My Heart Just Melts And I Instantly Feel Good When I See Him Laughing And Happy.....

My heart just melts and I instantly feel good when I see him laughing and happy.....

Monster - Damon Salvatore Imagine

Summary: Damon shows what are seemingly his true colours, but are they really?

Stefan grabbed your arm and tugged you back. Your hand flew to your mouth as you gasped. Damon looked up from the girl he was with his eyes landing on you and his brother. The dark veins under his eyes prominent against his pale skin, the whites of his eyes turned red. 

He took his hands from her body and she dropped to the ground limp. Damon raised his hands and wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve. The veins began to recede towards his eyes and the red turned to white again. ‘Y/n’ He took a step towards you

Stefan pushed you behind him standing defensively in front of you. ‘Step aside Stefan’ Damon growled and you shrunk back further tremors running through your body. ‘No’ Stefan snapped. ‘Get out of my way’ Then Damon was suddenly in front of Stefan glaring at him. ‘Let me talk to her’ You stepped back away from them. ‘You won’t hurt her Damon’ Stefan moved blocking you from his brothers view. ‘Y/n, leave’ You stumbled back away from the men in front of you.

You back hit the railing of the steps and you stumbled falling back onto the steps. You grunted at the impact. Both their eyes fell on you and you tense. Damon stepped closer and Stefan put his hand on his brothers chest. ‘I won’t hurt her’ Damon grabbed his brother and straightened his arm. 

Stefan flew away from you both of you hitting the wall of the bar and falling to the ground. A squeak ripped its way from your lips. Damon used his vampire speed to appear before you crouching. This time you screamed and scrambled up the steps. ‘Y/n’ He reached out, his face soft and his eyes begging you not to run. Stefan appeared behind him yanking away.

Damon stood rounding on Stefan. ‘Stay out of it brother, this is between myself and her’ Stefan’s eyes landed on your terrified face. He moved to stand between you. Only he never made it. Damon reached out and snapped his neck. ‘I warned you brother’ Your eyes followed Stefan as he fell to the ground. You knew he would be alright but you never thought Damon would actually hurt his brother.

He turned to you. ‘Y/n’ His name left your lips in a soft plea. You turned and scrambled up the steps. Your feet pounded on the pavement as you reached the top and you tried to make it towards your car.

You ran right into something that wasn’t there a second ago. You gasped and and something wrapped around you stopping you from falling. ‘Y/n’ You jerked back but you were trapped. It was Damon. You raised your hands and brought your fists down on his chest. ‘LET ME GO’ You screamed at him. ‘GET AWAY FROM ME’ But he didn’t. He just held you to him as you pounded on his chest as hard as you could.

You felt his hand on your cheek and he tilted your head up. You froze your eyes wide. ‘Pl-please don’t hurt m-me’ You stuttered as your body began to shake. Damon furrowed his eyebrows. ‘I wouldn’t hurt you’ He shook his head. You gulped. ‘Yes you would’ You wiggled and raised your hand this time striking him across the face. His head snapped to the side

This finally gave you enough time to slip out from his grasp. ‘I wanted them to be wrong’ You whispered backing away from him. ‘But they’re not. Everything they said is true’ He reached out for you and you jerked your arm away. ‘You’re a monster. They were right’ The pleading look fell from Damon’s face and it hardened. ‘Is that right?’ He moved with speed again and was right in front of you with veins running down his face.

The scream caught in your throat. ‘Maybe I should show you what a monster looks like Y/n’ His fingers ran along your pulse point. Without your consent your fist came up and collided with his face as hard as it could. You took the time to weave around him and sprint to the car. You fumbled with the keys before sticking them in the ignition. You sent one look back towards your best friend before speeding out of the lot with him watching you.

Two days later you slouched walked slumped back into the room. You hadn’t seen Damon since you had ran away from him, Stefan had come over later that night to check on you and had let slip Damon was drinking himself into oblivion. And according to your friends he had kept it up since then. ‘I don’t want to go’ You complained tugging at the dress. Caroline, Elena and Bonnie all sat in your room. They all had their dresses on and Elena was doing her make up. Caroline, who was fully ready, was adding the finishing touches to Bonnie’s hair. 

You didn’t want to go to this stupid ball. Damon had been your date and the only reason you would go, at least he would have been some fun. ‘You’re going and that’s it’ Caroline scolded. ‘Now sit, I need to do something with those eyes’ You crossed your arms as Bonnie got up giving you a soft smile. ‘What’s wrong with them?’ You snapped

She rolled her eyes. ‘Apart from the fact that they look like you’ve been crying for the last two day, they’re beautiful’ She walked over to you grabbing you and dragging you over to the vanity. ‘There’s no point me even going’ You said as Caroline began to brush your hair. ‘I don’t have a date’ You seen Caroline roll her eyes. ‘You can hang out with us’ Elena smiled. God, you loved her. She hadn’t a bad bone in her body. ‘You have dates’ You grumbled as Caroline set to work.

You watched as all your friends danced. Caroline smiled as Matt spun her. Elena and Stefan just swayed back and forth deep in conversation. Bonnie and Jer stumbled over each other every now and then but giggling anyways. You sighed, you had been here for hours. You had danced with both Stefan and Matt and even Tyler for a little but that was the extent of your fun, minus the multiple drinks you had because you had nothing better to do. You bet they wouldn’t notice if you snuck away.

You swayed a little when you stood. You made your way around the dancefloor heading for the front door. The cool air hit you straight away and your head spun for a second. You decided to take a seat on the stone bench by the door until you got your head clear. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath in.

The music from inside could be heard, only interrupted by the sound of people chatting. You had been looking forward to this night for weeks, getting dressed up and spending the night dancing with Damon. That way he would have to pull you close and hold you. Your heart thumped at the thought of the blue eyed vampire holding you close, his arms around you, his body pressed against yours. You shook your head remembering the scene outside the bar. The blood, the girl, Stefan. ‘Shouldn’t a pretty thing like you be dancing?’ Your eyes shot open.

Damon stood leaning against the pillar of the house. His bright blue eyes were trained on you. He had his hands in his trousers. Your breath caught in your throat. But not because of fear. He looked amazing. His hair was parted normally, just the way you liked it. The suit was crisp and clean and fit him perfectly. The dicky bow he wore almost brought a smile to your face. He looked incredibly handsome, and the little smirk he wore just made it.

Then you remembered what he had done. You stood quickly and the world spun and blurred. ‘Woah’ You felt someone wrap their arms around you. ‘How much have you had to drink?’ He sounds serious as you clung to him waiting for the world to stand still again.

When it did you tried to push him away, but failed. ‘What are you doing here?’ You spat. He sighed and brought his hand up to brush the stray strand of hair from your face his other arm tightening around our waist. ‘I promised you I’d bring you, I am your date after all’ You scoffed and drew away from his hand. ‘I don’t need a date’ You grumbled. ‘Especially not you’ You heard his sigh and he tilted your head back up to look at his eyes.

You gulped. ‘Is that why you’re sitting out here all alone?’ You rolled your eyes. ‘You’re hilarious, now let go of me’ You wiggled but he just flatted his hand pulling you flush against him. ‘I’m sorry I scared you Y/n’ You froze. Damon Salvatore never apologised. ‘I snapped, I shouldn’t have’ His eyes scanned your face for any trace of forgiveness. ‘You drained her’ You whimpered. ‘I healed her afterwards, after you left, I went back. I promise’ You shook your head looking down at you hands that were gripping his suit jacket. 

You knew he could hurt you, but you didn’t feel scared, even after what you had seen. ‘I would never hurt you’ You jerked your head back up. ‘But it’s okay to hurt others?’ You snapped. ‘You swore you wouldn’t kill anyone. They told me yo-’ He pressed his finger to your lips. ‘Can you forget about them for a minute’ He growled and you tensed. ‘Can we focus on us?’ You gulped and your eyes widened. ‘There’s an us?’ You breathed your heart involuntarily speeding up.

He smiled a little. ‘Of course, you’re my best friend sweetie’ You gulped and looked away from him. ‘I didn’t kill her Y/n’ You pushed him away from you, the force causing you to stumble backwards and drop onto the bench again. Damon sighed and sat beside you causing you to scoot away from him. ‘You said you wouldn’t drink from anyone here’ He reached out taking your hand. ‘And’ You snapped. ‘You broke your brothers neck’ Damon smirked. ‘He wouldn’t let me close to you’ He shifted down the bench to sit beside you.

He wrapped his arm around your shoulders pulling you into him. ‘I had to explain myself to you, you looked at me like I was-’ He paused and sighed. ‘-Like I was a monster’ You looked up from his chest and seen his face. He was frowning. He was sad, you had known Damon for so long to read whatever emotion was behind those beautiful blue eyes of his. ‘I-I thought that, I really did’ You whispered and he looked down at you. ‘And I’m sorry I did, you’re a vampire. Of course you drink blood’ You pulled away slightly but he kept his arm around you. ‘I guess, I’ve never seen you feed before’ You shrugged

He nodded. ‘It just freaked me out, I’m sorry I freaked out’ You apologised. ‘But you still shouldn’t have done it’ You quipped and he smiled widely. ‘That’s become your favourite line huh?’ You shrugged. You said it to Damon enough, he was forever getting on people’s nerves. ‘It has to be with you’ You smiled up at him. ‘And you have to say sorry to your brother’ Damon growled.

You nudged him in the ribs with your elbow. ‘Yeah, yeah’ He grunted. You smiled. ‘Now’ Damon stood up and looked down at you. ‘If you want to leave, I’ll bring you home’ You furrowed your eyebrows. ‘What makes you think I want to leave?’ You crossed your arms. ‘I know you well enough to know if you didn’t want to leave you wouldn’t be out here’ He bent over his faces inches from yours as he smirked. ‘You’d be inside sitting by the bar’ You smirked knowing he had caught you. 

He knew exactly what you were doing before he arrived. ‘Yeah, but you’re here now, and you’ve put so much effort into that suit it would be a shame to go home. Plus I’ve been looking forwards to this for weeks’ Damon stood up laughing. He straightened his suit cleared his throat. ‘Well M’Lady’ He held out his hand to you. ‘Would you do the honour of a dance?’ You rolled your eyes but took his hand anyway.

Damon pulled you up steadying you with his hand on your hip. He smiled down at you. ‘I did not mean to scare you Y/n’ He said as he put your hand through the crook of his elbow resting your hand on his forearm as he brought you back inside the warm hall.

Damon lead you straight to the dancefloor. You smiled and he wrapped his arm around your waist pulling you to him. He took your hand in yours as you laid the other on his shoulder. He started to move bringing you with him. ‘I’m sorry I called you a monster Damon’ You breathed as he spun you. ‘You’ll just have to make it up to me’ He smirked winking at you.

You giggled and shook your head. ‘You look beautiful’ He pressed a kiss to your forehead. You smiled leaning closer to him a blush on your cheeks. ‘Thank you’ You smiled up at him your eyes meeting his as he smiled down at you  ‘Damon’ Stefan and Elena stepped in beside you two. ‘What are you doing here?’ He eyes his brother suspiciously. ‘Relax Stefan, I promised I wouldn’t leave my best friend here with you bores and I intend on keep that promise’ He gave his brother a hard look before turning and guiding you into the crowd.

Damon laid another shot in front of you. ‘Really?’ You giggled. ‘Another?’ He smiled at you and laid another three on the table. ‘Four?’ You rolled your eyes. ‘Blondie and blondie insisted on joining us’ He sat beside you draping his hand. He downed one of the shots. ‘Thought I needed a little something’ You rolled your eyes as he downed another shot.

Caroline slipped into the seat across from you and Matt next to her. She had a glass of something in her hand. ‘Don’t you think you’ve had enough?’ She eyed the shot in front of you with a disapproving smile. You tried to stop the smiled that crept onto your face as Damon reached out and pushed the glass closer to you. Caroline sent him a glare. ‘I think your right’ You whispered loud enough for only Damon to hear.

He smirked beside you as he downed his last shot and stifled a laugh. You reached down taking the glass in your hand and downing it. Caroline sighed and rolled her eyes. ‘I wouldn’t drink that, there’s probably something in it’ She glared at Damon. Matt laid his hand on her arm. ‘Only reason he’s here is to find his new victim’ You felt Damon tense and you reached out laying your hand on his thigh

He opened his mouth to quip back. ‘Quit it Car’ You snapped beating him to it. ‘He came to apologise and to keep me company. Leave him be’ Her eyes snapped back to you. ‘You wouldn’t be here if I hadn’t made you’ She leaned towards you as Matt tried to stop her. ‘I’d have left almost two hours if it hadn’t of been for him’ You sat back in your chair leaning on Damon’s arm. ‘She was miserable without you’ She turned on Damon knowing she had lost.

You loved Caroline, you did, with all your heart. She would fight tooth and nail for her friends. Especially when it came to Damon, she wasn’t too fond of him and your friendship with him had really put her out. While you were grateful for her she did tend to jump down Damon’s neck. A lot. ‘And I wasn’t?’ Damon snapped. 

You squeezed his leg but he ignored you. ‘You caused it’ She snapped. ‘Caroline’ You snapped. ‘We all make mistakes. I’m grateful you were there but there’s no need to start this now’ She rolled her eyes. ‘And he knows you wouldn’t want that and that’s why he showed up now. where has he been for the last two days’ She was back to attacking him again. ‘Look’ You took her hand. ‘We’re all having a good time, this can wait. While I’m grateful for you doing this Car, it shouldn’t be now’ She opened her mouth but you shook your head giving her a warning glance.

You pushed your chair back standing up. Damon’s hand pressed to the back of ‘And you know what Car, if he’s done something wrong to me. I’m the only one who can give him lip about it’ You grabbed Damon’s wrist and gave him a tug. He stood. ‘I’ll see you tomorrow Caroline’ You smiled at her before turning and dragging him away back to the dancefloor.

The rest of the night went off without a hitch. Damon danced with you and brought you drinks. He even gave you a foot massage when you complained about your feet being sore in heels. He had even brought you home after.

You leaned against the doorway before you opened the door. ‘So, what’s up?’ You asked. He furrowed his eyebrows tilting his head. ‘The being so nice to me tonight, you gave me a foot massage Damon’ You explained seeing his confusion. ‘So now I’m not allowed to make something up to you?’ The confused face slipped into his usual smirk.

You rolled your eyes. ‘Just because you turned up tonight and danced with me doesn’t mean you’ve made it up to me’ Damon’s face dropped and his mouth opened and closed like a fish. You giggled. ‘But that face does’ Damon narrowed his eyes at you. ‘That was mean, I was nothing but nice to you tonight’ You shrugged and turned putting the key in the door and opening it. ‘I know, and thank you. Really’ Damon smiled and leaned forwards pressing a kiss to your forehead. ‘I’ll pick you up tomorrow?’ You nodded and he smiled

You turned over in your bed with a sigh. It had been almost an hour of you trying to get to sleep and for some reason you couldn’t get comfortable. You let out a scream as you seen a shadow against the far wall. No sooner had you opened it then they covered your mouth quieting the scream. Damon looked down at you with wide eyes but a mischievous smirk on his face.

You reached out and smacked his arm. ‘What the hell Damon’ You complained when he took his hand away. ‘Had nothing to do’ He shrugged as you sat up. ‘So you thought being a creep and watching me sleep was the way to go?’ He chuckled sitting on the edge of the bed. ‘Well, I only came to check up on you’ He shrugged. ‘Get in’ You rolled your eyes knowing he had planned on staying awhile.

Damon chuckled and stood beginning to strip. ‘You know me too well’ Your eyes ran over his almost naked body and you felt yourself getting flushed. He pulled back the covers climbing into bed with you. He laid down putting one of his arms behind his head. ‘What’s wrong? It’s not like you haven’t seen me like this before’ He chuckled. You just grumbled incoherently and lay down turning your back to him. He chuckled and you felt the bed move and he wrapped an arm around you pulling you back into him.

You felt your almost bare back against his chest. You gulped being all too aware of your clothing, only wearing in a short tight pair of shorts and a sports bra. Damon tangled his legs with yours. His fingers tracing along the bare skin of your hip. ‘I making you nervous?’ His hot breath fanned across your neck the loose strands moving and tickling your neck. ‘You ask me that every time’ You whispered back. ‘And I always say no’ You both chuckled. This always happened, like some kind of routine you two had.

Damon and his ego. ‘Just checking’ That was his usual response. ‘Because I think I am, I can hear your heart’ That was not. His fingers trailed up your skin until it rested above your hand. ‘Grow up Damon’ You elbowed him. He chuckled and you felt him press his lips to the back of your neck.

You shrugged him off with a giggle. ‘Damon, quit it’ You grumbled trying to wiggle away from him. ‘I came here every night’ He mumbled burying his face in your neck. ‘Just to make sure you were okay’ You sighed and turned in his arms looking up at him. ‘You know, people wouldn’t be so harsh on you if you just showed them this side’ Damon rolled his eyes. ‘And let them think I’m soft?’ He scoffed and just smirked. ‘Plus it’s only for you’ The smirk turned into a smile.

Then he did something unexpected. Damon pressed his lips to yours. You tensed, never in a million years had you imagined Damon would kiss you. You leaned up into him and began to move your lips with him. HIs arm tightened around you.

After a moment he pulled away with a soft smile on his face. ‘Goodnight Y/n’ He breathed and turned onto his back bringing you with him. You smiled and cuddled into his chest as he brushed the hair out of your face. ‘I think I do make you nervous’ He chuckled. You groaned smacking his chest. ‘Shut up and sleep’ You grumbled but smiled when he kissed your forehead.

You fell asleep in Damon’s arms with a smile on your face, just like you did for many days that followed.

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Pure Soul - Sam Winchester Imagine

Summary: Cas calls in some help from a friend and she takes a liking to the tallest Winchester.

You heard gasps as yelps as you popped into the shabby Motel room. ‘Castiel’ You nodded to your brother. 'Winchesters’ You knew one of them, Dean, you had been one of the angels who had helped Castiel drag his soul out of hell. You had lead the charge into hell being one of the most experienced and Oldest Angels. It also helped that the first millennia after Lucifer had been banished to hell you would visit him.

Currently you were inhabiting a younger drug addict, who you had created the perfect life for in the back of her mind. Eliza was currently having a Sunday meal with her new husband and her four month old kid. She was over a year off heroin and didn't have one craving. Every night she thanked God for sending the angel she had prayed for so often to help her out. Little dis she know he wasn’t around, for a long while.

She had been the perfect vessel. No one would miss her when she disappeared there was no records of her for years. She was small barely above five foot and unassuming. No one would glance twice at her and if they did, she was too small and fragile, they wouldn't think she has harbouring an ancient warrior of heaven. Your eyes then landed on the taller but younger Winchester. 'So you are Luci's vessel' You mused. Your brother would be doing well.

He was tall and strong and was clearly adapted to a hard life. He would be a good vessel. Dean moved slightly in front of his brother and glared at you. 'Dean, Y/n means Sam no harm' Dean scoffed. 'Because he's Lucifer's vessel means she won’t kill him, not that she won't hurt him' You let out a laugh and flicked your wrist.

Dean flew back onto the bed and Castiel sighed. He knew what you were like. 'When you were in heaven Dean, the Angels didn't not find you because you were good at hiding, it was because I hid you' He sat up and reached for his gun which disappeared and appeared in yours. You smiled. 'Not that it would do anything but pinch but I prefer not to harm Eliza's body unless I have no other choice' You informed him. You looked back at Sam. 'Old Gabe told me he knows of a trick to get Luc back in his cage’ You seen him tense. ‘Don’t worry I’m the only Angel that knows and I’m fully behind it but how are you going to get him back in?’ The three of them exchanged glances.

Castiel stepped closer to you and laid a hand on your shoulder. ‘I have told you of the brothers plan’ You shook your head. ‘I am sorry Samuel but I can not allow you to do such a thing. Do you plan on overpowering him?’ You raised your eyebrows. ‘If you fail many human lives will be lost’ Sam opened his mouth but you seen Castiel shake his head and he closed it again. ‘Lucifer and Michael can not engage in a fight’ You seen Dean stand from the bed. ‘Your kind helped get him out of that cage’ He shouted. You glared at him. ‘I killed many of my brothers and sisters when I found them opening the seals’ You growled.

Your eyes began to glow. ‘You expect me to believe that you killed your own kind to save mine?’ His voice was raised. ‘You don’t know me Dean Winchester’ You shouted and Castiel moved between the two of you. ‘I have betrayed Heaven more times than you’ve woken up in the morning to help your kind’ You felt your anger rising, You tossed the gun onto the table on the far side of the room. ‘So you can shove your assumptions before I knock them out of you’ Everything was silent for a few seconds.

Until Sam began to laugh. It was a small chuckle at first but then it escalated into a full out booming laugh. You looked at his brother. ‘Something I’m missing?’ You pointed at Sam but Dean just shrugged and sat on the bed. You looked back at the younger brother. His hair had fallen down in front of his face. His eyes crinkled around his eyes and he held his stomach. You couldn’t help but let a small smile creep onto your own face.

It took him a while to recover but as he stood he beamed at you. ‘I’ve never seen someone shut Dean up like that’ You involuntarily let out a small giggle and shrugged feeling a little shy under the intensity of his gaze.

You had never felt shy before.

Shaking your self you took your eyes from the gorgeous human before you and looked at his brother. ‘I promise this will not hurt him’ You reached out and you took Sam’s face between your hands. You palms scraped against the rough stubble that was on his cheeks. You yanked him towards you.

He fell forward a little at the force of it and he caught your waist to steady himself. His finger curled around you and you tensed. His hands were so large. You heard Dean jump up from his spot and rush for you. Castiel intercepted him. ‘The hell you doing?’ He shouted. Your eyes met Sam’s. They were beautiful.

A dark green around the edges that got lighter and brighter as you looked towards the pupil. There was specks of gold and a light brown around his pupils. You were struck by the beauty of them as they widened. You just smiled and leaned your forehead against his and closed you eyes.

You allowed your consciousness to seep into his mind. At first he began to resist but then you overpowered him. Too easily. You felt his hands tighten on your waist. He leaned more heavily on you and you used your grace to keep the large man standing. You probed around every corner of his mind. You were often met with resistance in certain places, once he had almost resisted completely, for a second and then you had taken control of his whole mind.

You retreated and opened your eyes. Sam’s eyes were closed and you almost felt sad at the fact. You took your grace away and his body crumpled to the floor. You dropped to your knees holding his head. You placed in on your lap. ‘Hell you do to my brother you Bitch’ Dean shouted. Your fingers moved Sam’s brown locks out of his face.

You looked up at Dean. ‘I know Lucifer’s strength and how he works, I was testing Samuel’ He stopped struggling against your brother’s hold and went still. ‘Testing him?’ You nodded. ‘To see if he can resist Lucifer long enough to take control’ You looked back down at the giant man on the floor. He was so pure, even with the demonic influence. ‘Can he?’ Dean whispered. You ran your fingers along Sam’s cheekbones.

The tanned skin glowed blue under your fingertips. You nodded taking your fingers for his face and clicked them. Sam disappeared and appeared on the bed a second later. You stood and turned to Dean. ‘He will need help, something to ground him’ You explained. ‘I have given him some of my grace to make it easier for him that is why he is unconscious right now’ You dusted your legs off and straightened your skirt.

You strode over to Dean stopping before him. ‘I do not know if he is truly strong enough but I will allow him to try as I have seen how true he is’ You concluded. ‘Are you willing to let him go to Hell Dean? He will suffer’ Dean scoffed. ‘Sugar coat it why doncha’ You rolled your eyes. ‘I am telling the truth. He is going into a cage with Lucifer and maybe I’ll help and shove Michael in there too’ You spat the last Angels name, never had you gotten along with Michael. You seen him tear up and he looked away from you.

You could feel how much he was hurting. ‘I know you love him, I loved my brother when he went to Hell’ You murmured and reached out laying your hand on his arm. ‘It hurt me to see him down there, to see him suffering. Not as much as it will hurt you but I understand Dean. You will not like it but it will need to be done’ You let your grace rush over him and his eyes cleared. He looked back at you thankful.

You smiled softly at him. ‘I know where the cage is, I can not guarantee anything but I will try and save him’ Dean watched you for a moment before he wrapped his arms around you. He pulled you into his chest his hand holding your head to him. You awkwardly wrapped your arms around him patting his back. ‘Thank you’ He muttered into your hair.

You heard chuckle behind you. ‘You two getting along now?’ A rough gravelly voice behind you. You pulled from Dean and looked at Sam. He was sitting up on his elbows. ‘How long was I out?’ He asked. You began to walk over to the bed. ‘A moment or two’ You sat beside his hips on the bed facing him.

You heard the flutter of Castiel’s wings. ‘Where did they go?’ Sam asked his eyes going to the spot where both your brothers had stood a moment before. ‘They said something about Bobby SInger’ You lied easily. ‘Sam’ You reached out and put your hand on his thigh. ‘You have one of the purest soul I have seen in a long time’ His eyes snapped back to you and you smiled.

He sighed looking away from your eyes. ‘I know you believe you are a monster, I have been everywhere in this universe Sam, even the places I should not, like Hell’ You chuckled and reached out. Your finger hooked under his chin making him look at you. ‘And I have seen Monsters Sam, you are not a Monster’ He smiled sadly at you. ‘If you were a monster you would have embraced the Demon blood’ His hand wrapped around your wrist.

He pulled your hand away from him chin but kept his hand wrapped around your wrist as he placed it on his lap. ‘I did, with Ruby. And again with Famine’ You let out a short laugh. ‘No Samuel’ You twisted your hand and took his larger one in yours. ‘You didn’t embrace it, Ava did’ You squeezed his hand. ‘You used what you were given to make things better, you exorcised demons and now you are using it to put Luc back in Hell’  You smiled.

He shrugged. ‘Sam, listen to me alright?’ He looked away from your hand and met your eyes. Again you were struck by how beautiful they were. ‘You are the furthest thing from a monster I have ever met. I can see your soul, and it’s one of the purest I have ever seen inside anyone’ You reached out and pushed his hair back again. ‘All humans have the potential for good and evil inside them’ You placed your hand on his face again and he sighed leaning into it. ‘But what truly defines you is what you do with that and which one you act on it. You choose good’ You smiled at him.

He smiled back softly. ‘And I will not lie Samuel, you had more pulling you to bad yet you still choose good, even when you were drinking Demon blood, you still used it for good. That is not a monster’ You leaned forwards and pressed your lips to his forehead.

You pulled away and stood. ‘If you ever need anything Sam Winchester, pray. I will be listening’ He reached out to grab your hand. ‘What’s the cage like?’ He asked. You sighed and nudged his shoulder. Sam scooted over in the bed and you sat beside him. You both leaned against the headboard your arms pressed together. ‘It’s hell, it’s bad. I won’t lie’ You reached out and took his hand again. ‘But you tell Lucifer to take it easy on you or I will come down there and kick his ass’ You smiled up at him. He was staring straight ahead. ‘Sam’ You breathed.

He looked down at you. His eyes roaming over your face before looking into your eyes. If you had a soul you were sure he would be able to see it. ‘You will survive, trust me. I promise you, you will survive. I will make sure of that’ Sam squeezed your hand. ‘Will you be there when I jump?’ He whispered.

You thought about it and then nodded. ‘If you want me to be present, I will be. You are saving a lot of people, it is the least I can do’ You moved your thumb along his hand and you seen the blue glow from under your fingers. Sam must have seen it too because his head turned towards your hand that lay on your thigh. ‘It’s my grace, inside you’ You explained. ‘It will protect you, somewhat’ Sam stared at your hands for a moment before looking up at you. He smiled before his hand came up to cup your cheek. You smiled back at him.

Before you could do anything he leaned forwards and pressed his lips to yours. You froze for a second before closing your eyes. You felt his lips move on yours. You lifted your hand and tangled it in his hair. He leaned back a little but his hand held you to him. 

You followed him and threw your leg over his and straddled his lap. His hand detangled from yours and he wrapped his arm around your waist. You ran your fingers over his chest and then around to the back of his neck. He tightened his hold on you so your chest was flush against his. You rolled your hips and he moaned against your lips. You pulled away leaning your forehead against his. ‘Anything else I may do for you Samuel?’ You breathed. 

You heard him gulp before he tightened his hold on your waist and ground you down against the bulge in his jean. ‘Something I can do for you’ He tugged you back in for a kiss and you moaned as a jolt of pleasure ran through your body. You sighed and leaned closer to Sam, allowing him to show you that he wasn’t as pure as you had believed

Uhhhh Sam feels.... I love our adorable giant Moose <3 

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This Can’t Be Real - Dean Winchester Imagine

Dean x Reader

Warning: Blood and stabbing, death (kinda). Implied Smut

Summary : The Reader wakes up in a strange world, could this be real and could she finally be happy?

You woke with a start gasping as you sat bolt upright. Your head snapped from side to side looking around the room you were in. Confused you found yourself in a bedroom. It was homey, not a motel, but an actual homey bedroom. You heard a groan to your left and your head snapped around. Someone lay beside you.

A man. The covers down around his waist showing off the muscular back. You felt something tighten around your hips and you were tugged closer to this man. You glanced down to see his arm around you. But what made your eyes widen was the fact that you were naked. How the hell did this happen? completely panicked you grabbed the covers scrambling off the bed. Why were you in a strange house with a strange man? Your bare leg hit off the bedside table and a lamp wobbled. It was one you had been looking at in a catalogue a few days earlier. Wishing that you had a house so you could buy the pretty glass rose lamp. You reached to grab it but it had already tumbled from the wooden surface.

It hit the ground with a crash and one of the flowers shattered. There was a groan from the bed again and movement. Your head shot back towards the man. Only now that you really took time to look at him you weren’t all that sure he was a stranger. You knew that back and ass anywhere. ‘The hell?’ He grumbled his voice heavy with sleep.

Your eyes widened as they fell on the picture on the other bedside cabinet, on his side. There stood a photo of the two of you smiling. He had his arms wrapped around you and you were laughing as he rubbed his cheek to your. He groaned again and turned to look at you furrowing his eyebrows. ‘Dean?’ You breathed.

Dean reached out to you his fingers grasping the edge of the blanket. ‘Who else were ye expecting sweetheart?’ He gave the blanket a sharp tug and rather than have it fall from your body you allowed yourself to be dragged with it. Your knees hit the bed and you landed on your knees as he covered himself up a little.

He seemed to notice you were tense and sat up. ‘Jesus Dean’ You snapped closing your eyes. ‘Put some clothes on’ You heard him chuckle and felt his hands on your hips. They slid around the covers his fingers finding bare skin and before you could pull away he gave a sharp tug.

You squealed as you felt yourself collide with his hard body. He turned and you gasped feeling nothing but air for a second until your back hit the soft bed. You felt his weight on top of you the only thing between your naked bodies was the thin sheet. ‘You weren’t saying that last night Babe’ You felt his hot breath on your ear before you felt his mouth press kisses to your neck. ‘Dean’ You scolded opening your eyes.

What the hell was this? Was this some alternate reality you had been zapped to where yours and Dean’s relationship had actually worked out. Where you two had settled down, left the hunting life behind you, where he hadn’t decided he was poison to everyone around him and had pushed you away when you two had started getting serious. Maybe he hadn’t left you in that Motel after you two had that fight. Maybe he had come back and this was what your life would have been.

You let out a groan as Dean nipped at the skin at the base of your neck. ‘Stop’ You pushed him away and scooted away from him. He furrowed his eyebrows and a frown settled on his. ‘Sweetheart’ He reached out to you. ‘You alright?’ He sounded worried. You threw the covers at him and threw your legs over the bed running towards the door you had seen, it was slightly open and you could see a shower.

You yelped in pain as your foot stood on something sharp. You stopped and pulled your foot up off the floor. ‘Oh God’ You felt arms wrap around your waist. ‘I thought I heard something break’ Dean lifted you slightly and he brought you back to the bed sitting you down. He knelt before you and took your ankle in his hand. You remembered the last time he had taken your ankle in those hands. It had been months ago, and he had been dragging you down the bed so he could bring his talented mouth between your legs.

He gasped when he seen the underside of your foot. Panic spread across his face and he looked up at you. ‘I need to get you to the hospital. He stood and almost ran around the room. He grabbed his boxers pulling them on and then dress pants. He picked up your bra tossing it to you. You reached out and snatched it from the air. It was only then that you noticed the two rings around your finger. The first one had a small rose diamond in the centre of smaller dark red ones. The other was a silver wedding band. ‘I’m married’ You breathed out. You felt something hit your side and seen a tight black dress.

Looking up you seen Dean pulling on a black shirt. He froze turning to you. Your eyes roamed the skin that was still being shown by the nice unbuttoned shirt. ‘Sweetheart?’ He said tentatively looking at you as if you had lost your mind. He held up his hand and you seen a silver band on his fingers, exactly like yours. ‘You married me. Four years ago’ Your eyes widened and you gaped at him.

Your eyes fell back on this ring on your finger. ‘We’re married, for four years’ You gulped. This just got a hell of a lot more serious, and weird. You were married to Dean Winchester. Wait, that made you Y/n Winchester. ‘Y/n’ Dean took your hand his other coming to your chin making him look up at you. ‘You know this’ He breathed. ‘Please put on some clothes so I can take you to the hospital’ Your eyes fell back on your foot. There was three pieces of glass sticking out of your sole. The blood was running down your foot and dripping onto the carpet, damn that wasn’t going to be easy to get out, that carpet was light.

You pulled your hand from his and reached out touching his face. ‘Will you get me something other than this dress?’ You breathed looking into his eyes. He shot up and ran to the chest of drawers. His shirt billowed behind him giving you a nice view of the dark boxers peeking out over his pants He pulled out a pair of sweats and a loose top that must belong to him. He brought them back over to you. ‘Here’ He helped you pull the shirt over your head. ‘Can you please take this more serious Y/n’ He grumbled when you grabbed his hand. ‘Get me the med-kit Dean’ You ordered.

His eyes widened. ‘The med kit? What will you do with that? Wh-’ You leaned forwards and pressed your index finger to his full lips. ‘Dean’ You paused for a second. ‘Baby, please’ He nodded. ‘Put that on’ He gestured to the pants and it was only then that you remembered you were still half naked. You felt your face heat up. But he was your husband, well here and now he was. You grabbed the loose joggers and bent pulling them on.

Dean came back in from the bathroom and put the med kit down beside you. you reached over opening it. You propped your foot up on your leg and reached down pulling the glass from your foot. ‘Y/n’ Dean exclaimed grabbing your hands. ‘What are you doing?’ You looked up at his face. ‘It’s only a scratch, we’ve had worse’ You mumbled. Dean looked up at you his eyes wide and his mouth open, a horrified look on his face. ‘What?’ You furrowed your eyebrows. ‘Like the time you cut your palm making dinner and almost cried?’ You shook your head. ‘Or the time I was shot? Or stabbed by an Angel? Or tortured by demons?’ Dean reached up and felt your face.

He patted your face lightly before his large hand stayed on your forehead. ‘You ain’t burning up. Are you sick? Demons? Angels? When were you shot? When?’ He rushed and started to breath heavily. ‘Can you stop talking crap so I can get you to the hospital?’ You reached out and put your hands on his face. ‘Dean? Demons, as in Crowley. King of hell. Angels, one of our best friends is an angel, Cas, you remember Cas right?’ Dean nodded and you relaxed. ‘He owns the bar downtown that me and Sammy drink at?’ He said it as more of a question

You groaned. ‘Alright, just sit over there’ You let go of him and waved your hand towards the seat in the corner of the room. ‘I’m going to get my foot fixed up and then we’re going to sort this mess out’ You pushed his hands away from you and reached for the needle in the med-kit. ‘Y/n’ Dean exclaimed but you sent him a glare. ‘Give me a minute’ You snapped and you swatted his hand away threading the thread through the needle. ‘What are you doing?’ Dean’s voice was full of horror as you pinched your skin together.

Dean was leaning back in the chair his hand covering his face. You looked up at him after cutting the thread. You stood wincing a little as you took the first step. ’Dean’ You crouched down in front of him. Dean uncovered his face and leaned down. ‘Even after knowing you for ten years you still surprise me’ He leaned in and pressed his lips to yours. You sighed leaning up into him, your hands laid on his bare torso.

His arms wrapped around you and he lifted you onto his lap. You nestled into his lap straddling him. ‘Where did you learn that?’ He asked. ‘Internet?’ It came out as a question more than anything but he just hummed. ‘I have to learn how to be tougher if we’re going to have a kid don’t I?’ You tensed not knowing where that came from. You couldn’t have a kid, the life was to- You relaxed slightly, you weren’t in that life anymore.

Dean’s eyes lit up. ‘A kid? Are you?’ His eyes trailed down to your stomach. ‘Um, no’ You shook your head. He looked up at you through his lashes. ‘Damn it, and it’s not cos we ain’t trying’ You smiled leaning down pressing your lips to his again. His hand came up to cup your cheek as his tongue slipped past your lips massaging yours. He was just like you remembered. Perfect.

Dean pulled away and lifted you up. You giggled and wrapped your legs around his hips. He strolled over to the bed and then dropped to his knees before slowly letting you down onto your back. ‘I’m going to go call Mom say we can’t do dinner tonight and let you recover’ That made you tense. Mom? Was Dean’s Mom alive in this universe? You shook your head and gripped his shirt before he could climb off you. ‘No, no don’t’ You seen the smile creep up onto his face but he shook his head.

He pressed a kiss to your forehead. ‘Sweetheart, you’ve been weird all morning. Me and you are going to take the day off and I’m going to look after my wife’ You felt yourself melt and a large smile spread across your face. Now that you could get used to. ‘No, no I want to Dean’ You traced your fingers over his lips. ‘It’s not everyday I get to be a make dinner for my Husband’s Mother’ You giggled your fingers tracing from freckle to freckle. ‘I want us to be a family’ Dean furrowed his eyebrows.

He took your hand in his. ‘We already are’ He leaned down and kissed you lacing your fingers together. ‘How about we give it another go at starting our own?’ A sly smirk that you were used to spread across Dean’s handsome features. You squeezed his hand in yours.’Well we are married’ You slipped him over. ‘So I say it’s only the next logical step’ You beamed leaning down to press your lips to Dean’s full ones.

You pulled on the knee length blue dress and smoothed it down. You never had pretty things like that. You smiled as Dean came up behind you wrapping his arms around your waist. He pressed a kiss to your neck. ‘You doing this on purpose sweetheart?’ He grumbled  nuzzling into you. ‘I don’t know what you mean, my dear husband’ Dean chuckled looking up at you through your hair.

His bright green eyes met yours in the mirror and you melted back into his embrace. ‘You know what this dress does to me’ He grumbled and you furrowed your eyebrows. ‘You know everytime I see you in this I just want to bend you over the table and take you there and then’ You gasped slightly as Dean’s voice got huskier by the word. ‘Maybe you should’ You pushed yourself back onto his but his hands tightened on your hips. ‘You really want round three right now?’ You turned in his arms and pressed your lips to his as an answer.

You straightened your hair as you ran down the stairs. Dean was jogging down behind you. He swatted your ass and you giggled. He laughed behind you, god you loved hearing him laugh, he didn’t do that often. ‘Coming’ You shouted as the doorbell rang again. Dean ran into the kitchen shoving his shirt into his pants and sending you a wink over his shoulder. You took a second to compose your post orgasm self before flinging it open. You froze. ‘Jess?’ You breathed. Sam’s, dead, or not so dead, girlfriend stood in front of you looking very pregnant. ‘Y/n’ She beamed and threw her arms around your shoulders.

Sam watched her lovingly and then pulled you in for a hug when she pulled away. ‘Wow’ You breathed. ‘You’re-eh-big’ Jess swatted your arm. ‘You seen me yesterday silly and made the exact same comment’ You smiled widely at her, oh yes, Alternative Universe. You glanced down and caught a flash of silver.

They were married. ‘Y/n’ The blonde woman you had only seen in photos was next to throw her arms around you. ‘How are you? Thank’s for having this, myself and John have been looking forwards to this for a whole week’ You wrapped your arms around her squeezing her. This was the woman John and Dean had talked so highly of, who had given her life in that nursery. ‘Mrs Winchester’ You smiled at her. She chuckled. ‘How often are you going to play that one?’ You laughed along with her, well you presumed you called Dean’s Mother Mary. ‘Evening Kiddo’ John came in and gave you a side hug before handing you a bottle of wine.

He winked. ‘Because you and Dean need more wine’ You closed the door behind you as you all made your way into the dining room. You helped Dean dish out the food and settled into your own place. ‘How was your holiday sweetie?’ Mary asked Dean as you ate. ‘Awesome’ Dean beamed and winked at you. ‘We were glad you convinced us to go’ He took your hand and you smiled back at him. ‘A whole week with my girl’ You blushed and leaned over placing a kiss on his cheek. ‘He was amazing’ You lied clearly not remembering  whatever holiday they were talking about. ‘It’s no wonder I married this man’ Dean let out a loud laugh and shook his head. ‘God, it’s like you two are just married again’ Sam groaned and Jess smacked him on the arm.

She beamed at you two. ‘I think it’s adorable Y/n. I still love you two as much as the day I met you’ You blushed at the compliment. ‘You hear that husband. We’re the power couple’ Dean leaned down and pressed a kiss to your forehead. ‘I believe we are wife’ He chuckled. You heard Sam groan. ‘Trying to keep down this dinner here guys’ He grumbled and this time both Jess and his mother swatted him. John just laughed and shook his head. You snuck another kiss to Dean’s lips before beginning to eat again.

After dinner you watched the family from the kitchen. Sam, Dean and John were laughing at some joke and for the first time in a long time the boys looked genuinely happy. You sighed happy. Jess and Mary were sitting beside their husbands chatting. This was what life was supposed to be like, this family was supposed to be happy, complete. Dean looked away from his little brother his face lit up. He held out his hand and you smiled and walked over to him. You made sure to add some extra sway to your step and you seen his smile falter. His eyes trailed down your body and back up to your face.

He wrapped his arm around you and pulled you into his lap. 'Are you trying to kill me' He growled lowly into your ear. You giggled 'I brought you boys another beer' You laid the three beers on the table. John reached out and patted your knee. 'I don’t know how my son bagged such an amazing wife' He turned to Jess and winked. 'Either of them' Both Sam and Dean grumbled and you and Jess shared a look giggling. 'Some of your charm must have rubbed of on them' You shifted in Dean’s lap and wrapped your arm around his neck.

You tangled your fingers in his hair as John laughed at your comment. Dean pouted and pinched your thigh. You let out a small squeal and smacked his chest as he laughed. 'Awh don’t worry Baby, I’m not going to leave you for your Dad' Dean scoffed and tightened his hold on you. 'Hell you are' He grumbled. You giggled leaning down pressing a kiss to his cheek. Jess sighed happily. 'When we get to ten years together we better still be like that' Dean smiled up at you before turning to her. 'You’re having a kid, everything goes to hell after that' He chuckled and you swatted him again. 'Don’t listen to him' You soothed her.

Sam scoffed and wrapped his arm around his wife. 'Aren’t you two trying for one ever since Y/n got that promotion' He chuckled. Mary’s head shot to you two. 'You’re trying for a baby?' Dean groaned and glared at Sam 'Well, we have more time now and You weren't supposed to tell anyone' He snapped. And then he looked up at you with an apologetic face.

You dropped the bottles into the bin. 'I’m sorry I told Sam we were giving it a go. I know you didn’t want to tell them' You turned to see Dean standing in the doorway. 'So, we've been married' six years and together 10 how come we've never had a kid?' You asked leaning back on the worktop behind you. Dean walked into the kitchen. 'You aint mad?' You shook your head and seen his shoulders relax.

He placed his hands on either side of you caging you in. 'And you know we agreed not to have kids in our 20s to live life, and then you were working for that promotion' you reached out running your hands over his chest. 'Well I got it' You smiled and he nodded. You slipped your hands over his shoulders and grabbed the back of his neck pulling his lips down an inch from yours. 'And there’s the table' You giggled. Deans eyes darkened and his hands landed on your back as he slammed his lips to yours.

You opened the front door and Dean looked up from his seat on the porch. 'Can’t believe you kicked me outa the shower' He grumbled. You smiled as you sat beside him on the porch swing. 'I was trying to have a shower and you kept distracting me' You threw your legs over his and he began to massage your calves. You leaned your head on his shoulder. 'I had a good day today' You wrapped your hands around his bicep. Dean leaned down and pressed a kiss to your head.

You sighed looking out over the landscape. You and Dean had a two story house in the country. The town was seemingly only a five minute drive away, good for Dean who worked in the garage in town with his Dad. That made you happy beyond anything. Dean had always loved cars, especially the Impala, which was parked in the driveway right now. And the fact that he got on with his Father and it was a good relationship was even better.

And Sam, sam was happy too, he had been supported through Stanford and was successful. He had Jess and they were starting a family. He had gotten to know his mother and what it was like to be a family. And he only lived about 10 minutes away from his brother. Looks like even in this world you couldn’t separate those two

This was perfect. It was like your own perfect little world. You and Dean sat on the porch seat in silence for almost half an hour watching the sun go down. It had been so long since you had seen a sunset, and never with Dean. It was something you always wanted to do, just end your day with watching the sunset every day. ‘Can’t believe you made me promise to do this everyday’ Dean grumbled. ‘Remember the first day I missed it?’ He chuckled. ‘You didn’t talk to me all night’ You giggled. ‘Sounds like me’ You felt him press another kiss to your head.

You smiled and looked up at him through your lashes. ‘I love you Dean’ You whispered and he looked down at you with a smile. ‘I love you too Sweetheart’ You felt your heart swell. Dean had never told you he loved you before this day, this perfect day. It was too good to be true. You leaned up and pressed your lips to his again. You would never get over Dean Winchesters lips on yours.

You lay in bed your body pressed against Dean. Your head was rested on his chest. He was asleep his arm around you. You smiled. This life was perfect. It was everything you always wanted. A happy life, a good job. A husband who loved you, you starting a family. Sam and Dean were happy. It couldn’t be more perfect if you were to plan it out yourself.

You froze your eyes widening. It was perfect, perfect. You gulped and slipped out from under Dean’s arm. You found his shirt on the floor where you had dropped it earlier as you both stumbled into the room. You picked it up pulling it onto your bare body. You tip toed downstairs and over to where you had seen a laptop today. Opening it you searched for what you needed.

You stood by the counter the large carving knife in your hands. You sighed and closed your eyes. ‘Castiel’ You prayed harder than you ever had. ‘If you can hear me, please Cas,I need your help’ You waited for a moment, but no Cas. You knew this was too perfect, you knew it wasn’t real. ‘Y/n’ Your eyes shot open and you seen Dean standing in the doorward. ‘Sweetheart put down the knife’ His hands were head out and he genuinely looked terrified, his eyes wide. ‘You’re not real’ You breathed. ‘This isn’t real’ Dean moved closer. ‘You’re happy, what did I do wrong Babe?’ Your eyes narrowed. ‘Don’t do that’ You snapped. ‘Dean’ You sighed. ‘I love you, I do’ You felt the tip of the knife against your chest. ‘But his isn’t real, this is the djinn’ You closed your eyes again hearing him shouting at you as you plunged the knife into you.

Your eyes refused to open and you groaned. Your hand were tied above your head and you felt something prick your skin. You went slack again when you heard a noise. It wasn’t hard as you felt so weak. You heard a groan beside you and struggled to open you eyes again. This time it worked.

Only opening it a little you got a fuzzy imagine of a man standing beside you. His lips were wrapped around a red tube. You almost gagged realising he was sucking blood from it. Further away you seen another two figures behind him as well. They were strung up just like you. The djinn pulled away from the tube and looked between you all before turning.

You opened your eyes and looked up. The rope was looped around a meat hook. You moved your hands  up trying to push it off but even after 10 tries it wouldn’t work. You groaned and started twisting your wrists. It took you longer than you had hoped because you had to stop a few times due to exhaustion from blood loss. Finally one of your hands came free and you collapsed to the ground.

You breathed heavily and winced looking down at your arm. Blood was flowing freely from the gash that you had caused because you hadn’t been able to get the needle in your arm. You began to crawl over to your bag on the far side of the room. Your vision blurred but you stayed crawling.

Your fingers hit the course material as you heard footsteps behind you. You dug your hand around in the bag and felt something nick your finger. You grabbed it as something wrapped around your leg. It dragged you back to it. Using all your strength you turned over. You seen a pale grey hand with blue tattoos in front of you.

Your arm shot up and the man’s eyes widened and he croaked. Suddenly he fell forwards onto you. You groaned panting heavily.

It took you a few minutes to get the strength to shove him off you. Panting heavily you started to crawl towards the other victim. Then black.

When you came round again you heard shouts. ‘Y/n’ You recognised that voice. Sam. You tried calling out but your voice wasn’t working. Taking a deep breath you let out your loudest scream. It didn’t come out as loud but you did make a noise. You heard the shouts stop. ‘Cas, Dean I found her’ Faint footsteps got louder. ‘Y/n’ Hands landed on your shoulder.

You were turned over. The younger Winchester was leaning over you, his eyes wide and roaming your body. He cursed as his eyes landed on your arm. ‘Cas’ He shouted. ‘She’s bad’ You reached out and took his hand. ‘Check on them’ Your voice was hoarse, like you hadn’t spoken in weeks.

He looked away from you and at them. ‘Y/n’ Sam’s head snapped to the side and he nodded at someone. He stood and disappeared from your view. Then his brother appeared. Dean’s hands began to feel your body and he pressed on your arm. ‘Hey sweetheart, stay with me’ You smiled slightly at him. His eyes met yours and you sighed. Now you could die happy. ‘I- lo-ove yo-you D-Dean’ You coughed out as you felt your eyes getting heavy. ‘Y/n, y/n, no, stay with me’ But your eyes were already closing. ‘Sweetheart you ca-’ But when everything went dark again.

You rolled over and groaned. Then you remembered what happened. ‘Rest Y/n’ You sat up. Castiel stood at the end of the bed. ‘I was able to heal you and get you back to the bunker’ He explained catching your confused expression. ‘Dean has gone to grab food, he will be back in a moment’ He informed you. It was only then did you realise you were in Dean’s room in the bunker.

You looked down at your arm and seen it was completely healed. ‘How did you know where I was?’ You whispered. You were glad to realise that your voice wasn’t hoarse anymore. ‘I heard your prayer, although it was too faint I had to concentrate on it to get your location, it was not immediately clear’ You nodded. ‘Thank you, for saving my life’ You looked up at him. ‘You’re awake’ You looked towards the door to see Dean standing with a plate in his hand. 

There was a large sandwich on it. ‘I hope that’s mine, I’m starving’ He looked down at it and smiled. ‘I will leave you, Y/n, you must rest, you lost a substantial amount of blood’ Cas nodded at you both and then he disappeared.

Dean began walking towards you and then sat down beside you on the bed.  ‘Thank you for coming’ You whispered as he handed you half a sandwich. ‘Cas came in worried, we weren’ gonna stay here’ You nodded. ‘I’ll be out of your hair as soon as I can, I’m feeling okay’ Dean scoffed and almost choked on his sandwich. He put it back on the plate and then grabbed yours. ‘Hey’ You snapped glaring at him. ‘Hunting on your own is dangerous’ He scolded as he turned back to you after putting the plate on the bedside table.

That made your glare harden. ‘From now on, it’s me you and Sammy’ You opened your mouth to tell him off but he covered it with his hand. ‘No arguments’ You shoved him away. ‘You left me in a motel’ He smirked. ‘You told me ye loved me’ Your mouth opened and closed until you grunted. ‘I thought I was dying’ You crossed your arms. He just grunted before leaning in and pressing his lips to yours.

Your eyes widened before you closed them leaning into you. ‘Stay?’ He breathed after he pulled away. You nodded and seen him smile. He turned away and grabbed the plate again offering you your half again. You took it and smiled at him.

That night was spent in bed with Dean, watching some stupid comedy he loved and living out your perfect life, twice.

Looking at this now....I probably should have done this in two parts....woops

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