laura bestowed a dumbfounded Dean a peck on his cheek as she scurried away, carrying Chase with her.

“I-“ you initiated but catching a glimpse of the gorgeous verdant eyes peering right back at you, was plenty to shatter your soul. While you saw Sam tears crumpling his face. “Why-“ Sam began before his sights lay on the little boy walking towards you. Dean eventually broke from his daze, as he saw the toddler, standing near your leg. “He-“

The toddler squealed “I know you!”

“You're my dad” He focused on Dean as your eyes slammed shut as you realised what was arising.

“Mama has loads of pictures of you, she told me you were a superhero saving peoples lives that’s why I never met you.” Dean’s eyes softened to the toddler looking up at him, he was an indistinguishable copy of Dean. It was like glimpsing into a Mirror. The soft freckles sprinkled on his nose, to the green eyes staring back at him. Then there was the dirty blond hair.

You snapped from your thoughts and crouched down to speak to the toddler, who was still in awe.

“Baby, why don’t you get your ball and we can go home?“

“Will Daddy come?” He whispered in your ears but a little too loud as Dean and Sam heard. “We’ll see” you sought to guide the boy away.

“How could you?” Standing up, you saw the agony in Dean’s eyes as his stare followed the toddler walk towards the ball.

“I am sorry. I know. I should’ve told you and I have no excuse-“ he raised a hand to stop you “No! You took away my son! Why?! Why lie?! Why-“ His eyes shut tight, compelling the tears, not to drop.

“Dean, I overheard you speaking to Sam, describing how you did not want a child and you preferred the hunting life and I couldn’t tell you, I didn’t want me and him to be a burden to you”

“It was my choice, Y/N. It was my fucking choice.” He hissed as the tears were slipping your cheeks.

“He is right, Y/N” Sam spoke as his sights were fixed onto his nephew playing with his ball.

“I want to spend time with my son.” Dean took a breath, avoiding your eyes.

“Of course. Dean- I am so”

“No. I don’t want to hear what you have to say”

He turned to walk towards the impala.

You turned to face Sam. His eyes were puffy and you could discern the suffering, he felt betrayed. Sam was your closest friend, especially during hunts.

“We- we just did not expect this from you.” He sighed as he walked to his brother. You stood as you felt the misery you were holding for 4 years had erupted and it was your fault.

The brothers stepped back as your son wandered towards you.

Sam and Dean entirely ignoring you, kneeled to speak to the toddler.

“What’s your name?” Dean asked, his question was full of heartache.

“John Bobby Winchester” he gleamed proudly.

“But my friends call me Jo!” He noted as Dean chuckled.

“I know Grandpa’s name is John.” Dean gaped at the green-eyed boy who was now his entire world.

His little green orbs looked up to Sam as he smiled. “You’re uncle Sammy!” Sam inhaled as the little boy lent him the biggest smile he could.

“Yeah.” He looked at you, as your arms were wrapped around yourself. You stood a few feet away from both of them avoiding hurting them yet again.

“You taking care of your Mama?” Dean whispered to prevent you from hearing him.

“Yes, but Mama misses you,” Jo whispers back.

Dean nods as he glances at the woman standing away from him, her eyes now puffy. He knew she did mention everything to their son but the despair he felt on the reality that she hid their son and did not utter a word to both him and Sam was why he could not let her in.

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You had agreed to Sam and Dean spending time with Jo at your home. You were down in the kitchen preparing dinner when you were startled by the sound of a voice.

“Y/N, Jo is-” It was Sam. He paused, smiling.

“Amazing.”

Sam laughed softly, the distress in his eyes still there as he drifted towards you.

“I am sorry, Sam. I know, I should’ve told him. I had no right. I messed up.”

You stared into his soft eyes as he nodded.

“I am fine but Dean-“ he looked towards the stairs.

“He is-“ He sighed.

“He has every right.” You murmured.

You heard the sounds of creaking as Dean came down the stairs.

“Can we stay?” He inquired bluntly.

“Of course. I have a spare room.” You replied.

He glimpsed at Sam, clearly lending him a look to go to the other room.

“I am going to check on Jo.” He indicated to the stairs as he walked off, leaving you and Dean to pick up the pieces of your tainted relationship.

“Why-“ That was all he could mutter.

“You told Sam that-“

“Yes, but that does not give you a fucking excuse, Y/N.”

He barked as he seized a step towards you. You felt goosebumps form on your skin.

Regaining your voice, you snapped. “Tell me, if I told you back then you wouldn’t have suggested abortion, Dean. TELL ME THAT.”

“I-“ He sighed.

“Exactly.”

“We can’t have a child due to our life. Do you think our child wouldn’t have a cross on his head?”

“I don’t want to give up on my child.”

“OUR CHILD”

“Look, I don’t want to speak to you regarding shit besides Jo.”

“I don’t want anything to do with you.” You felt your heart decline to the ground. He despised you. ‘What did I do?’ You swallowed as you muttered a sentence you soon regretted. “As if you ever wanted anything to do with me before. I was just a one night stand, which you threw to the side.” He halted in his tracks.

He spun around as you could make out his eyes which were crammed with bitterness, the anguish from before had perished into complete animosity.

“No. I pushed you away because I didn’t want my fucking feelings to blow up our relationship. I don’t know about you but I fucking cared about you until- until I found out you hid my son from me.”

He stalked up the stairs as you slumped to the ground. Everything around you was muffled as you felt the tears splattered onto the floor. You lost the one person who you craved for the past few years and it was your fault.

“Mama…” A soft voice snapped you back to reality.

You turned to see Jo standing with his lips quivering as he saw you cry, clasping onto a tissue extended to you. “Jo, what are you-“ Dean caught sight of the scene. Dismissing Dean, Jo sat next to you as he wiped your tears.

“Mama, don’t cry.” He whimpered as he kissed you on the cheek.

“Sorry, sweetheart. Mama’s just tired.” You wrapped your arms around him as you felt his silent tears fall onto your blouse.

Your sights lay on Dean. He took a breath as he picked his coat and walked out.

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You were settling in your bed when you heard someone stumble up the stairs. ‘Is it Dean?’ You wondered as you put on a hoodie and opened the bedroom door slightly, you noticed the cut on his lower lip and the swollen jaw.

“Dean..” you whispered, your voice prompted him to turn around, gripping onto the stair bannister.

You sighed. “Come here.”

Too drunk to oblige he tumbled into your room. You helped him sit down on your bed as you quickly went down to fetch an ice pack. You cautiously held the ice pack and touched his jaw. His eyes instantly shut, in comfort. With your other hand, you took care of his lower lip. His eyes opened as he watched you.

“I am sorry, Dean.” You trembled as his eyes concentrated on your face. He saw the fatigue in your eyes as you concentrated on his face.

“I can do it.” He took the ice pack from your hand, soon noticing the Superman cartoon on this pack. He smiled thinking back to how Jo adored Superheroes because he always imagined his dad to be one.

You wrapped your arms around yourself as you took a few steps back. “Y/n…” He started but trailed off as he caught sight of your shorts and tank top, you had a hoodie on draping your body. It took him everything not to hold you right then and there but a reminder of what happened, caused him to snap back to reality, “Y/N, I can’t-“

“I get it, don’t worry.” You compelled a smile. He smiled back as he stood up to leave the room.

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You worked as a financial advisor, in a business firm in the city. After you abandoned the hunting life, you eventually graduated while you were pregnant. You knew you couldn’t depend on your parents. Jo deserved the best and that’s what you were going to provide him.

Work finished pretty quickly as you briskly got into your car. It had gotten dark by the time you reached your house.

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“Hello? Anyone awake?”

You tiptoe in as you instantly notice Dean laying on the Sofa as Jo is wrapped around on his chest while Sam was sleeping on the chair.

You chuckle, as your 4-year old’s head pops up.

“Mommy!” His green eyes twinkle in the low accents of the moonlight.

He rises from Dean’s chest as he runs to you causing Dean to wake up.

“Hey, baby. Shouldn’t you be asleep?”

“I wanted to stay with Daddy.”

You smile as he points at Dean who is now fully awake.

“Don’t look at me, it was all you. You wanted to stay awake.”

Jo’s mouth opened like a goldfish as he shook his head furiously causing you to laugh. Dean smiled watching the encounter.

“Alright, I have to take a shower. I’ll be down in a sec. Okay?” Jo nodded tiredly, as you kissed him on the forehead.

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“Jo?” Dean’s eyes widened as he looked around for the 4-year-old. He was nowhere to be seen. He lunged up from the sofa. Rousing Sam up in the process, “Sam! Where is Jo?!”

“He is standing in front of Y/n’s bedroom door.” Sam smiled exhausted.

“What?!” Dean looked up at the stairs discovering his son sitting on the floor in front of Y/N’s room playing with his trucks.

He laughed in relief. ‘Phew,’ he thought.

“What are you doing, Jo?”

“I am standing outside so I can protect Mama if monsters come.” He stood up attempting to act tough, inducing a laugh from Sam.

“I think she can handle herself, bud.”

At that moment, there was a loud thud at the door. Dean glanced at Sam.

“Jo, get into the room and stay with your Mom.”

“Why?”

“I can’t explain but please go inside.” Reluctantly, Jo nodded as he took off into the room.

Dean nodded to Sam to unlock the door, keeping a hand on the gun on the table.

“Ah, the Winchesters.” A demonic voice spoke.

Barging into the room, posed a demon.

“Oh, fuck no,” Dean growled.

He pulled the salt gun and shot it at the demon provoking a demonic howl to cut loose.

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“Mama!!” You heard a squeak as you opened the bathroom door to see Jo nestled in the corner of the room.

“Baby? What’s wrong?” You wrapped your arm around him.

“Daddy told me to come here and lock the door.” You swivelled as you heard a sinister scream from outside.

You opened your closet, uncovering a packet of salt you had kept for emergencies.

You spewed a circle as you settled Jo in the middle.

“Baby, you got to stay in the circle.”

“O-ok-“ too afraid to impose he sat in the circle as you gave him instructions to follow. You hoped your baby would have a life without demons but these motherfuckers don’t get it. You kissed Jo’s forehead as you clasped your salt gun and unlocked the door before sprinkling some salt on the bedroom door.

You instantly saw Dean and Sam laying on the floor. ‘What the fuck was this demon?!’

You thought to yourself as you aimed your gun at the entity before firing straight at the bastard.

You watched him shriek, Dean’s eyes widened as he saw you standing.

“Y/N, NO GET BACK IN!”

You aimed for the demon once more as you noticed it moving toward you. Flaring once more, delaying it as you attempted to get the upper hand.

“Hey, you son of a bitch. Don’t you want me?” Dean spat as the demon twisted its head to laugh at him.

“I would preferably want to take your baby mama and your precious son. A Winchester baby is what we need.” Dean coughed as you saw the blood-splattered as he coughed, drawing away from the demon dragging you down the stairs then Reaching for the lampshade. “Don’t you fucking dare touch her.” You heard Dean’s voice closer as you were beginning to lose consciousness.

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“Mommy?”

Jo sat in the inner salt circle waiting for his parents. When he remembered something.

“If you ever need me, John. Pray for Castiel and I will be there.”

“You are an Angel!” As Castiel’s wings appeared.

“Yes. I’ll protect you at all costs.”

So, he shut his eyes attempting to contact his Guardian Angel.

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The demon fastened its hand around your neck as he compelled Dean to watch you wither in front of him.

“Kill her and I’ll not stop until I do everything in my fucking power to send your ass back to hell. I will not stop, you son of a bitch!!”

Before the demon could do anything, a flutter of wings carried a force. Cas.

Your eyes began to close gradually as you couldn’t see what transpired next.

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“She’s awake.” You saw Dean immediately, his face coated in blood as you saw his bloodstained teeth.

You hastily attempted to rise to look for Jo.

“He is fine. Uh-“

“Cas is checking on him.” Dean stared as the Angel and his Son hugged.

“Also, why is that?” Dean still had his eyes affixed to Cas and Jo.

“Cas is his Godfather.”

“Cas?” Dean Scoffs as he eventually looked at you, he took a breath realising the situation going on.

You caressed his hand, “You’re still his, Dad.” You offered him a vulnerable smile as he stroked your cheeks.

Cas walked over to heal you as Jo ran over to Dean, Dean was stunned as he sat on his lap and whispered something to him earning a smile from Dean as his eyes lay on you.

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“We cannot take a risk.” Dean sighed as his attention was on you as you closed Jo’s bedroom door as you walked down the stairs.

“What’s going on?” You inquired, noticing Dean’s wounded expression.

“Y/n, we are going to leave,” Sam conversed as Dean stood staring at you unable to construct any words.

“What?! You cannot leave…” You were talking about both of them but your eyes lay on Dean the entire time.

“It’s safer for you and Jo. We are just going to bring in the Supernatural beings.” Dean walked over to you, as his fingers stroked your chin.

“Why don’t we leave tomorrow morning?” Sam proposed. Dean not taking his eyes off you he nodded, “Okay.”

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“Why are you even here for?” Sam rolled his eyes as Dean lay on the bed.

“Nice to know you still care, Sammy.” Dean set the beer he was drinking back on the corner table.

“No, as in, you both want to spend time with each other…” He tried to gesture for Dean to go speak to you.

“Ah, Sammy...” Dean laughed as he arose and walked to your bedroom door.

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You lay in bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep. Your mind just went straight to that one person. You weren’t sure where you stood but the fact your heart craved for him was enough.

You stood up and opened your door, not being able to stay apart from him any longer, you were surprised to discover the very person on your mind, standing in front of you. You didn’t even need to say anything as you felt being lifted as he shut the door behind him, as he took your taste and scent in. It was refreshing. It was something that felt right. The pieces connected. He saw his future as he entered you. Your

moans and cries for his name echoed through the room but there were three words you both heard from one another clearly as you fell onto the bed.

“I love you.”

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You got up to the sound of a soft knock on your door.

Your arm reached to feel the deserted side of the bed. As it dawned on you about the events which had occurred the prior night. You smiled as you felt fresh tears slip. You already missed his touch.

“Jo?”

The door opened as your 4-year-old stood in his Spider-Man onesie, clenching onto a small toy. It’s only when he came closer you instantly discovered what it was. It was a toy impala. Exactly like Dean’s. “Daddy left me this but-“ his lip started to tremble as he draped his small arms around you. “We’ll be okay, baby. Daddy will come back. He-“ you took a breath, “He needs to save the world remember.”

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“I ask for one fucking thing from you, Crowley. That’s it. I will owe you anything.”

That caused a smirk to appear on the Demon’s face.

“Now we’re talking.”

“Keep your demons away from both of them. If I find out one of them got hurt by your monsters, I will bring Hell to the motherfucking ground.”

Crowley watched impressed by the nerve his demons had hit on the elder Winchester.

“Am I fucking clear?”

“Okay, squirrel.” He smiled.

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1 month later…

“Great. Just Great!” You looked away as you flushed the lunch remains.

Rowena, Crowley and Castiel watched as you shook your head.

“What?!” You snapped at them, they quickly averted their eyes.

“I’m sorry, I need a fucking pregnancy test or Cas, check-“ You stood up as you walked over to the three who were stunned.

“Another baby squirrel to protect?!” Crowley rolled his eyes as Castiel glared at him.

Castiel walked over to you as his eyes widened.

“What?!” You asked.

“Yes, a baby.”

“It’s Dean Winchester’s right?” Crowley questioned, clearly praying it wasn’t so he did not have to protect the child.

“No. It’s the motherfucking devil’s. What do you think Crowley?!”

He threw his hands up, “I don’t know which gentleman you spend your nights with.” You grabbed the hairbrush on the table about to throw it at him.

“Ok, Y/n. Calm down.” Rowena gestured to you, to take a seat. As the situation took over your emotions.

“I can’t- I can’t do it alone.-“ You looked at Cas with pleading eyes “Is there no way I can see him, just for a second. Please. I need to see him.” The tears began to fall non stop as everyone stood unsure of how to react. Cas walked over and helped you sit down as you began trembling. “I need him, Cas. I know it’s a month and but- it hurts.” Cas awkwardly wrapped his arms around you. “I am sorry, Y/n. I don’t know where he is…I tried but I think they have been blocking me somehow.” Cas looked at Crowley seeing if he has away.

“Ok, darling. Let’s try searching for your baby daddy.” Sympathetically Rowena awaited as you brought one of Dean’s flannels.

“I’ll try.” She sighed as she cast a spell trying to connect to the elder Winchester, yet something prevented her from trying to communicate. She fell to the ground as you stood in shock.

“I don’t think he is alive, darlin’” Rowena mumbled as she lay on the ground.

In that split second you felt your world crumble. Every moment you had with him flashed between your eyes. His touch, his taste the way he felt. You ached for it.

“No. He isn’t.” Cas wrapped his arms around you as you screamed.

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A year flew by, you ended up giving birth to a healthy girl. Mary Charlie Winchester. If Jo was Dean’s Mirror copy, Mary was even more so like Dean. From her smile to the way she stared at anyone.

You adored her, yet the worse part was the months you spent refusing to believe Dean was gone. He was a Winchester. He wouldn’t. Yet everyone around you acted as if he was gone.

You attempted to contact him but there was no sound of him. It’s like they vanished. You were grieving for someone who was missing.

It took a while to move on. Your friends attempted to help you move on. It was hard, especially when you got home and saw your gorgeous children. Their striking resemblance to their father constantly made your heartache. It wasn’t their fault but you couldn’t move on from Dean.

Until Mary’s first birthday when you saw someone at your doorstep. Sam.

“Sam?!” We’re in complete shock as your arms wrap around the youngest Winchester.

He smiled as he held you, “You’re beautiful. Dean would be-“ He sighed as he took a step back when noticing a man walk out from the far bedroom.

“Baby…”

“Nate, uh this is Sam. He is a family friend.” You smiled at Sam.

“Hey, nice to meet you. I’m Nate. Y/n’s fiance.” Sam looked taken back as a shocked expression crossed his face as he nodded.

“If it’s okay, I was wondering if you would like to come to have Christmas with my family as they’re dying to meet you.-“

“She is like a sister to me” Sam laughed, pointing at you.

“Uh-“ you paused as Nate nodded.

“Of course. I-“

“I guess another day?” Nate hesitated as he kissed you on the forehead as he went to the room to gather his things.

“I need to take you somewhere.” Sam looked at you, pleadingly.

You had no idea where you were going as the ride took hours. Jo and Mary were asleep the whole time, not awake when you brought them into the impala. The memories flashed through as you sat in the front seat.

“Is he really-“ you finally managed to ask.

“Dead?” Sam took a breath as he stopped at a secret bunker.

“Come on.”

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“Hey, baby. Wake up” Jo yawned as his eyes opened. He immediately recognised Sam standing behind you. “Uncle Sammy!”

He jumped out of the car seat as he wrapped his small arms around his uncle as sam began to cry. Sam pulled him up as he hugged him as if Jo was going to disappear.

You smiled as you took Mary out. Sam’s eyes grew as he saw the little girl in your arms.

“Meet Mary Charlie Winchester.” You smiled.

“Mary…Charlie…” You saw the tears pour down his cheeks.

“Come on, let’s go inside.” He attempted to regain his composure but failed in the process, he usher you into the huge building.

He still hadn’t answered your question about Dean. You sighed. Maybe he just wants to drop the news gently?

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You could hear some commotion from the main room. As Sam asked you to stay with the kids as he went into the room.

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“Dean.”

The green-eyed Winchester turned to face his brother. “I am probably just going to call it a night.” Sam noticed the tiredness and pain in his eyes.

“That’s pretty early, son.” John crossed his arms, trying to figure out what was going on.

Thanks to Amara, Mary had been brought back and as they also brought John back and the other people from the other world, including Bobby. The only people missing in his brother’s life was the love of his life and their kids. Dean still hadn’t known about Mary. He knew it was safer so he avoided all contact from You. It was killing Dean but Sam knew this surprise would bring him back.

“Wait-“ Dean paused as he shrugged awaiting what Sam wanted.

He quickly ran up the stairs to bring out you, and the kids. Dean’s eyes grew as you walked towards him. Jo immediately recognising him ran to him as Dean pulled him up but what caught his eye was the little Angel you were carrying, her green eyes glued onto Dean. It was as if she knew exactly who he was. You were in complete shock as he wrapped his arms around you. Sam took Mary as Dean cupped your cheeks as he kissed you as if it was his last breath.

Inbetween the kiss you whispered, “I thought you were gone…”

“As if I could leave you alone.” He smiled as he continued kissing you.

You stepped back as you noticed the audience watching you. You caught sight of Winchester’s parents, Mary and John watching from afar smiling. You thought you were seeing them but Sam gave you a nod, to assure you it’s real.

Taking a breath, you took Mary from Sam.

“Meet, Mary Charlie Winchester.” You heard a gasp from the audience. You caught sight of Mary, covering her mouth attempting to not cry. “She looks just like Dean.”

“Hey, baby girl” Dean smiled as Mary extended her arms for him to carry her.

He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. “I already love you, baby girl.”

“What about me?” Dean turned to see Jo standing with his arms crossed.

“He gets that sass from moose.” You all looked up to see Crowley on top of the stairs.

“Cute, family reunion but we have bigger fish to catch.”

“Uncle Crowley…” Jo waved, causing a stunned expression to form on Sam and Dean.

“Don’t look surprised, I grew quite fond of the baby squirrels.” He rolled his eyes as he walked down the stairs.

“Alright, is there anyone else who has access to both my kids lives? Don’t tell me Lucifer is called Uncle Luci” Dean turned to look at you, as you chuckled before kissing him on the cheeks.

“Crowley only spent time with them cause you asked him to keep them safe”

“Wait before Crowley ruin the moment, I need to introduce my kids to some special people” Dean smiled at you as took Jo’s hand as you walked to Mary and John.

Jo immediately recognised both people as he squealed “Grandma! Grandpa!” Mary was now crying nonstop as she kneeled to wrap her arms around her grandson as John stroked baby Mary’s cheek.

“They look just like you, Dean.”

“Y/n! I felt your energy here. Where are you?” The celestial being appeared as he looked around panicking. Until his eyes lay on the kids, finally easing.

“Uncle Cas! Look-“ he points at Dean, with a huge grin.

“Hello Dean” Dean nodded as Cas wore a puzzled expression. “We’re you hiding from us?”

“It was best for Y/n and the kids.” He sighed as he kept his eyes on you.

“Alright, moving on from the family reunion. It’s time to explain some quite bad news.”

“Why can’t we have a split second of peace?”

“Uh, 'cause you’re a Winchester?” Crowley responded condescendingly.

“What is it then?!”

“You know how you’re Michael’s true Vessel. As Moose was born to be Lucifer’s Vessel?”

“And?” Sam asked impatiently.

“Your story was written for you boys. Just as the legacy has to be passed on to one’s kids.” You, Dean and Sam, watched as you realised what was going to happen.

“No.” Dean began before noticing the kids were watching.

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Honestly that’s all I have, I had created this a year ago and it has been lying in my notes for a whole year so tadah…

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Old Friend | 17|? | DEAN AMBROSE

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Hope you all enjoy this 😊 and I'm sorry for not posting regularly but I had so much going on. Gonna really make an effort to be active again for real this time

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Hurrying out of the Anoaʻi house, I was at my car that sat in the drive way in no time. Tears continuing to make their way down my face.

I couldn't believe Joe, the man I had come to know and love as a big brother would do this to me.

Letting Colby know where I was, or had been staying.

And worse bringing him here.

After knowing what he had done almost a month ago.

Kissing his fellow WWE superstar, Becky Lynch at some concert they were at.

I mean if you're going to cheat at least do it behind closed doors when you know you're a famous figure and find are quick to pull out phones just to get a picture and post it to every social media platform imaginable, making the woman you're mentioning in interviews, taking around family and friends at events, posting on the same social media sites, the woman you're supposedly I'm love with, look like a goddamn fool.

"Fucking jerk..." I mumbled, through tears, picking up my phone to dial the number of the one person who I knew would at least side with me.

The one that wouldn't try to play peace maker.

Like don't get me wrong I know Joe had or has only good intentions but still...

Just send a quick text or something so I could've prepared myself to face the man who's calls and texts I've been ignoring.

Purposely.

"Jon..?" I chocked out, upon hearing the sound of the man on the other line pick up his phone.

"Y|N|N..?" I heard Jon ask, his voice already filled with worry. "What's wrong? It's nothing with the baby is it?" He continued, throwing a couple more questions at me.

I shook my head, momentarily forgetting I was on the phone and he couldn't see before answering with a sniff. "N-no," I finally stuttered out. "Colby just showed up here with Joe. And I wasn't ready to see him because it's so hard to see him and not picture him with his lips on the red headed bi-"

"Y|N," Jon said stopping me before I could get my curse word out. "Have you stopped to think that maybe Joe thought that he was doing the best thing for you and your relationship with..." Jon stopped for a second or two before letting out a, "him," that was filled with the disgust he's been feeling for Colby since we found out that Colby indeed did the very thing Jon had tried to warn me he would do.

Well no its actually the disgust he's had from the start of my relationship with Colby.

I'm pretty sure it went all the way back to when Renee introduced me to the father of my child.

I wasn't necessarily with him or in view of his face to see his reaction but judging by how he was when he saw Colby at my old house a week later, I'm positive it wasn't good.

I frowned, just now noticing my tears had finally stopped rolling down my face. "That's not what I was expecting to hear." I replied with a huff. "Well it kinda was," I shrugged. "Because we both know Joe and there is nothing but good intentions with that man, but still..."

"But still what?" My best guy friend Jon, questioned, and even though we were on the phone, I could sense he had that annoying, but sorta adorable smirk that showed his dimples just a bit, on his face finding it amusing that he'd caught me off guard with his words. "You thought I'd agree and jump at the opportunity to talk shit about them?"

I groaned, rolling my eyes. "Not them, Jon." I mumbled feeling the need to remind him this call was only to bash one person.

The person that hurt me after promising me that was the very way he would never hurt me.

"Just him." I again spoke up, leaning back in the driver's seat of my car.

Jonathan sighed, "Trust me, with how I feel towards Colby for what he did to you, I also think it's time you talked to him so you can get out what you need and decide where it is you want to stand with your relationship with him." I heard say, unable to believe that I was talking to Jon.

My Jon.

Or is this my Jon?

I'm so confused...

"Where is my Jonathan?" I gasped, trying to fight the urge to laugh at my own dramatic outburst.

"Right here, Y|N." My friend replied, not bothering to hold in his chuckle before getting serious a few seconds later, throwing wisdom my way. "But you and him are having a baby, going to be parents, and as a soon to be dad myself, I think, well, know that if it was me and Renee in you and Colby's position I'd want someone to be a true friend to me and tell me where my girl was and that's what Joe understood as already being a dad."

My eyes widen, as I practically ignored all but one part of Jon's speech.

He's gonna be a dad?!

"You're gonna be a dad?" I squealed out, every bit of my sadness now washed completely away now.

Okay, so maybe not all of it, but still...

Hearing Jon's news definitely cheered me up.

"Renee's pregnant? How far along is she? Why didn't she tell me?" I wondered out loud to my friend, throwing question after question, after question at him. "Oh my gosh."

"Yeah, two months," Jon spoke up, happiness in his voice. "But don't call her or anything. We haven't told anyone yet, except family, and even though you're basically family to us, she thought it'd be best to wait until you weren't going through a rough patch with Colby before-"

I frowned, shaking my head. "You guys didn't have to keep that hidden for my sake. I could be sad for myself and happy for you and Renee at the same time." I giggled, adding a quick, "congratulations," to him before leaning back in the seat of my car, rubbing my growing bump that was starting to show through my clothes if they were fitted.

For a few more minutes me and Jon continued our talk, as I joked with him how me moving to another state seemed to be the one of the best things that could happen to their relationship as of late.

How our first borns are gonna be close in age, and grow up to be the best of friends.

I basically got so caught up in talking with Jon that I lost track of time and forgot why I was even sitting in my car in the first place.

I really needed this

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Colby stood up for like the forth or fifth time beginning to pace again.

It's been almost an hour and she still hasn't come back in

"I should go and see if she's okay." He spoke up, placing the beer he was swirling around in his hand, unable to enjoy it, down on the island in Joe and Galina's kitchen. "She may be in trouble or something." Colby added, exaggerating.

"I think she just doesn't want to see your cheating face." His friend, Galina said, her voice just a whisper but still loud enough for Colby and her husband Joe to hear.

"Seriously?" Colby asked, starting to get frustrated at not just Galina's words but the fact that his girl was avoiding him by staying out in her car. "Did you not hear anything I said when trying to tell you what actually went on with me and Becky?"

Joe's wife simply crossed her arms in a careless manner. "You did but it's still not a reason to do what you did." She replied, taking up for the mother of Colby's unborn child. "And you shouldn't have done that to her regardless of what the situation was."

As much as Colby hated having to defend himself to her, he, at the same time loved that she was willing to stand up for Y|N.

He found solace in the fact that the friends he'd known for over ten years, who were like family to him, was also like family for his better half.

And was ready to defend her when she wasn't around to defend herself.

"I know, and-" Just as Colby was about to respond a then silent Joe finally spoke up, muting both Colby and Galina for a moment.

"I'll go see how she's doing." He said, picking up an unopened package of oreos. "She's probably pissed about what I did too, so I'll go apologize to Y|N|N and then maybe see if I can get her to come in and talk to you."

Colby nodded, before raising an eyebrow. "And you need oreos to do that?"

"Dude," Joe began, giving Colby a look. "Have you never heard of a peace offering?" He asked before walking out of the house, not waiting for a answer.

But just when he got outside, and laid eyes on Y|N's car, he could see the driver side door open, and her getting out.

"Damn, Y|N," he said with a groan of some sort. "I was just coming to lure you out with some oreos." He said, his face forming a childish pout.

He saw Y|N shake her head, giving him a playful hit on his arm after she reached him. "No milk?"

"I knew I forgot something," Joe replied, face palming himself. "I was so worried about coming out her to find you and apologize that I forgot the milk. Stupid, stupid me."

"Aw, you're not stupid..." Y|N replied, trying to keep from laughing. "An oreo peace offering is still good even without the milk." She added, holding out her hand to Joe. "Now gimmie."

Joe smiled, sighing in relief to himself as he placed a few cookies in Y|N's palm, grabbing a couple for himself before placing the package down on the hood of her car as they both leaned up against it. "So we're good?" He asked, a hopeful smile on his face.

"We were never not good, Joseph." Y|N smiled back, leaning over and swiping the package of oreos. "You don't need anymore of thes."

"Oh, and you do?" Joe, chuckled, getting a nod from Y|N.

"I'm pregnant so, yeah." She replied with a giggle.

Joe chuckled. "Pregnancy looks good on you." He replied, seeing Y|N try to hide the redness that was starting to show on her face, before saying a quick "thank you."

Both of them soon let a silence take over before Joe cleared his throat, gaining a side eye from Y|N.

"You didn't just come out here so we could share oreos did you?" She questioned, now looking down and playing with her fingers.

Joe shook his head. "I really came out to apologize for brin-"

"For bringing my ex boyfriend here..." She mumbled, causing Joe to stand up from the relaxed, leaned back position against the car he was previously in.

"Ex? You decided on breaking up?" He asked, feeling worse than before that he had brought Colby here.

Y|N shrugged, as he waited for her to say something. "No..." She trailed off, looking down to fumble with her nails. "I just wanted to see how it felt to call him that."

"And?" Joe pressed on.

"I hated it." Y|N said with a sigh. "Even after what he did, me not having any contact with him for almost a month, practically crying myself to sleep over him, and not seeing him..." She paused to bite her lip. "I still love him. And I hate that too."

Joe nodded, holding out his hand for Y|N to take it. "I get it, but he told me what happened between him and Becky and I think you should let him try and explain it to you so you can see things a bit clearer to make the right decision for you."

"And if I want to after, I can dump him?" He heard Y|N ask with a playful smirk on her face.

"Hell yeah." Joe immediately responded with a laugh, grabbing Y|N and pulling her in to a side hug as they both started to walk back to the house.

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Okay, Y|N it's time

Time to face the man you've been avoiding, that is...

"I'll take Galina with me to go pick up the kids from my mom's so you and him can have the house to yourselves." Joe whispered to me, seconds before we both walked into the house.

I nodded, swallowing hard.

Me and Colby was about to be alone together for the first time since he'd left for the live events and house shows he was scheduled for, that week, which was also a couple days before i had found out about him and Becky.

Ugh!

Why couldn't you have told me a few minutes ago that you was planning on leaving me alone with him, Joe? I mentally questioned him.

I would've literally begged him to stay.

The second me and Joe entered the house, both of our significant others, well Joe's significant other and the man who stepped all over my heart, came rushing out of the kitchen, my eyes immediately locking on Colby.

It was weird, no matter what I felt for him, and it wasn't anything good at the moment, I couldn't help but think of how much I had missed those beautiful brown eyes of his.

It's just, right now they looked like they held nothing but sadness.

They didn't shine as bright as they usually do.

Was that because of me?

Was he also broken over this whole thing?

"Hmm..?" I questioned, my words barely audible as I looked at Galina.

I had completely blocked out anything that was being said, as my attention was only focused on Colby.

"I said, don't let that idiot get you too upset." She repeated, shooting a glare at Colby.

Nodding my head, I tried to fight back a laugh, but failed as I replied with a quick, "yes ma'am," making Galina join in on the laughing as we gave each other a hug.

"I mean it though Y|N." She spoke up again, as we pulled away to leave out the door with her husband.

She is such a mama bear

"I'm pretty sure she hates me with a passion right now." I heard Colby say, once we were finally alone in the house.

You can't blame her

After noticing my silence, he began walking over to where I was standing, stopping by the couch and motioning for us to have a seat, which I eventually did after a few seconds.

"Okay, so um..." I heard him speak up again, scratching af the back of his head, like I've noticed he would always do when he was nervous to say something. "First off, Y|N," he paused and reluctantly reached out to grab my hand. "I'm sorry and I miss you Y|N|N."

I missed you too, Colby, I mentally confessed to him unable to bring myself to say the words out loud.

Not this second, at least.

Colby eventually let go of my hand and sighed, his head hanging low, before he brought it back up, looking at me once again. "I didn't mean to hurt you the way I did Y|N..." He said again as his words sorta trailed of, like he was trying to figure out what to say next and believe me when I say, I wish he didn't say what he eventually did.

"I just wish you had found out about me and Becky from me, and not from the internet."

Oh god

So it is something between him and her...

Is that why he hasn't called me babe or baby like he mostly always have done?

Is he about to confess his love for her to me?

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When you pulled up to the roadhouse you both jumped off the bike and headed towards the door.

Dean flung his arm around your shoulder kissing your temple.

“This was a nice few days Dean” you mummered.

Before you could open the door Dean grabbed your hand and pulled him flush with you before kissing you intensely.

“It really was” he said.

“But you know I’m not classifying that as a date bulldog” you smirked “you still owe me”

All Dean could do was smile as he followed you inside.

“Y/n” Ellen said “get everything sorted”

“Yep, all sorted” you replied handing over the receipts.

You Dean and Sam spent the next few weeks hanging out. The boys helped around the bar and you all got to know each other. For once in a long time they felt they belonged somewhere. Even you and Sam had became close. You both couldn’t help but tease each other as siblings do. Sam hadn’t seen Dean this content in a long time, he knew you and Dean were perfect for each other. And at the same time Dean laughed how someone so small could wrap someone so large around their finger in such a short period of time. And all you knew is you would die for these two men. Just like you would for Jo and Ellen.

One day Ellen shouted to Dean and Sam " you boys ready to earn your keep, I have a hunt for you”

“Sure” said Sam enthusiastically “what is it ?”

“Girl killed and ripped apart in her apartment but yet no sign of break in, seems a few girls have went missing from that apartment block” Ellen continued

“Sure we got it, right Dean?” Sam questioned

“On the case” Dean confirmed

Dean had came to say goodbye before he went on his hunt.

“See you in a few weeks " he stated bending down and kissing you.

“You better bulldog " you smiled back.

When the boys left Ellen was talking to you and Jo about another case that had came in.

“Girls in a cult, Ellen how’s that a case for us?” You questioned.

“Well y/n these girls are never seen again so even if we go check it out and it’s not supernatural at least we may be able to help these girls”

“Okay mum " Jo mused “let me and y/n look at the files some more see who is more qualified”

Ellen handed you both the file and you took yourselves into a corner to discuss the case.

“Okay Jo I want to propose something here” you stated

“I’m listening” Jo questioned

“Let me take this case” you said begging

“Why would I do that ? " she shot back

“The boys need a female to help with their case if i show up I look like the insecure girlfriend, but if you show up I save face… please sis. " knowing your begging would persuade her.

“Fine” she confirmed rolling her eyes “I’ll rescue your boyfriend and you go check out the cult”

“Thank you thank you thank you” you said as you threw your arms around her.

You both talked to Ellen about the plans and much as she didn’t want you both to go she knew she couldn’t hold you back.

“I don’t like it” she scowled " and you both better check in every three hours”

“Isn’t that a bit excessive " you questioned

“I’m a mother nothing is excessive” she looked at you both menacingly.

You didn’t know weather to cry or jump on her and hug her , right then you realised this was your family and they cared for you.

You and Jo headed out, you to your bike and Jo to her car. Before you left you hugged each other.

“I promise I’ll protect him " Jo whispered

“Jo “You warned “you’re my sister protect yourself first or there will be hell to pay”

Jo and the boys had been able to solve their hunt as hard and dramatic as it was for Jo she was glad she helped solved it. And couldn’t wait to fill you in.

The boys and her were finally able to start making it towards the road house.

Dean drove faster then usual, his thoughts were just getting back to you.

But when he reached the road house and got inside his excitement was quickly put to an end when Ellen informed him you were on a hunt yourself.

“Though I’m becoming worried I haven’t heard from her in five days” Ellen stated.

Another two days had past and still no one had heard from you.

“She has been on solo hunts before Dean she was taught by the best of us” Ellen tried to comfort the oldest Winchester, but when day ten had arrived and no one had heard from you. But she was secretly starting to panic. They all were.

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Dean Winchester X Reader Masterlist

Some of my works are 18+, which I'll write as such here, but please heed the warnings on the individual posts as well - All under the cut :)

One Shots xx

Angst

💙 Us - request: Can you do a deanxreader songfic to the song us by Regina spektor

💙Goodbye ~ After Dean takes on the mark, his relationship with Y/N starts to fall through the cracks. She’s had enough of him taking out his stress on her, and after years of silencing her pain, she finally lets him know why it’s time to say goodbye.

💙How Do I Become Enough ~Reader and Dean right about her doubts, she feels somewhat isolated and annoyed. No cheating, necessarily, but think along the lines of Dolly Parton’s Jolene

💙Intrusive Thoughts ~Dean was supposed to visit Y/N while she was at work, but when he didn’t show, she got worried. After finally getting ahold of him, she was relieved to know that he was alive. But when another full day passes by without a word, her mind goes into overdrive about what could have happened to him.

💙Voicemails ~ this is a small, angsty thing, and it is 100000% self indulging so please feel free to just ignore it.

💙 Illicit Affairs - Request from anon based on Taylor Swift’s song Illicit Affairs <3

💙 Promise Me This Is Forever - this is for @allywritesblog and #allyswriting event, and im using the quote "promise me this is forever" :)

Fluff

💙 Phone Calls With Dean ~ just a random thing I wrote for a story that didn’t pan out, no real plot to this.

💙Shooting With Dean ~ Dean takes you out for target practice, but something else is on his mind.

💙Time ~Soulmate AU, Y/N has had the ability to pause and unpause time for likely her whole life, believing she was the only person with such a power. One day, she learns that not only is that not true, but the other person is her soulmate.

💙 Salted Baseball Bat - Anon Request: "'They said that gluing salt to a baseball bat to fight ghosts was a stupid idea, but who's laughing now?' you say as you whack the ghost again."

💙 Criminal - DeanxReader request from @rileynicole1967 based on the song Criminal by Britney Spears

💙 Cat-astrophe Written for @spnfanficpond‘s unfic challenge with the prompt “I may have accidentally sort of adopted 5 cats.”fluff, stern!Dean,

💙 Baby Winchester 2021 - Reader finds out she's pregnant, and tells Dean in a cute, fluffy way.

💙 Just Another Day - Fluffy Dean x female!reader Valentine's Day post

Flangst

💙 We're Gonna Get You Through This - reader is triggered back to a horrible memory and explains to Dean why waiting to have sex is best for her.

💙Currently untitled ~ Request: could you do a deanxreader fic where she goes out on a date (maybe to a bar) for drinks with a guy and towards the end of the night, the guy (you pick the name) starts being rough with her cause he’s drunk and hurts her, then dean finds out somehow and comes over to kick his ass then admits his feelings for her?

💙 A Boring Holy Cross Tattoo - A Fic inspired by Cards Against Supernatural with the cards “Dean has 99 problems but ____ ain’t one.” and “A boring holy cross tattoo”.

💙 Amnesia - Request from @rileynicole1967 : Deanxreader one shot or series ;) based off the song “amnesia” by 5 seconds of summer but in the readers pov and at the end he comes back for her and it’s all fluffy and cute.

💙 Half a Man - Follow up to the Amnesia request from @rileynicole1967 - this one takes place the same night as Amnesia, but in Dean’s perspective and based on the song Half a Man.

18 + / Smut One Shots

💙Downtime ~ 18+, smut; After weeks of hunting the same witch, you and Dean decide to take a weekend break, but you didn’t expect what was in store for that weekend.

💙Punishment ~ 18+, smut; After embarrassing Dean at an important dinner, he punishes you with a cold shower.

💙 Size Matters - 18+ Smut DeanxReader request from anon, where reader has a size kink

💙 Poison - DeanxReader request from @kaitlaitlaitl based on the song Poison by Alice Cooper

Mini Series xx

💙 Movie Monsters Part One | Part Two ~ You’re teamed up with Dean, a man you’ve always found obnoxious, to find out the path of a new monster. Of course, things don’t always go as planned. (Complete)

💙 Never Have I Ever Part One | Part Two ~ Part Two is pure smut; College!AU - Dean gets jealous of the attention he thinks you’re receiving from Cas during a small party at your house and doesn’t know what to do with it, so he leaves the room to keep drinking.

💙 Hope is a Dangerous Thing... Part One | Part Two ~ The renowned author of a best-selling crime novel, Y/N Y/L/N, was thrown into a whole new world after her parents were brutally murdered. Their killer never found, Y/N took things into her own hands, meeting the Winchesters in her journey for justice. Even years later, she struggles to let anyone close in fear they’d leave or worse.

💙 i hate u, i love u (1) Slowburn au/Y/N has been in a relationship with Nick for the last 5 years. They’ve had a rough go. There’s been good and bad times, but she finally realizes that the man she thought she loved has been abusing her. Dean offers her a safe haven when she feared she had nothing else. (this may be abandoned, but we will see)

💙Reverse Supernatural ~ request; “Hi!! I have been tossing an idea around for a bit… What if… Now hear me out… What if the Reader was the experienced hunter and she/he has to save Dean and/or Sam who have never known the supernatural existed…?” (only part one is out right now / ongoing / might also become abandoned)

Series xx

💙Family Secrets ~ 18+ ; Your uncle Bobby, and adoptive father Rufus, had a secret. A secret they never wanted the Winchester’s to find out. They had done a good job of keeping you from crossing their path, but now that they've both passed away there is nothing they can do about the brothers finding out their secret; you. (ongoing BUT I really want to and am seriously considering taking it down to rewrite it - this was the first thing I ever wrote and it's... it shows lol) 2/22/24 A/N: I want to return to this series, but since it was pretty much my first fic ever, I really want to rewrite some of the episodes and make it pace better. I understand that that might not be the best solution, however, so maybe I’ll just add inbetweeners or something. Just know I want to come back to finish it and may change some things along the way 😊

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Supernatural Masterlist

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Welcome one and All above 18 for the most part!

Here you will find all of my Supernatural works!! ENJOY!

She Wouldn’t be Into a Guy Like Me- DeanxReader Warnings: smut (unprotected [don’t party without a hat at home kids]), language,angst, LONG? yes, WORTH IT? HELL YEAH

As If Hunters Are a Thing, Right? Part I- Warnings: angst, descriptions of depression, character deaths, vivid imagery of crime scenes, drinking

Tear Me Down Pt 1- DeanxReader Warnings: angst,drinking, gore, possession, descriptions of said possession, slight self esteem issue if you really look hard, just a whole slab of Sadness really

Tear Me Down Pt 2 “Now”- DeanxReader Warnings: bit of angst in the beginning, depression, descriptions of possession, FLUFFY AS ALL HELL, make out (if that needs a warning?)

I Can’t Explain It- DeanxReader Warnings: Angst with a wee bit o’ fluff

“I Know My Baby Better Than You Anyway”- Warnings: smut (unprotected [don’t party without a hat at home kids]), language, the reader being a bit of a smart ass, slightly insecure reader, super fluff at the end

Until The End of Time- DeanxReader Warnings:OK this is what I call, SUPER FLUFF… It is semi lethal at times… I figured that a Monday needs a little !Pregnant ReaderX!Daddy Dean love.

How Can I Put This?- SamxReader Warnings: negative body image of the reader, Sammy being Cute as all hell, semi-fluffy, almost smut (Coming in Part 2)

“How Can I Put This?” Part II_ “Well In That Case”- Warnings: SMUT with protection (yay I remembered!), oral sex (Female receiving GRAPHIC), dry humping, All around dirty (seriously I need to go to church now), IT’S LONG y’know like Sam?, fluff at the end, Pairing: SamxReader, A/N: I have never said this before, but seriously, this is for 18+ users! I had to stop writing for a bit because I got all worked up. This is your only warning…enjoy! I’m Actually Thinking the Contrary of Disgust- Warnings: negative body image of the reader, language, fluffy, Dean’s a sweetheart in this one, implied smut at the end, Sick reader Pairing: Dean x Sick!Reader Characters: Reader, Sam, Dean A/N: I came down with a really bad cold and it inspired this! Dean is a supersweetheart in this one.. the fluff is super strong! enjoy the fic guys!

Where Do I Sign?- Warnings: Language, Mentions of Mental Illness, Depression, Anxiety, Mentions of Medication and being without said Medication, General Angst… This one is heavy but gets fluffy… you have been warned. Pairing: Dean x Reader Characters: Dean x Reader, Sam, other characters are mentioned A/N: Hello everyone, so this is a piece that I came up with yesterday! The lovely @emoryhemsworth Beta’d this one for me so thank you once again sweetheart and Congratulations on your graduation!!!!

Writer’s Block- DRABBLE Warnings: for the first time none really! Just gets a bit steamy at the end, enjoy my people! Pairing: Dean xReader Characters:Reader,Dean A/N: This is a drabble that I came up with when I had writer’s block a while back. I think that now’s the perfect time to release it since my other fic isn’t quite ready yet so enjoy this drabble in it’s place! The other one should be out some time in the coming week.

I Will Never Deserve- Warnings: some descriptive language, cursing, fluffy Dean, angry Dean, whole bunch of Dean feels really, insecure reader Pairing: Dean x Reader Characters: Reader x Dean, Sam A/N: Ok so I kid you not this happened to me. I have been interested in a guy for a while (relationship wise). We haven’t talked in forever and then a few months later, he starts to conversate with me and basically asks me to be in a threesome…. with himself and his girlfriend…I DIDN’T DO IT! I altered parts of the conversation that I put in. So this fic is a bit of what I wish someone would have said to me… of the Dean variety. (all the way up to the read more line is the basic summation of what happened)

She’s Mine-Warnings: A/B/O dynamics (claiming, knotting, the like), cursing, semi NSFW GIFS, longgg as fuuuuuuuuuuccckkkkk but worth it (trust me) Pairing: Dean x Reader Characters: Dean x Reader, Sam, Cas A/N: Ok so this is my first time trying A/B/O dynamics… I had a very good fried of mine @emoryhemsworth Beta this for me and she did an awesome job! So shout out to her!! Also @kittenofdoomage I hope your proud!! I’ve been inspired by your A/B/O pieces for a while and I hope you enjoy this piece, you are a legend!!!

It’ll Always Be You- Warnings:SMUT, semi NSFW (Barely) gifs, Language, Nervous!Dean, tiny bit of angst, Long as all hell but worth it for the ending! Pairing: Dean x Reader Characters: Dean x Reader, Sam A/N: Hello People! This is my so so so late admission for @mamaredd123‘s 100 quotes challenge! I am so sorry this is so late. Both my sister and I had surgeries and that put a whole halt to my writing endeavors. I am so happy with the product and I hope that y’all are too.

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!

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!

Grandma Got Fucked Over By A Reindeer-Warnings: None really, description of a murder, some cussing, implied future smut, but nothing happens, promise! Pairing: Dean x Reader Characters: Dean Winchester, Y/N, Sam Winchester, Jack A/N: This is for @atc74 ‘s Cards Against Christmas Drabble Challenge. I had so much fun making this. I don’t even know how to define this genre, maybe a crack fic? Enjoy people!!

Jealousy-Pairing: Dean X Reader Situation: undercover office hunt where Dean get Jealous of reader getting attention from men that work in the office. Genre: Smut/Fluff Warnings: SMUT, FLUFFY AS ALL HELL, !Jealous Dean Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader, Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Reader, A/N: Is this a drabble? NO….. DO I CARE? NOT EVENN A BIT!!! I LOVE THE WAY YOU THINK! THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN TO WRITE, Thank you so much for submitting!

For You- Warnings: SMUT, Angst, the lightest bit of BDSM…. Fluffy Smutty Dom Demon Dean…. Yes you read that correctly… I didn’t think it was possible either… but hey, here we are. Pairing: Fluffy!Dom!Demon! Dean x Reader Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Castiel, Reader. A/N: Here’s another piece for the 606 challenge!!! I’m sorry it’s been a bit, classes started up again and I’m drowning in work, but I was able carve out time for this fic. I am slowly working on When You Call as well so… NOBODY PANIC THERE IS A PART 12 on the way (I may or may not be aiming for this weekend… *wink) In the meantime, please enjoy this fic!

I’ll Tell You What, Winchester- Warnings: None Really, future smut implied Pairing: Dean x Reader Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Reader. A/N:This is from my 100 follower celebration, so I decided to move it to the 606 because I really want to do some gifs as well. Special thanks to @jayankles who submitted this a while ago (So sorry that it took this long.)

The Pie-Warnings: LETHAL FLUFF(look to tags to avoid spoilers), idk what else but yeah, there yah go!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAN!!!! Pairing:Dean Winchester x Reader Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, A/N:Yet another Drabble Done for the 606 celebration/challenge!!! @mamaredd123 Submitted: How about a Dean x Reader, no particular genre, go with a drabble… “How could you forget the pie??”THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR SUBMISSION AND….ENJOY THE FLUFF

She’s A Knockout- Warnings: Some angst, some spoilers for s14, some fluff, cursing because c’mon it’s me we’re talkin’ about, also some allusion to sexy times. Pairing: Dean x Donna Characters: Doug, Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Donna A/N: ONWARD WITH THE 606 CHALLENGE!!! I know I haven’t posted for this in a while, but this submission from @adoptdontshoppets that just started singing to me tonight. The submission is:“Whatcha doin’ here Dean?” + Dean x Donna + Dean shows up at the sheriff’s office to ask Donna on a date + I vote for fluff ‘cause she says ‘yes.’ Though angst if she says no could be interesting too. 🙂 Maxi’s 606

For You Part 2- Warnings: depressing memories, some provoking Demon!Dean, metions of sexy times, it’s really a prepper for part 3…. if you want it. Pairing: Dean x Reader Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Reader A/N: If you want part 3 tell me so!!

The Letter- Warnings: Some angst, Jealous!Dean, Sam’s just being Sam, Mentions of Hell and sexy times, nothing too bad, Pg-13 at best… not even really, FLUFFFFFFYYYYY Pairing: Dean x Reader Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Random Dude, Reader (Of course) A/N: Hello all, I wasn’t able to post over the weekend, but hey! I’m doing it now!!! Enjoy everyone.. It’s FLUFFYY and as always…. GIFS AIN’T MINE!!

Tethered-Warnings: angsty PAIN OWWWW Pairing:Alpha!Dean x Omega!Reader Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Reader, (If I said who, it’d be a spoiler.) A/N: This was from @jayankles Thanks so much for the gifs hun!!

Sweet Birthday Bash- Warnings: None just lethal fluff, really Pairing: None Characters: Ana,Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester , Cass and Jack are mentioned A/N: This is for the wonderful @anathewierdo to celebrate her birthday!! From her crazy tia Rowena (Vicky)

Right- Warnings:lethal fluff, smut too, nothing too explicit since tumblr is having an existential crisis… Pairing: Emory x Dean Winchester Characters: Emory,Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester , Cass and Jack are mentioned A/N: Happy birthday to my girl @emoryhemsworth !!! I’ll join you at 24 in a few months!!!

I Need Help-Warnings: Mental Breakdowns, mentions of Bipolar Disorder, Anxiety, depression, and other illnesses, small bit of cursing, fluff, angst, y’know the common roller coaster! Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Reader, Jack A/N: Hey so… I had an episode. This what I know Dean would do for his number one girl… if she lived with what I have…

Make it Better- Warnings: ANGSTY AF, like it’s bad for a while there, then it gets better. Some cussing possible, mentions of S14 stuffs. Pairing: Dean x ReaderCharacters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Reader, OMC Luke, (Multiple other charaters mentioned A/N: This is from an ask by @carribear31 Her ask reads: So I have an idea, it could be angsty. Going back to beginning if seadon 14. Dean is free from Michael and comes back to the bunker to find all the AU hunters there. Him and reader have been together for awhile but seeing all these other hunters need her for this and that makes him feel unneeded and useless and even a bit jealous when he notices one other hunter seems to seek her out more then the others. Now with Dean feel sorry for himself and pushing her away she must prove they belong together. Happy ending please! Thank you!

You Had Me - Warnings: Fluff, Smut (I’M DIRTY DON’T JUDGE ME), unprotected sex (always wrap it before you tap it), asshole OMC who has a problem with plus sized women Pairing: Dean x Reader Characters: Y/N, Dean Winchester A/N:Anon asked: Hey I love you’re writing!💕 can I request a dean x plus size reader where the reader is super quirky and shy also super insecure but does all there research and one day the reader gets ask on a date but gets setup and deans comforts his feelings maybe smut?Here you are Nonny!

SERIES LIST (Any Fic series with more than 2 parts):

“When You Call” Masterlist- Ongoing. Main Feels: Angst, Fluff, Smut! A/B/O Dynamics

“All I Could Do” Masterlist- Ongoing. Main Feels: Ansgt, depression, it’s not for the faint of heart, honestly

The Zeppelin Shirt Masterlist- Ongoing. Main Feels: SMUT 18+ only, I could not be more serious with this, honestly. Some angst.

The Situation Masterlist- Ongoing. Main Feels: Hilariously funny... Dean’s a Chick and let’s just say that he’s having issues adjusting womanhood

Disposable Masterlist- Ongoing... Main feels: PAIN PAIN PAIN

Plenty of Woman Masterlist- Ongoing. Main Feels: Past traumas, Dean trying to fix some real bad shit he did in the past to the reader. There will be fluff and smut spattered around in my humble opinion, not guarenteed though, as all stories take a mind of their own over time. (individual warnings will be in each fic themselves… for the love of everything read and follow them!)

By The Books Masterlist- Ongoing. Main Feels: Lot of school work, flirting, smut to follow. Individual warnings will be in each fic themselves.)

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This is No Mistake

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Title: This is No Mistake (Teaser)

Pairing: Dean x Reader (Eventually)

Word count: 3019

Summary: Y/N always felt out of place. Like she didn’t belong in this life. In this universe. She felt like she belonged and had a purpose somewhere else. Of course she never knew where until something bad happened and led her to her destiny. To her purpose in life.

Chapter trigger warnings: Mentions of suicide, shitty parents, mentions of depression, mentions of low self-esteem, blood, minor character death

A/N: So I just recently thought about this and it has been on my mind recently. Maybe I can turn it into a series maybe not. This is actually one of my longest things I've ever written, positive feedback is always welcome and constructive criticism is nice as long as you are, I am always trying to improve ;) Let me know what ya think!

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Your home life wasn’t all what you had hoped it would be, it wasn’t bad but you suppose it wasn’t good either. After years of being bossed around by your mother and all the verbal abuse from your family members, it seemed that life wasn’t turning out like you had hoped. You felt like the walls around you were your cage. How? You have always been told and kept reminding yourself that people had it worse than you, that you had it made. Your mother and father fought constantly while you grew up and still do. You remembered a time when you were younger and hoped they would make amends and it would be better, it never happened. The fighting only got worse as you grew and started to become more aware of the arguments. Pretty soon you couldn’t escape them, they always seemed to happen while you were around. You wondered if they were fighting about you, of course they were. What else would they be fighting about? It has always been you or money, past things that your mother brought up that didn’t matter now.

Both of your parents were quite complex yet strangely simple. Your father was a toxic masculine man, tall and with dark features. He was loud when he got angry, you were constantly afraid of him hitting you but he never laid a finger on you somehow. He was simple. He liked cars, you would help him with them when you were little. He was a mechanic. Honestly they were some of your fondest memories. Even if he was constantly fighting with your mother or really verbal with the abuse he laid into you, he managed to be surprised when you seemed to magically have self-esteem issues. Honestly, heavens no. Not his child.

He was an asshole but there were moments that he wasn’t, you held onto those for your dear life. Like the moments when you were little? The nice memories of the past. They tend to sadden you now that you are older, wishing you could return into that carefree state of mind. Growing up sucked. Bad. Even when you were younger you saw what it turned into. Both of your parents were unhappy with life. It never changed. Even if you liked your father more than your mother, you still always felt uncomfortable around him. You two rarely spoke and when you did it was a question or small talk.

Now your mother? Ha, she was something different than your father who was actually quite laid back. No, your mother was an uptight bitch who constantly rode your ass like a pack mule. Throwing more emotional and mental issues on your back like a load, expecting you to just accept it and move on. With her it was always her way or the highway or so the saying goes, something like that. Even with small things like folding laundry, if you didn't do it her way then she would get pissed off and blame things on you that have no correlation what-so-ever. It was just sad.

You never felt like you deserved any of it. It never sat right with you. Well everything thinks their parents are shit but why you? Isn’t that what everyone thinks?

You held onto the moments where things seemed to be so normal, family outings to the fair every year or walking around the mall. Sure there were still some bickering and banter between the two of them but nothing like the usual. It was nice, you didn’t feel like running away and hiding. Something you often did when you were at home, being in your room all day everyday until your only best friend invited you out with her. She was a nice getaway, a break from your family. Hell, when you were in your teens you’d spend weeks at a time at her house. Her parents were divorced but her mom was cool, she let you drink sometimes. You two still are best of friends, peas in a pod, creme and cookie of the oreo.

Now Anna, your best friend since freshman year of highschool, she was a character. She was your twin flame, or so she called it. Frankly you never heard of the term before she used it and explained it to you one night, you two were at her step-dad’s house in the kitchen. You remembered it vividly.

The blonde haired, blue eyed female was to your right while you stood at the end of the kitchen island, looking at the marbled surface. Y/E/C eyes casted down on the surface under your fingers.

“That’s what i'm saying, we lived virtually the same lives but yet we are different in most aspects.” She said softly but with enthusiasm.

“Hmm?” You zoned out for a moment while she went on a tangent, thinking about a place that isn’t here. You did it more often than you’d like to admit honestly. You rather be hunting with Sam and Dean.

“Y/N, are you listening? Twin flames.” She waved a hand in front of your face to grab your attention.

Your glossy gaze lifted and became clear to focus on your bff. “Huh?” You said again. Sad you didn’t get to finish your thoughts about your hunt in this other world. It all felt so vivid and real until you came falling back into reality. Shit blows.

“Twin flames. That's what we are.” She repeated herself. Maybe she picked up on the blank stare you gave her but when it clicked, she explained. “It's like your twin but not.”

“Helpful.” You nodded sarcastically.

“Y/N i'm serious! Think of tinkerbell and her sister.”

“Periwinkle.” You said before your mind even registered that you knew it, must have been the millions of times you have seen the movies.

“Yes, they don't really look anything alike at all,” She motioned with her hands between the two of you. “They are completely different but work so well with each other like they were made for one another.”

“Like a soulmate?”

“No, well sorta but no.”

“Ya lost me.” You tilted your head and sent her a half smile.

“Ugh nevermind. But you’re my twin flame.”

Those were the good days, when you were around each other constantly. You were fluid and around each other so much that when you were out, people thought you were dating. Of course the two of you would laugh it off and give that person a run for their money on that bet or assumption. That's just how you two were. You were a tomboy and she was a lipstick, it fit. She wasn’t a lesbian, she was bisexual and so scared what you would think when she came out to you. Honestly you just laughed and said you liked boobs too, who doesn’t? They are squishy!

She was great but you always felt like she was just using you for emotional stability sometimes. Of course that’s not a bad thing but like...constantly. You were the less emotional one and when you were, you struggled with showing them. You only cried when you were alone, it took you five years of close friendship with Anna for her to actually see you cry. Of course that just had to be when she needed you to be strong for the both of you. At least in your mind that's how it was supposed to be. She was talking about committing suicide that night and it stuck with you ever since. She grounded you when you were feeling numb. Made the dark days sunny again. She was all you had.

Weakness was never something you took kindly to at all. Probably what you got from your father, you never saw him cry. You were always told to shut up and stop being a baby when you cried, people mocked you constantly. When you were younger you were very emotional but you couldn't help it. You were young. So now that you were older, you never showed it to anyone.

Now here you were, alone in your room, sobbing. One of your patients had died on your table today, he was a nine year old mastiff and his heart was too weak to take a simple knee replacement surgery. You loved big dogs so it only made your heart heavier. You were a veterinary surgeon at a local animal hospital about two miles from your apartment complex. You had many jobs when you were younger; a waitress, bartender, maid, secretary for a human hospital and you of course volunteered at the career center to teach kids about cars when you were available.

Teenage boys were exhausting and sometimes very sexist, thinking it was cool and would get brownie points with any girl to hit home base. That was only until Dakota showed up in your class. She was a whirlwind of hellfire and a demon in lipstick. She basically ran the small shop that you taught in and ran the boys right into the ground.

With a flip of her apple scented hair, they would be on their knees kissing the ground she walked on. Quite empowering even for you to say the least. She looked up to you though, it was nice. You always had that motherly charm about you, always taking care for others and never yourself. It was slowly going to kill you, at least that was what Anna said. You still looked out for others though, even her so frankly how can you?

The dog though, that was hard. Having to tell the family for them to just blow up in your face and blame you for his death. That hurt worse. Low blow to yourself and sadly as these things happen, you spiral. You spiral so much until you are numb, empty and don't care about anything.

You were broken from your thoughts when your phone rang, vibrating on the wooden table. Jesus what time was it? You knew it was late. When you picked up the phone the small clock read 2:34 AM. Who was calling you this late? None other than your bestie had the balls to call you when you should be sleeping.

You wiped your eyes and cleared your voice, answering the call.

“Hey! Knew you'd be awake.” She said cheerfully on the other side of the line.

You smiled, even though she couldn’t see it. “Hey,” it came out as a raspy whisper, you cleared your throat and tried again. “Hi. Well you know, never sleep much anyway.” Insomnia is a bitch. You thought and placed the phone between your ear and shoulder as you shifted. You took the phone and moved it to your other ear.

“Well don’t get comfy, i'm on my way to pick you up, mom misses you and so do I.”

You sighed. “Does anyone in your house sleep?”

“You’re awake too.” She said in a matter-of-fact tone.

“Right. Okay well give me some tim-”

“No need, I'm at your door.”

You heard keys in your lock and sighed, hanging up the phone with a click. Anna walked in just as you walked out of your room in a plain grey shirt that went down to your mid thigh and boyshort underwear.

“Sup bitch.” She greeted and you smiled, walking towards her. She hugged you and the two of you sat down on your couch in the living room. You talked about the usual ‘how's work, what have you been up to’ the same old same old small talk. It was nice to see her after a few weeks.

She made herself comfortable on your couch while you got dressed. Going for your usual jeans, band tee and boots. Anna always thought you looked like a total badass and on some days, you felt like it. Tonight wasn't the night though.

You threw your hair up into a messy ponytail to keep it out of your face and grabbed your things, heading out with your friend.

“Mom is excited to see you.” She beamed.

“I'm sure she is, haven't seen you two in a while. Not like I used to. Work has been busy.” You didn’t look at her, afraid she’d see through you.

“I don't believe that, i think you've just been busying yourself with work and using it as an excuse to not get out and socialize.”

Of course without fail, she did. “I'm not.” You said sternly.

“Yeah i'm sure. Y/N you need to get over him. It’s been five months.”

You held your tongue. Easy for you to say, you bat an eye at a man and they fall to your feet. You thought. People avoid me like the plague.

“He cheated on you, you don't need to stress yourself over a man like him.”

“That is three years of my life down the drain Anna.”

“I know it is, i just-”

You cut her off. “You don't know. Your relationships never last longer than a few months at most.”

“Ouch.” Her face fell and she trained her eyes on the road. You turned your head to look at her and you could see tears prick her eyes.

“Sorry. I just- people don't chase after me like they do you. I'm not that girl. I’ve never been that girl. I'm not as pre-”

“I'd chase after you if I were a man. Hell, Y/N/N I’ve been gay for you for years!” You smiled now, the thick tension in the air fading.

“Yeah well we both said that when we turn fifty and we aren't married, we are marrying each other.” You two always said this even after a year of being friends, it was hard for you to trust.

Anna gave you a knowing look and smiled. “Still a promise, sexy bitch.”

You both laughed out loud and you turned up the music she was playing, a comfortability between the two of you.

You dated Chace for three years, friends for four years before that. You couldn’t believe it when you caught him with your ex friend Maddie in your bed together. Well maybe you could, he did say once before when he was drunk that he liked her. You shrugged it off, trying to not let it get to you. Such an idiot for that. Either way it hurt, bad. Anna was there when you reached out to her, just to stay with her until you got back on your feet. Now you live in an apartment down the road from her and you couldn't feel more free. It was safe to say two were really close. You had never been so close with someone that they knew what you were thinking by your face. It was odd. You hid everything from your parents but with her? She saw right through you like you were made of clear glass. It was thick but you could still look in. One time she compared you to lion glass. It was the only thing keeping the lion away from ripping the people into shreds. Metaphor for your emotions.

Of course after spending time with Anna and her mother, you felt better. She had a habit of doing that, cheering you up. She was happy with her new boyfriend, you were happy for her. Better than her being so lonely all the time.

Little did you know this would be the last time you got to see your best friend again.

You woke up alongside her, your head pounding from the night of drinking. You two always shared a bed, a habit you picked up while you were young.

You got up, your feet hitting the softness of the carpet until it felt warm and damp. Groaning you thought you just stepped in dog pee and stepped around it only to feel it again and again. “What the hell?”

You flicked on the light only to be in horror of what was in front of you. Your eyes burned and you immediately felt sick to your stomach, running to the bathroom to throw up the contents. Your mind was just playing tricks on you, this can't be happening. What the actual hell. There were no such things as monsters or ghosts. Freaking Scooby-Doo taught you that the real monsters were people! This is like something out of the show Supernatural you thought to yourself. Gathering yourself up off the bathroom floor, taking a deep breath, a man kicked the door down. You screamed and everything faded to black.

Supernatural. A show you were in love with. It held all the things you were so interested in, angels, demons, Heaven and Hell. All of it. Two very attractive men playing the lead roles of the characters. Sadly you never got to meet them after the show's ending, probably never will. You watched panels and things while you were at home. Wishing you were there to see them in person. Never once did you have the money to just leave to the state or country they were visiting and having a panel in. When they did come to your state, you were out of the country on a school trip. Life is just that way.

So here you were, waking up in a dark musty room. The lamp on the bedside table seems to be your only light source right now, besides the light coming from under the door. Where the hell were you? It felt oddly familiar but you have never been here before. At least not to your waking knowledge. A light knock on the door made you jolt up, your head pounding as you sat up. Your hand came to hold it as a certain tall, long haired man entered.

“Sorry about that, I didn't mean to make you fall, you hit your head on the floor pretty hard. You might have a concussion so take it slow.”

He was right, light hurt. Everything was hazy and slow. You rubbed your eyes and blinked a few times. The male started to come into view. “Jared?”

He looked at you puzzled.

“Sam?”

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Sidekick Soiree

Summary: Just some fluff about the morning after Dean goes out with friends

Word Count: 800

A/N: I wrote this back when something was going on in my life that made me super annoyed when a girlfriend wouldn’t let her boyfriend hang out alone with his friend who was a girl (or vice versa) and I just wanted something positive and supportive because girls and guys can be just friends and your significant other should trust you enough to not get mad when you hang out with them alone.

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“G’morning sweetheart,” Dean’s gruff voice poked through your dissipating unconsciousness and you just grunted in response. It was far too early for words. You loved the man, but somewhere along the line he’d defected from your perfectly fine side of the morning war to become more of a morning person.

Seriously, when had that happened? Mornings were the worst. It was the first thing you two ever agreed on!

“Fuck off,” you groaned, pressing your face further into your pillow.

He just chuckled and kissed your neck, pressing his body alongside yours. “I’d rather fuck you.”

“You disgust me.” Not that you would say no…

“But you love me anyway.”

“I hate that I can’t contest that,” you mumbled before finally turning on your side to face him and opening your eyes. Your heart stuttered at the sight of his sparkling green eyes and bright smile and damn him! He should not be this bright and perky this early in the morning! “What time did you get in last night?”

He trailed his finger over your cheek, the touch barely tickling. “Just after two. Sarah and I got a little carried away at the bar…”

“Well you’re obviously not hungover, so it can’t be that bad, right?”

“It was karaoke night.”

“Oh, god…”

He grimaced and nodded. “Yeah. So, uh, that happened.”

“Please tell me someone recorded it.” Dean, your precious Dean. Handsome as the devil – well, actually more handsome than the devil – and smooth as smooth can be. But get some alcohol in him and put him in front of a microphone and everyone suddenly had the strangest wish for earplugs.

“I hope not. It ended with me punching some douchebag who wouldn’t stop being a dick to Sarah.”

“That’s my boy.”

“We got kicked out.”

“That’s how you know it’s been a good night.”

“And then there was this dick at the diner we stopped at to sober up…”

“Dean…” Now that you’d had a few minutes to wake up, you were alert enough to prop yourself up and reach for his hand, running your fingers over his red knuckles.

His lips quirked up and he withdrew his hand from yours just to wrap his arm around your body and pull you closer. “Next time, you should come out with me and Sarah. Maybe you’ll be able to stop me from doing anything stupid.”

“That’s impossible,” you mumbled, snuggling into his chest. “’Sides, I don’t wanna interrupt your—”

“Y/N?” Dean asked when you broke off suddenly. He managed to urge your face out of his chest enough to see your expression, and when he did, he rolled his eyes. “Oh no. What are you trying to think of?”

“In every other relationship I’ve been in, I’ve been able to refer to a night out with friends as your guy time. But Sarah is a girl. So that phrase won’t work. I need a gender-neutral phrase.”

He sighed, but settled in. He knew you far too well to think that you’d let this go. As soon as your forehead wrinkled in deep thought, you would be on that track until whatever words you were looking for materialized. “We’re just hanging out. You can call it that.”

“That’s not cool enough though. Pals… Play-pal time? No. That could sound dirty. Buddy bonding? That’s… better… Homie hangout just sounds like a seventh grader came up with it.”

“I’ll go get breakfast started,” he said, though you barely heard him as your mind delved into a mental thesaurus.

“Confidant Celebration? No… Confidant Cabal? Is that too political? Cohort Cabal? Comrade Cabal. Now that is definitely too political.”

Dean’s lips on your forehead broke you out of your word haze long enough to watch him pull on a robe and head towards the door. He paused and looked back. “Sidekick soiree?”

“Yes!” you exclaimed, snapping your fingers as everything clicked into place. Now that that was dealt with, you threw back the covers and pulled on an oversized shirt to head out to the kitchen with Dean. “I’d hate to be the third wheel in your sidekick soiree nights.”

He rolled his eyes and wrapped an arm around your waist as you both walked out of the room. “You’d never be a third wheel, Y/N/N.”

“Let me use this excuse. I don’t want to tell you the real reason I don’t want to come is because I don’t want to have to hear your karaoke.”

Honestly, you should have known that wasn’t a good thing to say because next thing you knew, he had both arms wrapped around you so you couldn’t escape and he started singing Cherry Pie as loudly as he could.

God, you loved this man but at this moment, you’d rather be anywhere else that didn’t have his tone-deaf tunes echoing through the hallways.

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Birthday

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Word Count: 1200

Warnings: Fluff, Dean (yes, a warning for him here)

Summary: A small, after celebration celebration of Dean’s birthday.

A/N: Full disclosure, I wrote this on his birthday this year but completely forgot to post it. So here ya go!

Possible prequel

“Surprise!” The lights in the kitchen of the bunker flipped on to reveal Sam, Bobby, Cas, Jack, Mary, and Charlie surrounded by just about a thousand birthday decorations including a giant banner that read “Happy Birthday Dean”. I watched Dean’s face light up at the sight of all of his friends and family here to celebrate his special day.

“Wow. You guys didn't have to do all this for me. Thank you!” Dean said, looking around in amazement. I knew this was a surprise for him, that anyone would do something for him without asking. He was always the one to take care of all of us, this was the least I could do.

“Don't thank us. This is all Y/n’s doing.” Mary said, gesturing back towards me.

Dean turned around to look at me, shocked. “You did all of this?”

“Well, not just me. Everyone helped.” He was still staring at me and I started to doubt whether he actually liked the party. “Do you like it?”

Before my thoughts could continue their downward spiral, his lips fell on mine softly. It was a quick kiss but still filled with love. He pulled apart and told me, “You're amazing.” It was his version of ‘I love you’.

I couldn't help but smile at that, especially when his grew brighter as Charlie yelled, “Let’s get this party started!” I pushed him towards our family and let him enjoy his party. After all he’d been through, he needed this. Nothing to worry about, no one to save. Just time to be with his family and be happy. We talked, played a couple of games, and ate. I of course made pies because I wouldn’t have been a good girlfriend if I hadn't. I'll never forget the look on Dean’s face that night as he relaxed. Well, as much as was possible for a full time hunter but still. He was happy. Truly happy. And that was something I would always take pride in bringing him.

It was a great time, there wasn't a moment where I ever saw him upset or worried. I was so happy to bring him that kind of joy. The whole night I watched him be surrounded by those he loves, and I knew that I would never forget this night.

It was a long time before everyone decided to turn in for the night. I didn't mind staying behind to clean the dishes and decorations after everyone except Sam and Dean had gone to bed. They were having their typical brother moment somewhere else in the bunker while I cleaned up. Before I got started though, I went to Dean and I’s room to grab the speaker that Dean had gotten me for my birthday.

As I returned to the kitchen to begin cleaning, I connected my phone and began playing a random station on Pandora. I hummed a little with the songs as I went through and cleaned up the bunker. By the time Dean came back, telling me Sam had gone to bed, I was finishing up with the dishes.

“Perfect timing, I'm almost done.” I said without turning as I heard his heavy footsteps come down the hallway.

He didn't say anything, and I was about to turn around to face him when arms wrapped around my waist. I tensed as the arms pulled me back against a chest but I relaxed when I recognized his scent. I leant back into the comfort of his arms and couldn't help my sigh of content.

He bent down slightly to kiss my check softly before whispering, “You remembered.”

I smiled before saying “Of course I did.” I leaned my head back slightly to make eye contact with him. “How could I forget? You're the best thing that’s happened to me.” He blushed slightly at that and I could tell that even since he’s been with me, he's still not used to people actually acknowledging and appreciating all that he does for us.

Just then the song changed. I heard the opening notes of Chris Stapleton’s Tennessee Whiskey and smiled.

“What?” He asked.

“Nothing. I just… I love this song.” I sighed. But then he pulled back from me. I immediately missed his warmth. I turned around to ask what was happening but before I could he held his hand out to me.

“Dance with me?” He asked.

“What happened to no chick flick moments?” I teased.

He rolled his eyes before he said, “I think I can make an exception.” With that he pulled me into his arms, so close I could feel his heartbeat and I could lay my head against his shoulder. “Just this once.” He added. With that, we started to sway softly to the music.

We swayed in comfortable silence until the chorus hit and he started to sing softly in my ear:

You're as smooth

As tennessee whiskey

You're as sweet

As strawberry wine

You're as warm as a glass of brandy

And honey I stay stoned

On your love

All the time

He went back to humming as we continued swaying softly in the kitchen. I couldn't imagine a more perfect moment. Later, as the instrumental kicked in, he pulled his head back slightly. I looked up at him, silently asking what he was thinking?

“Thank you.”

“It was my pleasure. It was great to see you happy again.”

“This was truly amazing. I don't deserve you.”

“Dean, you deserve this and so so much more. You do so much for all of us, I can't even begin to thank you. I know you don't see it all the time but the one that's amazing here is you. I'm so grateful that I met you and that you're a part of my life.” I smiled. Instead of answering, he leaned down and kissed me. Softly, slowly. It was pure love. It said everything that he couldn't. When he pulled back, I rested my head back against his shoulder as he said - more to himself than me - “Amazing”.

This time, I sang to him:

You're as smooth

As tennessee whiskey

You're as sweet

As strawberry wine

You're as warm

As a glass of brandy

Honey I stay stoned

On your love

All the time

And then he joined me. The song became a soft duet, written for the two of us.

You're as smooth

As tennessee whiskey

Tennessee whiskey

You're as smooth

As tennessee whiskey

Tennessee whiskey

Then the song ended and we slowly followed suit. I had to admit, I never wanted that moment to end. I could've stayed, swaying in his embrace for eternity and never have gotten tired. I loved this man with all my heart and I couldn't wait to see where the future would take us. I knew that no matter what happened, I would always have this perfect moment on this perfect day.

We went through the bunker, doing the last checks to make sure it was secure and all the lights had been turned off, eventually meeting back at our bedroom. As we laid down to sleep, I had to tell him one last time.

“Happy Birthday Dean.”

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get jealous…

Your sights were fixated on the man you possessed feelings for, flirting playfully with the young girl. ‘Oh fuck off’ you thought to yourself as you drank another shot of whiskey.

You never felt this with other men, you did not feel threatened, well likely cause there was no man like Dean Winchester. Yes, you may have a considerable age gap. He was 35 while you were 23 but as if that bothered you one bit. You’ve known Dean for 3 years but seeing him flirt with girls was enough to blow your fuse.

You sneered as the petite blonde flirted back. ‘This is bullshit’ you stood up to locate Sam.

You convinced the boys to go on the hunt while you research back at the Motel. That mainly caused you to be wallow in jealousy. Dean was like a magnet for every woman, it’s difficult to see every girl drool over him. He wasn’t yours. You kept reminding yourself. You shut the book, as you realised you were not in the right state of mind to research shit. You sent a message to the boys informing them that you’re going to go out for drinks.

You opened your bag as you found a green satin top and a pair of black jeans which was enough to capture someone’s attention, it's not like Dean would be there. You were in Cali, your home town. There would be someone you knew. You needed to sleep off the elder Winchester before you get reckless.

As you finished up with your makeup, you walked out the door and got into the car you rented beforehand, you grinned finally feeling a little free.

As soon as you got to the bar you discovered most of the people there were around your age. You recognised some from the college you attended, yet you were not exactly cosy with them until you noticed a group of girls.

“Zara? Jaye? Trisha?” You smiled widely as the girls waved you to come over.

“Long time no see, Y/n. You went MIA didn’t you?” Trisha sniggered as she waved to the bartender to bring her another shot.

“Still our favourite Alcoholic, Trish?”

She winked as Zara wrapped her arms around you.

“God, College sucked without you!”

“I highly doubt anyone noticed me” you exhaled. You were never the popular girl, yet you didn’t wish to be the one to get through college.

“You’ve gone hot!” Jaye fanned herself mockingly. You jabbed her softly.

“Oh shut up, have you seen yourself?” She rolled her eyes as your sights captured a man situated in the corner of the bar. ‘Ah shit’ you thought to yourself as your friends shortly followed your gaze.

“I’m beating the shit out of that twat.” Zara stood up as Jaye pulled her back resulting in the man noticing you. His eyes dilated as he excused himself from the people he was conversing with and strode over to you.

“Y/n Y/L/N.” He flashed a smile as he put his hand through his hair.

“Weren’t you the dick who dumped her?” Trisha grumbled before taking another shot.

“Uh-“ Caleb stared at you in surprise.

“Y/n broke up with me.” He responded awkwardly.

“Because you couldn’t grow a pair…” Zara snatched one of Trisha’s shots as Trisha’s eyes widened in terror.

“Are you finally man enough to not fuck things up? Your fancy clothes cannot camouflage who you are on the inside…” Jaye taunted.

“Uh, guys…I’ll talk to you later.” You whispered as you dragged Caleb out of the bar.

“Look, Caleb-“ His stunning azure eyes were concentrated on you. His hair had become a darker shade of black. He looked more mature. Then you remembered what had occurred the prior day. Damn you, Dean Winchester.

You grabbed Caleb as you brought him to the Motel.

“Hey- Y/n…”

“No strings attached, okay?” You encircled your arms around his neck as he chuckled.

“Sure…I just miss you like hell.” You winked as you pulled him into your Motel room.

————

“Y/N!” Your eyes opened as you saw Dean park the Impala at the Roadhouse yet again. ‘Oh for fuck sake’ you rolled your eyes.

“Could I just take a nap?” You asked as both boys turned around to check you.

“What’s going on, Y/N?” Sam implored, his eyebrows raised.

“Honestly, I am just tired.” You yawn as you unlock the impala door to discover Jo standing at the front. ‘Close your eyes and she’ll be gone Nope. Didn’t work. You sighed as you forced yourself into the Roadhouse. Let’s get this over with.

A few days later, you had found out about Jo had ran away. “Why do we have to babysit?” You yawned as Dean glanced at you from the rearview mirror.

“Y/n, what is your problem?” Sam sighed as he glanced at you open the book on the recent case regarding Jo.

“Nothing.” You grinned, directly at Dean. Why were you taking it out on him?! He probably already thought of you as a kid. Now he thinks you’re one.

“For fucks sake!” You let out a moan.

“Are you okay?” Sam asked as Dean perched up, taking a proper look at you.

“Yes! Just thinking out loud.

After the case, in which you heard Dean needed to clean his pipes when Jo squeezed passed him. You all took off to the Roadhouse as Jo and Dean commenced their playful flirting as you took shots. You had to go and have sex asap before you let out something you regretted. You sent a message to Caleb asking him to wait for you outside the Roadhouse. You shortly went up to get changed and rush down when the door flung open.

Caleb. What the fuck was he doing? You rolled your eyes, you precisely instructed him to stay outside to not gain attention.

“Y/n. Sorry, could I speak to you-“ He looked up to see Ellen, Jo, Dean and Sam watching intently. They had eventually caught sight of you standing near the back, wearing a cream crop top, giving a lot of attention to your cleavage and the tight floral skirt which showed off your curves, with your hair tied up.

Sam had his hand on a gun as Dean had stood up, his eyes welded onto you the entire time.

“Don’t worry. He is just a-“ you paused to take a glimpse of Caleb noticing his attire. ‘Ah, how I missed a man in blazer’

“Friend” you hissed, as you stood up, making an effort not to show anyone how you were just turned on.

You grabbed Caleb by the blazer as you stepped backwards dragging him out. You didn’t notice, Dean’s eyes fused onto Caleb’s head as your hand ran through his hair when you were outside.

You got into his car as you both drove to a hotel.

You took off your heels as you quietly went past Dean and Sam’s room to your Motel room when the lights switched on.

Dean sat on the corner chair, his eyes were indistinct as he did not blink as he glared at you.

“Who was that guy?” He bluntly asked.

“Just a friend.” You reply as you survey your reflection as you notice the lipstick smudged and your messy hair.

“Y/n! This is fucking serious.” You were taken back as you faced the elder Winchester.

“Why? It’s just a little fun.” You sat on the bed behind you, your tight skirt was hoisted up a little as Dean shoved his hand through his hair and he sighed in frustration.

“Because-“ He started as you tilted your head waiting for a response as your phone beeps.

“Because you’re someone men would take advantage of. You’re young and-“ He hesitated as you listened attentively.

“-fucking beautiful.” He muttered quietly. His eyes fixated on the motel floor.

‘He is just saying that cause he saw me with a man’ you rolled your eyes. As much as you yearned for him, you couldn’t give in. You recalled the way he behaves around Jo. ‘Oh he can shove his opinion up his ass’ you stood up, pulling your skirt down a little as you stalked out of the room as he watched you leave his jaw hanging open.

Before you opened your bedroom door you turned to face him.

“Thanks for the compliment. Just give me a message when we are going to the roadhouse tomorrow” You couldn’t help the hostility as you realised what you were going to witness tomorrow.

“Y/N!” That was all you heard as you shut your motel room door.

—-

The next few days flew by until you were getting ready to go to the bar again. Jo was going to hang out with you and the boys as well, ‘She didn’t need to come’ you thought as you slipped into something which displayed a lot of skin, just to push the older Winchester’s buttons. A little satin black dress should do. You were not sure if he had feelings or if he just considered you as his sister. Either way, the motherfucker can shove it.

You stood near your rented car as Dean and Sam walked out. Dean’s eyes promptly studied your body from head to toe as his eyes stopped every time he saw the curve of your body as the dress fit you perfectly before he tore his gaze away before you notice. “You’re not coming with us?” Sam inquired as Dean contemplated quietly.

“Just thought I would have some privacy.” You smiled radiantly at Sam before hopping into your rented car as you drove off.

“You okay, dude?” Sam nudged his brother as Dean let out a forced cough. “Yeah, let’s get going before she gets herself in trouble.”

You were with your friends from College when the boys arrived with Jo. You rolled your eyes as you grabbed Trisha’s shot and drank it. “Okay, what the fuck is wrong with you all taking my shots?!” Trisha barked, as the brothers walked over as Jo went to presumably get some drinks.

“Hey, Y/n. Who are your friends?” Sam asked curiously.

“Did you make friends that quickly in a bar?“ Dean questioned forcing his gaze to lay on your eyes and not the parts of your body he desperately wanted to taste as you rolled your eyes.

“These are my college friends. Remember, I grew up in Cali. Most of the people here are childhood friends.”

“Meet, Zara, Trisha and-“

“Jaye, call me hot stuff.” Jaye winked at Dean as she sat back to observe you as you forced a smile, clearly Jaye knew something, she was just trying to tease you. He laughed as Jo walked over touching his shoulder. ‘For fuck sake’ you took a shot of Trisha’s whiskey.

“Fuck you all! I am going to take my shots in the bathroom” she yelled as she walked away tossing a middle finger your way as Zara and Jaye suppressed a laugh as you just shrugged with a smirk.

“Y/n!” You heard a voice as you caught sight of Caleb, his top shirt buttons were unbuttoned as his white canvas approached you. His hands were in his pocket as you felt eyes watching you.

You turned to see Dean staring intently as you wrapped your arms around Caleb’s neck as he pulled you up for a kiss, your dress hoisted up a little as you heard Dean hiss as Caleb took your hand to go someplace more private. You felt stares drill into your back as you stepped outside.

This time when you arrived at the Motel after your time with Caleb, you saw the lights on.

Your hand on the knife under your heel as you unlocked the door to see both Winchesters conversing.

“Y/n, could we talk?” Sam asked awkwardly as you crossed your arms overlooking them. While his brother stood up with his arms crossed as he already noticed the way your hair was tied but the baby hair on the corners of your face. He noticed the way your legs crossed as you stood.

“Are you okay? Dean and I are actually-“ You snickered as Sam glanced at you in shock while Dean exhaled.

“Oh, really, Dean?? You think me sleeping with my ex is me going crazy?” You had walked up to the older Winchester brother as you poked your finger onto his chest as you noticed his breathing had become more rapid. You looked up to see his eyes filled with desperation and lust as he took in every inch of you.

“Honestly, yeah. I think you having a one night stands with some guy is a mistake.”

You couldn’t believe this guy, when you took a step back to look at Sam, “So, Sam, Dean can flirt and screw any girl he wants to yet if I want to sleep with a guy, it’s me going crazy??”

“Y/n,” Dean growled as he seized a step closer. He wasn’t pissed, you caught the way he growled, he was watching you as if you were his prey and he wanted to taste you. You were enticed to poke the bear, as you spoke out something you regretted.

“You walk into a motherfucking room and every girl falls to your feet- look at Jo. Do you even like her? Cleaning your pipes? Dean? Super mature.” You examined the room to discover Sam had taken off. You sighed understanding he fled after he realised what was going on.

You faced the older Winchester as he took a step out of the darkness as you saw a smirk plastered on his face.

You puffed your chest attempting to attain some control of the situation however, his eyes just fell to your breast as his eyes flicked back to your face, you felt your knees go weak.

“So, you’re jealous? Is that why you’ve been acting like this?” He challenged, awaiting the reply he was yearning to hear.

“Psst, as if. Do I look like I care who hits on you, Dean?” You rolled your eyes as you crossed your arms. You felt the pool of heat between your legs as the way he looked at you made me crave for him.

“You know, I flirted with Jo on purpose. I brought her to the Bar on purpose. I wanted to see how you reacted.” He asserted, there was still that smile tugging at the edge of his mouth.

You watched as he got a notch closer to you.

“You’re just here because you’re jealous.”

“Hell yeah, I was jealous. Have you seen yourself, Y/n? I am nothing compared to the man you want and deserve. You're 23, many men will just” he stared at you, taking in your curves once more before his eyes lay on your lips.

“How do you think I feel about you? God, Dean. You don’t think I notice the way girls act when you walk into a room? Yeah, I am 23. I am more immature than the type of woman you're looking for and I got nothing on those other girls! So, of course, I’m jealous who wouldn't be?! You're fucking attractive.” You sighed as the Winchester watched you intently before striding towards you.

“You know, it’s such a turn on when you get jealous.” You jabbed him softly as he mumbled against your hair “Baby, I don’t care about those other girls. Yeah, the age gap made me feel old-“

“Well, don't worry. I don't care. I am inexperienced at everything I do” You roll your eyes as he laughs.

He leans a little to pick you up as your legs soon wrap around his torso “The other girls have got nothing on you.” He hoisted you against the wall causing a moan to come out of you as he proceeded to kiss your neck while gripping your thighs.

He shoved everything off the square table as he spread you on top of it as he left a trail of kisses from your neck to your inner thighs, you could feel the burning sensation between your legs, aching to feel him inside you, as you stopped him so you could take off his shirt. “Hey just so you know, the guys my age cannot take on you.” You reached for him as your fingers stroked the soft stubble on his face as you kissed him.

“Ah, I’ve been dreaming this for a while now.” He let out a groan as you discarded his belt before unzipping his pants. You looked up as his verdant eyes dimmed into a tint you had never seen before. You lay back on the cold table surface as you felt him eventually enter you as you threw your head back in pleasure. He pulled your face closer, “I want to see your eyes on me as you come screaming my name.” He smirked as he lay a kiss on your lips.

He thrusted one final time as you felt your climax come as you covered your mouth attempting to suppress your moans, he tugged your hand away as you cried out his name as he soon followed, holding onto you.

You were laying on his chest while he stroked your hair, “So, are we done with the jealous game?” You perked up at the green orbs looking back.

“Yeah, baby girl.” He smiled as he kissed your cheek before you straddle on him, as he grinned in surprise.

“What?” You noticed the smirk growing on his face as you kissed him on the neck, hearing his moans, as they got louder you biton his skin.

“Just had to make my mark.” You sat on his lap as he laughed, his hand rested under your upper thigh.

He pulled you down as he kissed your neck leaving hickeys on your neck.

“Dean…” you moaned.

“Baby, if you keep moaning my name like that I would need to take you for round 4…” He smirked as you both kissed one last time, savouring the taste of each other.

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