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charliedawn · 3 years

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The Joke's on them part 2

You were still listening to the music box and Penny, who had stopped eating, was happily napping nearby. You thought about what you had discussed and how it had affected deeply both clowns..What would happen if Pennywise or Penny was to get tired of you ? Would you scream for your life ? Beg even ? The answer sends shivers down your spine..You then have to admit that you didn't really care. You missed your old life of course. You missed your Art students, the taste of freshly baked cookies, the sun and the lovely town lights at night, but you knew that your students would probably end up as children stew if you were to come back, with the clowns following you closely..You sigh loudly in defeat and get up to find some paper and pencil to go sit somewhere else, maybe somewhere where the stench isn't so nauseating ? However, Penny eyes you closely and narrows his eyes before asking in a low and threatening voice.

" Where are you going, little witch ?"

You stop abruptly and frown at the new nickname.

" Why did you call me that ?"

You ask, more by curiosity than really upset. He only grins at you before replying in his usual cheerful voice.

" Well, you take things and turn them into other things. You take crayons and you create a tree. Isn't that what a witch does ?"

Little witch, huh ? Guess they really weren't accustomed to art, in any sense of the term..You smile and nod in agreement.

" I guess so..As for your earlier question, I'm going to find a spot a little less wet and dirty to draw a bit more.."

Penny doesn't say anything, he knows that even if you tried to escape, the sewers wouldn't allow it, like it had tricked him ages ago..when his name was still Bob. He scoffs at the memory and shakes his head to get the thought out of his head, the little bells on his suits jingling as he starts getting inside his trailer, not giving you a second glance. You shrug and start walking towards some long pipe, unused for years it seems..You sit down and look down at the music box and start playing it again with a smile.

You were sitting down, minding your own business when Pennywise enters the sewer pipe where you are resting in and growls menacingly at you. However, you don't notice him at first standing there, and only continue scribbling in your notebook while humming to yourself. You only raise your head up when the clown crouches in front of you and smirks almost predatorily at you while you ark an eyebrow, wondering what he wants..Suddenly, he shoots his hand towards you and pins you to the wall by the throat so hard that you see stars. You claw at his hand, trying to make him let go, but quickly have to admit that it's impossible. He opens his mouth wide, showing his huge sharp teeths before inhaling deeply..as if he was making sure that you were afraid be for taking a bite. However, he quickly retracts his teeths and frowns in incomprehension at the surprising lack of emotions.

" Where is your fear..?"

He asks gruffly after a moment and you only realize now how you aren't afraid of him anymore. You only shrug in reply and look down at your notebook, not giving any attention to the clown who had just tried to eat you. He takes a step back, as if afraid by your sudden nonchalance and roars.

" Penny ! Get your ass in here !"

Penny runs in on all fours and frowns when he sees Pennywise's grimace of disgust as he stares at you.

" Go take a snif.."

He orders, wanting Penny to confirm what he had previously felt. Penny picks you up like a ragged doll and takes a snif but, he automatically growls before looking at you with wide yellow eyes: all goofiness and false innocence out of his face as he asks with a menacing grimace.

" Your fear..Where is it ?"

His voice is low and threatening as he stares at you with those two big glowing yellow eyes. You only shake your head while biting your lower lip to stop you from laughing, as if even the question in itself was funny.

" I always thought I would get out..I never lost hope and tried to keep a sane mind..But, congratulations !"

You look down at the two clowns with a sorrowful smile.

" You destroyed my hope..So, I hope you like flavorless meat, because that's all you'll get, you psychos !"

Penny suddenly lets you fall to the floor harshly and they both take a step back, afraid of you more than ever. You sit up and giggle insanely as they look at you with their eyebrows furrowed in discontent. Penny extends his arm towards you and takes you by the throat with a large sadistic smile.

" We'll see about that.."

You close your eyes, waiting for huge teeths to sink in your skin and end your life..But it never comes. When you open your eyes, you're back at your apartment and look at yourself..The state of your clothes the only proof of your brief staying in the sewers. You clench your jaw, wondering what that all meant and sigh loudly before looking at the date..2 weeks..You had disappeared for 2 weeks and you are sure that your missing posters are still out there, somewhere. You look around the room..being an Art teacher, you were mostly working from home so, there are a lot of half-done drawings and broken pencils lying around like some fallen soldiers. You start cleaning up, as if nothing happened, when you hear the ring bell. You stand up and walk towards the door, hesitating on whether to open or not. Finally, you open to find a familiar little boy standing in the doorway: Tommy.

" Hi Tommy ! What are you doing here ?"

You ask, nervous as to whether you should let him enter or not, fearing that the two clowns would see him or take it as an opportunity to get to you.

" Miss Y/N ! You're back !"

He smiles from ear to ear before hugging you and you can't help but smile as well. Tommy had always been a nice kid. You decide to let him enter for a minute and you happily chat while making your way to your Art room. However, as soon as you enter, you freeze on the spot. They are both there. You want to yell at Tommy to run, but Pennywise cuts you off by pulling a chair and smiling at Tommy.

" Hello Tommy..Won't you sit down ?"

Tommy frowns in confusion before looking up at you.

" Who are they ?"

You want to answer that they are two nightmarish monsters, but Pennywise glares warningly at you. One peep, and the kid would be dessert..You sigh before forcing yourself to smile down reassuringly at the kid.

" I thought it would be fun to try to paint real models so, I asked the nearby circus to let me borrow two clowns for the day. As I mentioned earlier, I didn't plan on you coming over today.."

His eyes brighten at the mention of them being models and asks in barely surpressed excitement.

" Really ?! Can I stay and watch ?!"

" Well.."

You look up nervously at the two clowns that are now staring at the boy as if he is an all-you-can-eat buffet in a five-stars restaurant..

" You parents will wonder where you've gone too..I don't think it would be a good idea for to stay, Tommy.."

Pennywise, sensing your discomfort, smirks in front of your obvious concern and ignores your words with a dismissive wave of his hand.

" Nonsense, Y/N ! Give the boy a break ! He wants to see you work, why could he not ?!"

You glare at Pennywise that stares right back at you with defiant narrowed eyes, daring you to prove him wrong. However, the boy takes the decision by himself by sitting on the chair that Pennywise had moved for him. Pennywise's grin widen and he looks up at you to wink cheekily at you, already tasting victory.

" Looks like the boy knows what he wants..Now, are you gonna paint, or do you want us to pose naked ?"

You blush vividly at the question and quickly get out your painting material, being careful to always keep an eye on Tommy that seems completely oblivious towards the two drooling clowns staring at him. You shiver at the sight and quickly come back in front of them. You then take Tommy by the hand to make him sit beside you..just in case. The two clowns' eyes darken as you try to keep them away from their prey. But you quickly get to work and Tommy peeks above your shoulder, wishing to see you at work as he takes a piece of paper and starts doodling himself. You try to concentrate, but can't really when you know that the clowns have only one thing in mind: eating Tommy. You glance at him from time to time, verifying that he is okay. You then turn towards Pennywise that seems to be reading your mind as he smiles creepily at you. Penny seems out of it, actually. His eyes are wide open, drool is dripping from his chin and he is as still as a statue. If you didn't know him, you would have thought he was made of wax. However, the recurrent twitching of his nose makes you remember that he is real, very real..Pennywise is quickly bored and starts asking questions to Tommy.

" So..how old are you, Tommy ?"

Pennywise asks, in his voice appearing clear interest as you glare at him warningly.

" 10 !"

He shouts proudly while you can see with horror the eyes of both clowns turning a dangerous tint of orange.

" Wow ! Such a young man..Now, maybe you could help us with our little predicament ?"

Pennywise says quizzically as he stares at you again, his mouth wide open where you could see all of his pointy teeths, forcing you to stay quiet.

" Your teacher thinks we should change our diet to something more..descent ? Do you think we should listen to her ?"

Tommy frowns in deep concentration before answering the smaller clown.

" I think Y/N is always right..So, I guess if she tried to change you, it's that she's scared for you."

That is not the answer both clowns were expecting. Normally, brats would always disagree with whatever their teacher would say. Pennywise groans in annoyance at Tommy before taking a step back from him, as if he is a disease.

" Ah ! Scared FOR us ?! She should be scared OF us !"

You take Tommy in your arms, praying whatever for him not be afraid or excite the creatures. However, your prayers are met with deaf ears as you can hear the poor boy's heart beat loudly against his ribcage. You look up to see that the two clowns hadn't missed it as they are now looking at Tommy with insane hungry smiles. Suddenly, Penny is on you and tears Tommy out of the safety of your arms. You stand up immediately and try to get back the boy, but Pennywise is quicker and stops you by restraining your arms with his own.

" Watch..This is what you get when you try to defy us.."

He whispers darkly in your ear while you start sobbing and begging Penny to let him go. But, he only shakes his head while trapping the now crying little boy against him. However, he seems to be hesitating, looking back and forth between you and Pennywise. You take that as a chance to convince him.

" Penny ! You're better than that ! I know you are ! Just..Mmmmppphhh !"

Pennywise muffles you with his gloved hand and yells at him.

" Penny ! Come on ! Are you really going to listen to that idiot ?! Come on ! Kill him !"

Penny glares at Pennywise barking him orders, clearly reluctant to obey the older clown and you decide to take it as an opportunity to bite down hard on his fingers. Pennywise finally frees you and sends you flying against a wall where you hit your head, hard. He growls in pain, his yellow eyes staring furiously at you as he shouts in your direction.

" That's it ! I'm going to eat you, you little witch !"

You close your eyes, waiting for the pain to come and open them again when you feel Pennywise taking you by the collar. He looks at Penny and open his mouth wide, ready to take a bite.

" See, Penny ?! Food ! That's all they are and all they'll always be ! Now, either you kill that kid or I kill her !"

Penny seems lost, he eyes you with what you can only imagine to be a silent apology as he opens his mouth wide and waits for Tommy to be caught in his headlights. He is about to kill Tommy when you have a sudden wave of adrenaline and push forward so you and Pennywise fall down, you on him. You are not afraid, not anymore..and you have to get Tommy out of this nightmare. You take a nearby hammer and use it to knock Pennywise out, knowing that it wouldn't kill him. You then look up at Penny, your chest heaving up and down from the effort and stand up to crouch in front of him. He tightens his hold on Tommy, but you try to relax him by extending your hand towards him with a warm smile.

" Come on Penny..I'll follow you and be with you and fear you forever..Isn't that what you want ?"

He glances down to Tommy before looking up at you and, to your surprise, pushes the child in your arms harshly. You look back at him with widened eyes, surprise that he would let him go so easily. But, he doesn't meet your gaze, he only stares at the ground and growls out.

" Take him and go."

You don't let him repeat himself before taking Tommy by the hand and running to the exit. You open the door and you both step outside. However, you let go of his hand and stay frozen. Tommy turns towards you and shouts.

" Miss Y/N ! Come on ! Let's get out of here !"

You look down at Tommy before smiling sadly.

" I'm afraid I can't, Tommy..I can't leave them."

He doesn't seem to understand, not that you expected him to anyway..He shakes his head and runs away. You make sure that he is far enough before sighing loudly and stepping back inside. The first thing that hits you is the heavy silence. As if nobody is there, but you know better. You had bought the house on Neibolt street because it was cheap, not expecting to meet the two inhuman being here. You had tried many things to keep them away. None of them had worked. They never left. You walk in the living room where there is no sign of the two clowns ever being present..You take a big gulp of air before sitting in a chair in front of your half-done paintings. You just had had the time to draw Pennywise in his favorite leather chair, his eyes the only thing showing something else than pure contempt. You think about it for a while and take another piece of paper to paint Penny on. You know that you should probably try to protect yourself or run like Tommy. But, everytime you thought about it, the same answer would come to you. Penny had shown mercy. He had actually shown mercy..You couldn't leave now, not when you had witnessed such progress. Plus, run where ? They would follow you or even worth, kill even more kids. You shiver at the thought alone..You look back at your now started painting and try to confer something a little bit more meaningful, that would actually translate this part of humanity that you had witnessed earlier. You're so absorbed that you don't notice the form emerging from the shadows to approach you, not until his breath hits the skin at the back of your neck. In a matter of minutes you are tackled to the floor by a very angry Penny that says in a low and very hoarse voice, very unlike him.

" I told you to go.."

You frown and take his hands to make him calm down by tracing circles on his open palms. He closes his eyes and his heavy breathing lowers to a, somehow normal rhythm. When he opens his eyes again, they are a bright baby blue and you smile tenderly at the tall clown that you've managed to calm down. He steps back and waits for an answer. Why didn't you run ?

" I think there is still hope for you, Penny. I promised myself to help you if I even saw a glimpse of hope for you two. And I did."

You slowly raise your hand to touch his cheek and, to your surprise, he closes his eyes and purrs like a big cat. However, the moment is cut short when you see another form standing in the doorway, his yellow eyes the only thing distinctive in the shadows that surround him. Penny feels his presence as well and stands up quickly to face Pennywise that seems in a foul mood as he continues to stare at you with his teeths bare. Suddenly, he takes a nearby metal stick and throws it in your direction, but Penny that had guessed his intention, pushes you out of the way to get impaled by the metal bar himself. You gasp in horror and quickly get back on your feet to run next to Penny that is now whimpering and groaning in pain, trying to get the object out of his chest. You want to give him a hand, but Pennywise appears behind you and drags you with him to the basement well. You claw and yell in order for him to let you go, but he doesn't and only growls warningly at you.

" Shut your mouth or I'll devour you right here and now.."

You hold back your tears and try to follow as best as you can while glancing back, wondering if Penny was following you.

" Don't bother..He's not coming."

You look up at Pennywise whose eyes had come back to a normal color, as he still holds you tightly against him. You finally end up in the familiar sewer place with the huge pile of toys and Pennywise tosses you on a nearby pile before crouching in front of you to stare at you, his gaze unfaltering. You try to stay as still as possible, not daring to blink as you don't know how he would react. Suddenly, without a warning, he pounces on you and raises his clawed hand, ready to strike and you shut your eyes, waiting for the pain that never comes. When you open one eye, you see that Pennywise still has his hand raised in the air, but his hand is..shaking ? Now that you think about it, his whole body his shaking. He seems to not be able to bring himself to execute his action as he finally gets up and walks back and forth, mumbling to himself in frustration.

" Why can't I do it ? What's stopping me ?! She's human..Only a stupid foolish kind-hearted human..I eat children ! Why would she be any different ?!"

Y/N..

You hear your name, but can't find where it is coming from. You blame it on your imagination and try to get back to the obviously upset clown.

Y/N..

It's louder. The voice is sweet and soothing like honey and you are suddenly drawn to the tree that you had drawn that seems to be glowing in the dark. The voice..it comes from it, you're sure of it.

Y/N..Join me..

You obey the mysterious voice and reach out to it by extending your hand towards the tree and, as soon as you touch it, you shift surroundings. You find yourself in a wild field of sunflowers and look around to find the one who had called your name. Strangely enough, you don't feel scared, you feel at peace and smile absent-mindedly as you can feel the soft petals under your fingertips. You tilt your head towards the sky and then, you see it. The huge turtle that seem to be observing you from afar with his huge gentle eyes. Suddenly, the same voice than before makes itself heard inside your head.

" Welcome, Y/N.."

You instantly know that the voice is the turtle's as he doesn't break your gaze. You smile politely before replying.

" Nice to meet you too. But, hum..Who are you ?"

He laughs in that very gravely and baritone voice that makes you think that he is quite old..older that Earth itself.

" My apologies. My name is Maturin, and I am a very old friend of Robert and Bob.."

You frown in confusion at the unknown names and he seems to notice as he quickly adds.

" Penny and Pennywise..I sometimes forget that they do not go by their human names anymore.."

You nod understandingly before going straight to the point.

" I don't want to be rude, but why am I here ?"

You can guess a smile on the turtle's face as he lands in front of you and answers your question with a slight chuckle.

" In all of my years as a living being, I never thought I would see the day when Penny and Pennywise would hesitate in their ways..And when I died, I was convinced that there would be no change for my brothers.."

Brothers..He is their brother ? Funny. They never mentioned him before..To your surprise, Maturin seems to laugh at your thoughts before answering you.

" It is not shocking. They do not like to talk about me..I think they are ashamed. They think I'm foolish for loving humankind. But, truth is, you are all important, as important as any living being in the universe..Something that my brothers seem to have forgotten over time..However, something tells me that you feel the same ? Humanity deserves to be saved, as well as my brothers."

He asks in a gentle tone and you nod in agreement.

" I do..Now, how about you explain to me what I'm really doing here, Maturin ?"

Maturin stays silent for a moment, maintaining the suspense until he finally admits.

" Because, I want you to take my place."

Your eyebrows shoot up in surprise and your mouth opens wide at his confession.

" T..take your place ?"

He nods affirmatively and you try to get back your cool while processing the information.

" How ? And especially, why ?"

He seems to meditate on the question before replying with another one of his enigmatic smiles.

" Because I've never seen the Penny Brothers fight over their hunger for so long for anyone..I've seen how little Penny seems to have a soft spot for you and Pennywise is not insensible to your kindness either. They are changing, Y/N..I don't know why or how, but you are changing them. This is why I think you are the best candidate to become my successor."

Suddenly, a bright green pendent appears in front of you and you gently take it in your hands to admire the smooth stone and the inscriptions on it. It is written in an ancient language, one that you don't know.

" This pendent will grant you my powers as long as you will carry it. Never lose it. It will offer you protection and powers beyond your imagination."

You look at the jewel for a while before putting it on. It sparkles in a very nice way and you want to look up to thank the turtle, but you find yourself in front of your tree again. You turn around to see Pennywise, still in conflict with himself and debating on what to do with you. However, Penny suddenly appears at the entrance, his eyes red in rage and he jumps on Pennywise to bite him in the shoulder, which earns him a loud inhuman shriek from Pennywise that uses his legs to get him off. The two beings are now facing each other with the most animalistic stares. You hurry to stand between them both and feel like a lion tamer as you extend your hands on each side of you, trying to calm them down.

" Stop ! You don't have to fight ! Penny I'm alright. I'm alive."

Penny seems relieved as he looks you up and down, verifying that you are still in one piece. But then..he notices the green pendent and all relief or joy leaves his face as he growls at you. He gives you such a dark and hostile look that you take a step back in shock. He stands up and points your pendant with an accusative glare.

" Where did you get that ?"

Pennywise, that had now circled around you to face you with Penny, pales perceptibly at the green object and falls backwards in visible terror. You try to help him get up, but Penny transforms. He grows into a 32 feet monster and you can see the fear in his eyes as his hand shifts into a huge claw-like hand. He yells at you with his eyes full of tears. You don't think you've ever seen him cry before..

" It's impossible ! We killed you ! You can't be here ! You can't be back !"

You understand that he's referring to the pendent and you encircle your hand around it defensively.

" Penny ! It's still me ! It's Y/N !"

He frowns in incomprehension, not believing you as you had the old turtle's necklace around your neck..He raises his hand and is about to lash out on you when you scream.

" STOP !"

Suddenly, you feel a sort of energy coursing through your veins being expulsed from your body, forming a shield around you that sends Penny flying. You open your eyes wide and your breath stops as you see the young clown on the floor. You run to kneel beside him and cradle his face as he looks at you with those wide blue eyes.

" I..I never wanted to kill you..I never wanted to kill you, brother..I'm sorry.."

You know that he is addressing himself to Maturin and you smile sadly at his apology. You try to comfort him the best you can by gently running your hand through his hair.

" I know, Bob..I know.."

You then stand up to face the darkness where you could see the vague form of Pennywise, surrounded by black smoke. He chuckles darkly before looking straight at you.

" I should have known the old turtle wouldn't leave until he found a successor..Never thought he would choose a human though.."

Your heartbeat quickens and both clowns let out a deep groan, as it had been days that they had fed on anything. They both look at you with orange glowing eyes and it takes all of your willpower not to quiver in fear. They are now controlled by their hunger and anger. Even Penny has limits, and you think that they both just reached it.

Think Y/N. Think.

You don't want to kill them. You just need to find something to help you as they are now approaching dangerously close. Suddenly, Penny's hand is on your upper leg and he uses it to yank you harshly towards them, or more under him. His drool falls on your face and you can see that he's holding back from just biting your head off. However, the older one doesn't have the same self-control and growls warningly at Penny to get out of his way. Soon, you get both clowns on top of you and they both lean in to smell your fear. Suddenly, Pennywise tries to take a bite out of your arm, but is stopped by an invisible force. They frown in confusion and try to attack you again, but as soon as their teeths are close to you, they are met with an invisible shield..like a shell. They let go of you and Pennywise groans in annoyance while trying to think of a solution. He then looks up at the light of the day and a small smile creeps on his face. They hadn't hunt for days..Maybe is it time to see what killing a victim in front of you would do ? They both look at each other and nod in agreement and you narrow your eyes, knowing that whatever the clowns are planning, it would not be good. You take a step forward and join your hands together to both of their astonishment.

" I beg of you..You've come so far. Do not let Maturin or me change that. You've come so close to understand how humans truly feel. Let me give you what you want. Let me give you what is missing you. I'm not going to hurt you. Never. Believe me. Please."

Pennywise shakes his head and screams in agony, clawing at his own chest.

" LIAR ! You're worse than HIM ! You give us false hope ! We already gave humanity a chance and they betrayed our trust ! How would you love monsters like us ?! Can you look at me in the eyes and promise me that if we let you change us, get back to the Light, you will never hurt us ?!"

You look at your hands and take a big breath before looking up at the both of them with a determined look. You step up and, to both of their surprises, take off the necklace.

" I trust you."

You simply say before putting the pendent on a nearby rock and extending your arms wide towards them. You close your eyes and wait for their next move. You don't need Maturin's power. You had spent these past weeks knowing these two beings and lived to tell the tale. They both tried to kill you, but couldn't. You trust them and even when they both tackle you to the ground, you forbid yourself to fear, even with their mouths wide open. You only take them in your arms and don't even feel their mouths slowly closing or their shaking hands positioning themselves on your back. You only open your eyes when you feel tears dropping on your shoulders. To your surprise, they had taken human forms. Pennywise is..younger than expected. He is blond, his face starred with freckles. He is quite different without his makeup, even though his eyebrows are in the same permanent frown that you had grown accustomed to. Pennywise on the other hand, has the same ginger hair and you could distinguish the familiar buck teeths past his lips. You guess that it must have been their primary forms and you only hold them tighter during that short time where both clowns let you see their weak side. However, they soon notice the shift in their bodies and jump back, looking at their hands and body as if for the first time. Penny is still the tallest and Pennywise quickly stands up to see himself in the mirror.

" WHAT THE HECK HAPPENED TO MY FACE ?!"

He touches his own face in shock and obvious confusion as Penny grabs his leg with interest and observes it with a small amused smile.

" I'VE GOT SHOES ! LOOK PENNYWISE, I'VE GOT SHOES !"

Penny looks at Pennywise with wide eyes full of child-like wonder as the other one only stares at him with disbelief at his immature reaction.

" THAT'S WHAT YOU NOTICED ?! IDIOT ! WE'RE HUMANS ! WE CAME BACK TO BEING FLESHLINGS ! IT'S A DISASTER !"

But the youngest one doesn't listen and only starts nomming on his own foot, his eyes slowly parting in different directions. Welp. You certainly didn't expect that. Pennywise walks towards Penny with a disgusted expression before forcing him to let go of his own leg. Suddenly, he looks at you. You gulp loudly at his narrowed eyes and he points his index accusatively at you.

" You..It's your fault."

You eyes widen in shock and you repeat, dumbfounded.

" Me ?"

" Yes ! You ! You witch, you cursed us !"

He takes a step towards you and what happens next is iconic of comic gags. He slips and they both fall on the floor to your greatest amusement. You can't help but burst out laughing, holding your stomach as you double in laughter. The two men look at you with widened eyes and you notice something else, Penny has bright blue eyes like in his clown form, but Pennywise' eyes are a dark green. Penny is more similar to his clown form than Pennywise. However, they are both pissed as you laughed at them and stand up to attack you. But then, they stop dead in their tracks and, take multiple sniffs in the air, as if searching for something.

" You..I can't smell you.."

Penny says with a frown and Pennywise grabs you harshly by the shoulders to inhale deeply in your hair, trying to understand why they had both lost their sense of smell. Everything is so strange now, they don't see as good as they used to, their sense of smell is gone, replaced by the usual human smell which makes them pick on the horrid smell of the sewers. Penny is gagging when he takes in the smell and Pennywise' eyes then rest of the green stone. Suddenly, he understands and loosens his hold on you to slowly slide to the floor in stupor at the realization.

" You made a vow.."

He finally mumbles, his state of shock momentarily lifted and both you and Penny frown in incomprehension.

" What do you mean a vow ?"

You finally ask and Pennywise laughs humorlessly before looking up at you.

" You idiot used the stone and promised us safety against our understanding for human feelings..Unfortunately, the stone has a mind if it's own and transformed us into actual humans."

You frown before taking the green stone and seeing that another symbol had appeared on the smooth surface.

" I..I'm sorry. How..How do we break the vow ?"

Penny frowns and responds, his voice devoided of any amusement or joy as he stares gravely at the stone.

" You don't break a vow..Not unless one of the two parties betray their promise. As we can't exactly not be human anymore..You'll have to hurt us."

This news sends cold shivers down your spine. You shake your head vividly while stammering.

" There..There must be another way..How do you even know about all that ?!"

Both men look at each other and sigh in unison before Pennywise answers you with a sad smile.

" Because that's how we were created.."

You open your eyes wide in shock and can't help but frown in confusion at what he means.

"..created ? What does that mean ?"

Pennywise sighs loudly, as if the question was bothering him more than anything, before falling down on his favorite leather chair.

" Ages ago, I asked for vengeance against humankind for what they had done to me and my family. I begged Maturin to give me powers and, he did..Unfortunately, it wasn't exactly the way I thought it would be..There was a price to pay for this power. Fear. I needed fear to survive."

Your eyes widen at the revelation and you then look at Penny that is perched on a nearby sewer pipe.

"And you ? What did you ask for ?"

He looks down at you and smirks before jumping off his roost. Pennywise crouches in front of you and looks straight in your eyes before replying in a small childish-like voice.

" Me ? I wished to never be hungry again.."

Your eyes widen at the irony of his punishment and you now understand how they had turned into those..things. You are deep in thought and don't see Pennywise getting out of his leatherchair, not until he takes you by the collar. He leans in so close that you can see sparkles of gold in his green eyes.

" Now, doll..You're going to turn us back."

You frown in incomprehension at his request. Turn them back ? Why would they want that ?

" B..But why ?"

Penny answers instead of Pennywise.

" Think. We are monsters that eat people. Without our powers, we will starve. And I refuse to ever go through that pain again, got it ?!"

You frown at the word "again" and shake you head before smiling up at Penny.

" Why would I do that ? Now that you're humans, you may eat whatever the human world offers. You don't need fear to survive. You can eat like me, like us. Don't you want to at least try ? Plus, what will happen to me if I break the vow ?!"

Pennywise scoffs before rudely letting you fall to the floor.

" Listen doll, who ever told you we wanted to go back to what we were ? There is a good reason why we decided to leave our pasts behind..And I'm not ready to go back to that."

Taken by a sudden wave of confidence, you put your fists on your waist and look up at them defiantly.

" You're only humans now ! Why would I obey you ? It's not like you can turn my greatest fears against me anymore ! I'm free !"

But, far from being intimidated, Pennywise only chuckles darkly while Penny' smile grows larger and creepier. In the bat of an eyelash, they are both on you and Pennywise bites down on your shoulder harshly while Penny keeps you still. You scream so loud that Penny has to muffle your mouth. You want to bite him as well, but Pennywise whispers something in your ear that makes you shiver and reconsider.

" Don't forget..You hurt us and goodbye friendly human neighbors and hello big nightmarish clowns..Now, still think that you are free, little one ?"

You can feel his eyes burning through your skull and you feel nauseous as the pain becomes vivid. Pennywise stands up and gives you a wide bloody smile.

" We may be humans, but never think that we're defenseless. Understood ?"

You nod vehemently, tears rolling down your cheeks and Penny then retracts his hand. Pennywise stands up and walks towards the trailer, not bothering to check if he had done any permanent damage. You suddenly remember something and yell at him.

" Hey ! You never answered me ! What will happen to me if I break the vow ?!"

Pennywise stands still for moment with his back turned to you before answering you on a rather emotionless tone.

" You'll die."

And with that, he walks away into their trailer. However, he then turns towards Penny with an evil smile, just before the door closes behind him.

" Oh ! And Penny ? You are allowed to take a bite if you want. It's only fair."

To your horror, Penny looks at your wound with..envy ? You try to resist, but the tallest clown only tightens his hold on you and, bends down to lick the wound. Fortunately, he quickly straightens up with a disgusted face and coughs out the iron taste.

" It tastes horrible !"

You suddenly have an idea and ask with a small uncomfortable smile.

" You like sweets, Penny..Right ?"

His eyes seem to brighten at the word sweet and he nods strongly up and down. You smile and try to talk him into following you to the outside world by using his sweet tooth.

" I've got plenty of sweets in my apartment. Plenty of food as well..Maybe, we could try to get up there when Pennywise is asleep and I can try to make something for the both of you ?"

You can see that he is thinking strongly about it with the amount of drool that runs down his chin. However, he suddenly smiles widely and shouts happily.

"Like a surprise party?!"

You laugh at his rather funny comparison, looks like he hadn't lost his child-like nature. It is endearing. You nod and his smile widens as he agrees promptly.

2h later :

As planned, Pennywise falls asleep in the trailer and it takes all of your might to stop the overenthusiastic Penny from squealing with excitement. You wince when you try to get up and your head is spinning because of the pain. But, Penny is there for you to use as a means of support and he quickly wraps his arm around you. You have never thought about it before, but since they used to be interdimensional demons, could he even find the exit under this form ? However, Penny seems confident enough, turning right and left, as if he could see in the dark. Your grip on his hand tightens as you are nervous about what will be his reaction once you get out of here. As none of them had ever left their den for anything else than hunting. Penny, sensing your nervousness, squeezes your hand slightly. You look up at him, surprised about his sudden comforting gesture, but he doesn't seem to have noticed. You finally arrive at the exit and this is when Penny strops dead in his tracks. You frown up at him in worry, but soon realize why he is paralyzed. He is as nervous as you. What you couldn't see under his tons of makeup is now clear on his face. He is biting his lower lip and looks at the numerous lights of the town with wide eyes, full of wonder at the new feelings that seem to wash over him. But also intimidated and very hesitant. You know he is about to get back in the sewers when you take both of his hands and smile up at him reassuringly, slowly leading him towards the exit.

" I promised I would never hurt you..Now, come on."

He finally lets himself be guided out and suddenly, the many different scents carried by the wind hit him and his eyes nearly sparkle when he opens them again. He doesn't even notice that he is now the one leading you forward, and you're more than happy to follow.

Here is the 2nd part ! If you want a 3rd, do not hesitate to leave a kudo or a comment. Those paintings do not belong to me ! I found them on a website that doesn't give the real authors, but I managed to find that the bottom one was from a company called fineart America. They, of course, belong to their respective owners and I only used them as a fan of fanart. 😁👍 Ps : also, I know it doesn't exactly follow the origin story of Pennywise, but I found it better this way and like the idea that the Penny Brothers were humans once.

#@marceline1212 #pennywise x reader #pennywise 2017 #pennywise 1990 #horror movies #Pennywise 1990 x Y/N x pennywise 2017

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Damp. Everything that surrounds you is damp. As you start to come to, you smell the stench. Sulfar. Confused, you try to open your eyes, brows furred as the light tries to chase away your sight. Your adrenaline pushes you to figure out where you are. Looking around weerily, you notice the familiar iron door. Your parents old farmhouse storm cellar. Opening and closing your eyes making sure this is what you're actually seeing. It's been years. Decades even since you've seen these walls. Theyre different now. Moldy, but with cobwebs. You start to realize you're strapped down on the old iron table you used to eat spaghettios on when the tornados hit. No use in trying to squirm your way to topple over. Your father bolted it down in the cement. How did you get here. As you push and strain yourself to remember, the door opens. A tall red flannel emerges, and you go cold...

Life wasn't always fighting monsters, and saving people. You had a family of your own, until the vampire mafia ripped in to town destroying everything in their path, including your home and everyone in it. You still remember their screams as you fled into the woods. Revenge is a choice you have to make, and it sure was a hell of a ride. In this life, you run into auhtorities, but very little hunters like yourself. After bumping into the Winchesters working a werewolf case, they sort of took you under their wing. Noticing you needed guidance, before you ever could. You were in constant rage, before meeting the boys. Searching for answers, and never being satisfied with the kill. It all blurred into a blood bath of vengence. A lot of trust, losses, and whiskey, but you found a new family. You need them as much as they need you. And just recently, it was Dean needing saving.

The mark had completely consumed him. Being the hero, the guinea pig, has led him to be desperate in saving the world. You knew he was always staying strong, putting on a good face for Sam, but deep down, he is slightly broken like the rest of you. His hope depleted as the mark's strength took over his judgement. He was like you were before they saved you, scared and fuming with anger. You're just trying to return the favor before he hurts anyone else, especially his brother Sam.

After months of research, you found something. Slight chance of hope in fixing Dean. Confiding in Sam, he decides to look for it himself. The word of God. Once touched by a demon, it is said to purify them. No one has seen it in over 100 years, but you got a lead. The only thing that's near impossible is finding Dean. So time to draw him out... He wants a fight, you'll bring him a fight.

Scrounging up as many demons as possible, making sure they're alive but bleeding, you make a devils trap and wait. You heard through demon grapevine, that Dean can sniff them out. He's the big bad now. Being a demon himself, he hates them even more, if that makes sense.

But your plan didn't work. There have been plenty of close calls while working on the job, but this wasn't just a regular monster case. It was so much more, and there's a lot at stake. You realize why you're scared. You're in a situation even you can't get out of alive. Fear sets in as Dean walks closer. Each step like a predator closing in on it's prey. That red shirt, being even more red than usual.

He smirks, “Welcome back sunshine. Thought I killed you too soon”.

Your head is pounding as you try to look at your body. Realizing its broken, bruised, and bloodied, you must have put up a fight.

“Oh that, sorry, I couldn't help myself. After I knocked you out, I had some fun.” Your heart is beating so fast as if it is going to jump out of your body. The last thing you want is for him to see you afraid. You try to muffle out his name, but your voice is hoarse. “Please don't speak, I don't want my ears to bleed as you plead with me.... or on the other hand, I'd love to hear you beg for your life”, he whispers the last part in your face.

Wincing at his words, you turn your head, and say “You're not you right now. We'll fix this, Dean.”

He puts his hands on your chin, for a second you think it's him. His oversized, warm strong hands that wouldn't hurt a fly unless it was unnatural.The ones who taught you martial arts, and the ever so famous air guitar. But looking into his eyes, noticing they are lacking the softness, they flicker, and those green eyes are no longer. Black eyes, and his hands smell of sulfar. “There's nothing to fix sweetheart, I'm better than ever.” he jerks his hand away making your head turn to face him. As he walks to the door to open it, you yell out, “Just get it over with and kill me already!” He stops, turns his head just so you can see his profile, and scoffs. Walking out, and leaving you alone once again.

Wondering where Sam is, you try to squirm free from being tied up.Your fastens on your wrist have some wiggle room. Using the pointiness of your sister's ruby class ring on your left hand, you try to cut the leather bands. It's going to take hours, but you're not giving up yet. You know there are only two ways out of this, and you'll be damed if you don't fight.

'Pour some sugar on me' plays from your cell phone. Sam's calling you, the signature ringtone for drunk, fun Sam. Reminding you of the nights at the roadhouse, playing the same G43 on the old jukebox driving Dean insane. While Sammy and you sang until your voices were unrecognizable.

The door opens, and you straighten up, not making a move to let Dean know you've been trying to break free. There's a cart that he's pushing inside, full of old kitchen utensils, some tools from a shed, and a few of Dean's things from the trunk of his Impala that have been missing since the mark took him over.

“I know you and Sam have been looking for me, trying to save me. I'm going to show you how much I don't want or need you two around. Lets send Sammy a message, hm?” He walks over to your jacket with your cellphone in it. Dean throws it in the air and catches it. Holding it like a gun, making fake noises pretending to shoot you. “Glad to see you havent lost your adolescent behavior”, you say, “I know you're still in there Dean”.

He puts your phone down on the cart, picking up a rusty knife used for cutting fish. “But I'm not, and I'm going to prove to you just how wrong you are about me.” He cuts your cheek, and you feel the skin break open, stinging.

“You can hurt me all you want, you'll just be hurting yourself.” You say and spit in his face. The dark smirk scurries from his face, and you know what's coming next is worst.

The torture that he tortured you with only stems from Hell. Picture after picture taken and sent to Sam. The laughing, the darkness, and the insults coming from him, you start to lose hope that Dean is even in there. You keep reminding yourself that demons lie. Not believing anything DemonDean says, even though you desperately want it to be true. The remarks about how he used to think about you like a little sister until a couple years ago when you got stood up on a date with some guy named Brett. Thinking back from a different perspective now, you realize Dean was the one there who saved you from getting kicked out of the restaurant for using up a table. Waiting for some loser you met online, but seeing Dean sitting down across from you, feeling a sense of clarity and sureness. But now ever since he's turned into something evil, he doesn't feel a thing at all for you or Sam.

In and out of consiousness, you decide you wouldn't give up on him. Even though your body is mangled, you keep pushing.

“Dean, this isn't the path your mother would have wanted. You have to know that. You don't want to let her down or she'd died for nothing.” You plead and try, but he slaps you hard in the face. The hit seemed personal, as if you were getting somewhere with him. You reason, “Isn't family what brings people together, it's what brought us together. Aren't we family, you could let me go, and Sam and I can help you see the light again. Just like your mom used to say right? The light will guide you home. Come home Dean!” Another blow to your head. He knocks you out again.

As you come to, Dean is reaching for the blade. He's actually going to use it on you, kill you. Coming to terms with your fate, you start to hum and mumble 'simple man by lynryd skynrd'. It was always your favorite. It was everyones favorite. You figured it was a good enough song to go out to. You peek open your eyes as much as you can. Throbbing and seeping blood, you're finally able to see Dean stop and stare at you. He drops the blade, looking down at the mark and then back at you. His face twisted, unsure of what is reality. You don't stop singing. Second verse, he's closer now. A single tear rolling down your face; knowing if he ever came back, got the mark off, he wouldn't forgive himself. Even when he's unable to save someone on a job, he's hard on himself. You can't imagine what he'll feel like, so you pity him.

He's closer now, hands around your throat. He's trying to fight you and himself. The pain and anger in his eyes turns black, then normal again. You look him straight in those familiar faint green eyes, and say your final words, “I forgive you.” The world goes dark.

Heaven was always described as 'your own personal paradise'. You're wondering why yours is in a hospital. White walls and curtains. The coldness in your nose suprises you. Who knew paradise would be so cold, gray, and foggy. Nothing was easy to make out, but you could definitely tell it was a hospital. You hate hospitals, confused as to why you're heaven isn't what you expected, you look around to see if there is a recognizable face. Hoping for maybe your Dad, Mom, or sister.

No one. There's a loud beeping noise and you look up to see a monitor. Looks like the vitals of a dead man. You start to wonder maybe God put you in the wrong paradise. So you pray. But words don't come out, and you drift back into the dark.

Blinking once, then twice, then several times. The light is bright. You can tell it's daytime. Still the same Heaven as before, but this time you feel everything. The pain, the tenderness. You remember, and know that you're not dead. Relieved, but still uncertain, you try to move. Expecting straps to hold you back, your right arm goes flying in the air. Not used to being free. You look down at your body. It's bandaged and braced. A mountain of a man peeks through the curtains. You have instant relief when you recognize Sam. He has the 'poor puppy eyes' look, and you put your hand on his. He grips it tight, but gentle enough. The gentle giant. Trying to let out a smile, a shadow lurks behind Sam. Instant fear as you realize it's Dean. Panic sets in, and your body cannot handle it. The monitors go off, you see Sam try to calm you down, and Dean sneaking away, head down, disgraced with himself. Nurses rush in with the Doctor to make sure you're okay. Tears well up in your eyes. You somehow cannot forget what Dean has done to you.

Weeks in the hospital, the only visitor you had was Sam. Trying to keep your spirits up, he shows you all of his research following up on possible cases. Between playing cards, reading books, and making fun of the new Taylor Swift song, you ask Sam, “How is he?”, and each answer is the same. “No better, no worse,” Sam replies. After the panic attack, Dean thought it best if he didn't show his face anymore to you. Once healed, you were allowed to go home as long as you didn't saw off the leg brace, and practice using the crutches. Knowing how stubborn you are, Sam rolled his eyes, and promised to watch over you.

Happy to finally break out, you laugh as you fumble with the crutches. Sam lets out a worrisome smile. “I'm fine Sam. Really.” You look up to him and give him a carefree toothy grin. Throwing all of your things into the impala, because Sam refused to drive “that stupid pink truck”, you beg Sam to let you pick the music.

Pulling up to the bunker, your stomach sinks a little. You know you'll have to face Dean eventually. Fogiving is easy for you, but forgetting is a whole other learning curve. Never being the one to admit you're wrong first, or facing real problems, you know it's somehting that needs to be worked on. Staring off into the distance a bit, Sam pulls you out of it as he opens the door. “We're stocked up on all your favorite foods, drinks, and even have Netflix!” He says, nudging you arm and attempting a playful laugh.

Weeks of healing, you finally are able to get up into your truck. You need some air, and desperately needed to get away. The outside world was calling your name, so were the pink wheels on that old ford. First hours, days, then weeks went by, and not a single glance from Dean. No words, no contact. Ignored you completely. Anytime you tried to reach him, asking to grab a drink at the dirty bird bar, to researching a simple ghost job, he pushed you away. You spent so much time in your room with your thoughts. Trying not to think about the event that almost ended you, and most importantly the relationship with Dean. Even Sammy has started treating you differently like you're broken. After Sam telling you to stay home again, while they hunt monsters, you'd had enough. Weekend getaway to a cabin in the woods. You leave your phone on your nighstand and decide you need some peace to clear your mind.

“Fill her up,” you say shutting off your truck to get gas. Getting out to grab snacks from inside, a long lost friend appears. Not able to look away from the light, he shields your eyes for you. You forgot how enchanthing the bright white was. “Cas what are you doing here?” You ask as you looks at you stearnly.

“I was told to keep a tab on you, and you left the bunker. So I'm here to bring you back.” He says reaching for your arm.

“Under who's orders?!” You demand. Not letting him answer you back away and say, “The boys? Really can't even get some fresh air!” Clearly angry, you hit your tailgate. Cas immediatley lays his hands on you to heal you. Being an angel has it's perks. But you wanted to feel something, Cas didn't exactly understand what being human was really like.

Brushing his hand away, you try to reason with him. “Go back to the bunker, grab my phone, and bring it to me. That way I have it on me in case I need anything. I'm still going on my very needed trip. What I don't need is a babysitter” Before you could blink twice, Cas had your phone in hand. “Do not turn this off and always keep this on you.” Rolling your eyes you respond sarcastically, “Thanks Dad. Can I leave now?” Clearly unsure of his decision, Cas side eyes you, but finally nods, and leaves you to your road trip snacking.

The cabin is the same as you left it two summers ago. A couple empty beers scattered, but the rest of the place in neat tidy order. Your mom always liked everything in a specific spot, and you try your best to remember that while staying there. Picking up the bottles to recycle them, you smile and remember the good times spent here with your family, both families. Thinking about the boys, you let out a sigh of relief. Thanking the angels that Sam showed up when he did in the storm cellar that day. The word of God being forcefully put in Dean's hands, purifying him instantly. A bright gold light shining through the brick like object, blasting Dean into Sam. His brother holding onto Dean as he comes to and realizes, he's saved. Sam's words will stay with you forever, that story will stay with you forever. You smile as you remember, you were the one who stalled Dean as Sam had come to the rescue.

“Oh shit!” You say as your line tugs and gets stronger. You were too busy admiring the cotton candy sunset to see your fishing line got a bite. It was a warm afternoon, but turning brisk fast. Fall was settling in, you could tell as the wing picked up every now and then. The trees leaves turning the auburn colors. Setting your beer down, you reel it in, but your bait is completely gone.

“You never were good at fishing.” You quickly stand from a lousy folded plastic chair, and turn around to find Dean, smiling at your loss. Clearly shocked, you ask “What are you doing here? Cas told you didn't he. Lousy friend.”

You put your pole down, and open the cooler to offer Dean a beer. He takes it and slowly sits down on the edge of the dock, feet dangling. You sit down next to him, opening your own beer. “Where's Sam?” you ask.

“Working the case still.” He notices your cocked eyebrow from a side glance. As if he would ever leave Sammy alone, he continues, “It's easy, just some pyscho vengeful ghost.” He sips his beer, straring at the now setting sun.

Getting straight to it, you ask, “Why are you here Dean?” Staring at him, you notice the weariness.

He lowers his head, gripping his beer tight. You see his shoulders move up and down slowly. Sighing heavily, he looks at you, completely looks at you for the first time. It catches your breath, because you have never seen a man so broken, Dean so vulnerable. You can tell he's been fighting with himself, beating himself up over the events that took place. Defeated, face full of hatred for himself, he doesn't say a word. You see his jaw tighten, his temples twitching. Reaching for his shoulder to show trust, but he pulls away shaking his head. “I don't trust myself with you” He musters, as he stands up to walk toward the cabin. Thinking about chasing after him, forcing him to talk, but you can't move. Like cement, you stay planted in your spot. The sun finally sets, but you still sit there, listening to the sound of the frogs.

Grabbing your things from the dock, you head inside. What could you say to make him believe you. Would you believe yourself if you said, “Everything is okay.”? Is it? Inside, you notice Dean is cleaning up what seems to be like the bathroom mirror. Understanding what just happened, you bend down to help and he stops you. Gripping your hands tight, he says “No. You don't need to clean up my mess. Any of my messes.” With a dustpan, he walks to the trash to dump the shards of glass.

“What's that suppose to mean? Am I not allowed to care? To try to save you from yourself?” He winces at the last part.

Turning around to face you, but leaning against the kitchen counter, he looks at you cold and promises, “You will never have to save me again. I will never hurt you or anyone else again.” He looks down and then back up into your eyes, moving towards the door, “You wanna know why I'm here? I came here to say goodbye.”

Stopping him dead in his tracks, you look up at him wondering how you and Sam could even survive without Dean. You start to cry. It's not like you to let anything out, but you stand there, tears pouring out of your face. “No.” was all you could muster up. Very stearn, you said it again, “No.” He grabs you and pulls you in close. Hanging on to eachother, as if it's the last time.

You both stay like this awhile, not realizing it's way over due. “You're not leaving us. We won't let you.” you say confidently, and at this he lets go. He tenses again, trying to be strong, and insists “You and Sammy have to let me go. I've been nothing but trouble. I'm bad. I'm not worth your lives.” Clearly needing reassurance, but not knowing how, you yell, “I went through all of that for nothing?!” Talking with your hands like usual, brows furious now, you continue, “After everything, you still think you're not worth it? Sam and I have done everything for you, for us, for this family.”

He turns his back on you holding back tears, but instead letting out his frustration, “You don't what it's like to need constant saving. I need control of myself, I don't have control.” He yells as he punches the wall. It startles you.

“Oh, I don't know what it's like?” you start, “You don't think that I was ever at a low in my life. What losing my family did to me, the things I did in return. It wasn't until you and your brother, that I finally found solace!” you scoff, “Please you're not the only broken one around here.” Realizing that anger isn't the route to go down, you quietly move toward him. Pushing back the fear that has been dormant, you hold his hand. “We are family.” you say softly. “Family doesnt end in blood.” You wipe away the blood trickling from his knuckle with your shirt.

His hands are shaking now, as he holds them up inching closer to your neck. You flinch, and he tries to pull away. You immediatley grab his hands, and put them to your cheeks, making his squish them together a little. Tears welling up in your eyes, you let out a low, “i'm a little guppy...” It was something you two always did to cheer eachother up. Getting the other to laugh when you're both at a low point has been almost like a game. So far, he's beeing in the lead. Before you can finish, his lips are on yours. Waves of heat roll from your head to your toes, your wet cheeks brushing his scruff, and you give in, even being scared and uncertain. Dean pulls away, looks at you stearn, and says “I'm going to miss you.”

You're still standing not sure of what just happened, and you hear the door slam shut. It seemed as though your feet wouldn't move, but then you finally took a deep breath, turned around and bolted out the door. He was getting in the impala, but before he could jet off, you opened that door and ripped him out. Standing toe to toe, you slap him. That bottled rage unleashes. Then you connect your fist to his face. Unprepared, Dean fell against the car. Shocked at how hard you hit, he starts to realize you're not going to stop, so he holds your hands down. Red in the face from anger, and him red because well there's now blood pouring from his nose, you finally relax so he loosens his rains on you.

“What was that?!” You ask. “Who do you think you are? That is not okay. I am not okay.” Turning around, hands on your hips, shaking your head. Instantly defensive, you gasp, turn to face him, and make sure he knows, “I am not like every other girl. I don't deserve to be treated like any other girl.” He opens his mouth to say something, but you immediatley talk over him, “You're going to have to kill me.” Dean looks at you clearly confused. “Why do I have to kill you?”

Walking back and forth now, you respond, “Over my dead body...You're not walking out on us. Not Sammy, not me. Not our future. People need us, they need you.” Stopping, and turning to face Dean, you say, “I need you. And if you get in that impala, you better have shot me first because I won't stop looking for you.” Walking toward him now, pointing your finger in his chest, you end with “I refuse to give up on you.” At that, he looks down at you, smirks, and responds, “You're stubborn, you know that?” You break a smile, and say “I learned from the best.” Throwing you over his shoulder, he walks into the cabin.

Completely surprised as to what took place last night, you turn around and look at Dean's green eyes. Understanding now, the feelings that were dormant for so long. Realizing now that DemonDean only told the truth to hurt you.You put your hand to his face, brushing his cheek with the back of your finger, and he closes his eyes to just feel your touch. “You're not allowed to leave.” He nods, reaches for your hand with his, and lightly kisses your fingers. “I will never forgive myself...” He says, and you respond instantly, with your pointer finger shooshing his lips, “I forgive you, and will continue to remind you that you're the good guy.” Closing your eyes, thinking about the first time meeting these boys, not knowing how they would change your life for the better, you smile. He rolls you over with ease, and tucks you in close to his warm naked chest. Deep, and grunting, he says your name into your hair. You lift your head a little to let him know you're listening, “hm?” “I don't deserve this” he says, “I don't deserve you.” You respond while picking his hand up moving it closer to your chest, “Neither do I.”

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