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A little bit Ghostly(SamxReader)

Characters: samxreader, briefly dean, cas 

warnings: pregnancy, swearing, death? i think.

Summary: Sam and Dean are ghosts but Y/n can’t get them back to their bodies. The boys end up finding their way back to the bunker five months later only to discover that sam is a soon to be father. Dean then vows to find a way to get them both back into their bodies.

A/N: okay so i’m sorry if this isn’t factually correct but i’m only on season five and i don’t know much about what cas can and can’t do. i’ve been reading other one shots and kind of gotten the jist of it. If you want to know how Sam and Dean get back please ask for a part two! if this gets good feedback then i will carry it on. I don’t have an update schedule but i write when i can. 

How could something like this happen?! You thought to yourself. You didn’t know weather to be mourning or angry. The boys had gotten Cas to turn them into ghosts for the hunt. They needed to talk to a reaper and you needed to do research. The boys found it weird that you willingly stayed at the bunker to research but they just put it down to your experience with reapers but little did they know it was because of the baby Winchester growing in your womb.

That was five months ago. You had no idea what had happened to them but you were starting to panic. You couldn't get them back in their bodies. You couldn’t even ask them for help because you had no idea where they’re spirits were. Castiel popped in occasionally and advised you to rest, but you couldn’t. You’d gotten Cas to do some mumbo jumbo on their bodies so they were reserved for when they eventually came back. 

You were waiting for Cas to pop in. Waiting on news to see where they were; Heaven, Hell, Purgatory? Your left hand was resting on your stomach, the visible bump calming you, letting you know that you could at least carry on the Winchester gene. Sam was your everything, so to carry his child and bring them up was a mission you’d made.  

You sighed, your right hand wiping tears from your eyes. You just wanted them back. The bunker felt so cold and lonely without the nitters back and forth or the laughing. It was just you now.

”Y/N, I have good news” A deep, stiff voice made you jump. 

You knew who it was, each word pronounced correctly. Cas.

”Jesus, Cas! Don’t scare me like that” You sniffed, rubbing at your wet eyes one last time before looking up at him. 

“I’m sorry. It’s been relayed back to me that they haven’t been seen anywhere.” He said slowly, trying not to anger you.

Standing slowly from the table, you clenched your fists at your sides. “They aren’t in hell! They aren’t in Heaven and they aren’t in Purgatory! Cas where the hell are they?!” You screamed as you broke down again.

“Y/N, I promise we will find them but you have to rest. Stress isn’t good for the baby” Cas said gently as he splayed a soft hand on your lower back.

Sam and were in the last motel you guys were at. They were hoping you were there. They had planned to move a vase off a table or something but came unstuck when you weren’t there. 

“Dean, I’m telling you, she’s at the bunker “ Sam sighed, looking around the two-bed room.

Dean turned to look at his brother with an annoyed glare. “ Sammy, we’ve been doing this for five months. we’ve been checking motel after motel! Why didn’t you mention that she could of been there months ago!” He shouted. 

You were family to Dean, he loved you like a sister and he knew you wouldn’t deal well with this. 

“ I’m sorry, I’m not perfect.” Sam snapped, all he wanted was to be close to you. “How do we get there?” He asked curiously.

Dean bit his lip in thought and shrugged. “We,uh, maybe poof there?” he struggled. 

“Okay, so, maybe we close our eyes and if we think about the bunker hard enough..we’ll be there?” Sam guessed. 

So they did. They tried it and luckily it worked. When they opened their eyes seconds later, they were stood in the kitchen of the bunker, right behind you and Cas. The brothers looked at each other in triumph, a large grin spreading across Dean’s face.

Sam watched as you fretted to Cas. “Cas, I need them home. I can’t rest!” You argued with the angel. 

“But Y/N you need to take care of yourself” Cas had crossed his arms, determined to make you rest.

Dean noticed you shiver and tense. “ Cas, is it me or is there a cold spot in here” You mumbled, head turning to look around. 

“ Sam, Dean?” He called before nodding, he could tell.

“They’re here” He smiled.

Sam didn’t like it, the way you looked right through him. He nearly choked when you turned around, his eyes were locked on your stomach. 

“ Sammy? I-I don’t know what to do. I’ve tried so hard.. I’m still looking.. I wont give up on you two. I promise” You mumbled, looking around wearily.

Your left hand came up to rub your bump, in an attempt of comfort. You sighed and began explaining. 

“I found out why I was sick.. on the morning we found the hunt. Sammy, Baby, I was going to tell when the hunt was over.. but..I can’t get you back. I promise i will.. and you’ll be an amazing daddy. Dean, i know you’ll be the best uncle ever..” You sobbed into your hand. “I need you guys”

Sam walked forward and reached out his hand, trying to touch you. An angry growl left his throat as it went straight through. 

“ Dean, we can’t stay dead. I can’t leave her like this.” Sam looked to his brother for comfort.

Dean had never seen his little brother so pained, he knew how much he loved you. 

“We will get out of this. You two will be happy. You’ll have your kid, get married and be the best damn father there is. I am telling you now Sammy!” Dean’s voice trembled as he too watched you pull yet another book from the pile on the table. 

How were they going to get back?

Ain’t nothing like a Trickster.

PART TWO OF ‘A LITTLE BIT GHOSTLY’

Part one

Pairing: Samxreader

Characters: Sam, Dean, Trickster,  Reader

Warnings: none?

A/N: Hey guys and girls, this is part two of “A little bit Ghostly”. So... who is behind this awful situation? I will admit, The first part lacked description and length. I will try to make this one better. I don’t know how many parts this will have, that depends on what you guys want. If you have any positive feedback let me know. As I said before; I’m sorry if this isn’t factually correct. I’m just trying to make it work. I’m only on season five but i’ve had so many spoilers. Please tell me what you think!

Sam stared at his body, noticing how peaceful it looked. His once tanned complexion now pale and un-moving. He wanted everything to fix itself. 

He had no idea why nothing was working. Cas couldn’t turn them back and the reverse spell didn’t work either. Someone had to be behind this. They had ‘Poofed’ back to the bunker two months ago, Dean was going crazy and so was Sam. 

The eldest brother was watching you frantically jot down an address on a scrap of paper. You were wearing one of Sam’s shirts, the front stretched out over your stomach. 

Dean had been working on moving things. He’d read a book title and if he concentrated on the book hard enough it would move and join your pile on the table. That was how you communicated. 

You were biting your lip and looking around when Dean turned to look at you again. A small smile made its way onto his lips. He was trying to work out what you were looking for, his eyes following everywhere you looked. 

“Dammit,Winchester. Where do you hide them?” You groaned, lifting books and boxes to try and find what you were looking for. 

Dean’s eyebrows furrowed as he followed you on the way to his room, pausing in the doorway as he took in the sight of his lifeless body on his bed. 

“Y/N, what are you doing?” He mumbled to himself. 

Your hands yanked open draw after draw, rummaging through. Your eyes widened as you took in just how many packs of condoms the man kept. 

“Jesus, you sure do take precautions” You mumbled as you stood and looked around the room once more.  

Dean smirked to himself and chuckled. He wasn’t too keen on you rummaging through his belongings but it seemed you were desperate. 

Dean’s smile fell as he witnessed you take a deep breath and stare at his body. You slowly shuffled forward and knelt on the bed beside him. 

“Oh, Dean..” You said quietly as your hand came up to brush his hair back. 

He had to look away, he couldn’t watch. It made him emotional. 

You lent down and kissed his forehead, moving your hand to his pocket and feeling around for the Impala keys. You then tried his other pocket and let out a displeased sound.

”No, Why did you give them to Sam?” You cried slightly. 

You couldn’t use your car, it was out of fuel and the breaks were sticking.Dean’s was the only option. 

“Dean, I don’t know if I can go into Sammy’s room” He heard your weak voice and turned to watch again. “It’s taking all I have just to sit here..” You held his cold hand. 

“ I think I have something.. so I’ll be back in a couple of days” You nodded to yourself and stood, rubbing both hands down your face.

You had to get the keys from Sam but you didn’t know if you could. Standing as straight as you could, you waddled slightly out of the room with Dean’s spirit in tow yet again. 

“I’m gonna start calling you penguin” He chuckled slightly as he crossed his arms. 

Sam was startled when he felt you walk right through him, he hated it. He turned to Dean and raised an eyebrow. 

“What do you want?” He asked his brother.

Dean looked over Sam’s shoulder, noting your emotional state and tensed his jaw. 

“We need to go to the car.” He stated as he gestured Sam to follow him. 

Sam did follow Dean, the two glancing at eachother before waiting. “So.. why are we here?” Sam rolled his eyes.”I think we have better things to worry about than your precious car, Dean!” Sam’s voice came out hard and strong.

“Just shut up and listen, Sam!” Dean snapped before continuing. “Y/N’s taking the Impala and going somewhere for a few days. We should keep an eye on her!” 

You held the keys in your hand, standing infront of the impala. You had thrown your bag into the trunk and grabbed Dean’s gun to carry in the front seat. 

The brothers glanced at eachother as they watched you struggle to fit comfortably in the car. You reached out for the lever to adjust the steering wheel, stopping it from pushing into the bump that is your stomach.

“Oh, come on Y/N. I had that just right” Dean groaned, leaning forward from the back.

“Dean, she can’t see us” The younger brother chuckled from the back.

“No she cant see us” They knew that voice anywhere. Trickster.

Dean whipped around and glared. “Is this your doing?!” He boomed, anger radiating off him.

“Now now. Thats not a way to talk to me if you want to get back, is it?” the Trickster chuckled. 

“Turn us back! Y/N needs us!” Sam pleaded, he knew there was someone behind this.

“Oh boo hoo. You know this crap nearly made me shed a tear.” The trickster chuckled. “I’ll turn you back, once you’ve learned your lesson”

“What lesson?” Sam rushed out, becoming impatient.

“When you realize making stupid decisions like this could cost you your life! You know.. I might wait just a little while longer..” He grinned before disappearing.