Supernatural One Shots

Just a fool.

After dating Lisa, Dean finds himself with you. But things aren't as amazing as you had hoped and find yourself doubting if he's over her.

Warning: Relationship doubting, drinking (by the reader)

Dean and I have been together six months now. I was there for him from the time we were kids. Then a year ago, after getting Sam back and Dean splitting with Lisa, things were different.

Six months ago he asked me to be his girlfriend, which I happily accepted. I have worried a few times about his feelings for her. I know he still cares about her and Ben, which to an extent I understand.

We actually saw them, across a parking lot the other day. He avoided looking at them once we all spotted them, and then he acted like he never saw them. Sam and I both agreed it was a really weird reaction.

We climbed into our motel beds, and he held me closer and tighter than usual. "I love you, baby.

"I love you too, Dean." We started saying it a couple weeks ago. I had waited for him to say it first.

"I'm so lucky to have you. You've always been there for me, and Sammy." He whispered, cuddling even closer and nuzzling into my neck.

"Well, yeah. You guys are my family." Then he kissed my head firmly and left his lips connected for a while.

I woke up in the dark to him thrashing around next to me. "Just wake him up." Sam said sleepily from his bed. I put my hand on Dean's chest.

"Dean, honey wake up." I said gently, but loud enough it should've woken him up.

"You can't! No! Lisa! Where's Lisa? I have to find her!" He called out.

My heart and stomach hit the floor. Sam was now sat up straight, and even in the dark I could see the sadness for me in those bugged out eyes. "Dean. Wake up." I said a little less gently this time.

"Lisa! I'll save you! Don't leave me again!" He sounded so upset and panicked. I couldn't take it anymore.

I got out of bed, making Sam sigh. "Hey... it's just a dream."

"It's fine. Um, don't mention it to him, okay?" I whispered.

He got out of his bed. "He doesn't mean it..."

"It's fine, Sam. I'm going to shower." I said.

"It's 4:15." He said back, meaning I should go back to bed.

"Let him sleep." I said and walked to the bathroom.

I shut the door and started the water. Then I sat on the closed toilet as the tears started. Of course that's still his nightmare; Lisa being in danger and then leaving him. I will always be second to her. I'll never have his love the way she did from the start.

I did actually get in the shower, hoping the warm water would calm my now worked up nerves.

When I got out I towel dried my hair, then pulled on my robe. I went to my bag with only the light from the bathroom and got clean clothes. Sam was now up too, and I could feel the vibe that he wanted to talk about it. So I ignored him and went back to get dressed.

I brushed my hair and then it was 4:40. I grabbed my laptop and sat as far from Dean as I could in this dumb small room. Sam came over to sit by me.

"It's fine, Sam. Let's just pretend it never even happened." I whispered.

"It clearly upset you. You should at least tell him." He gave me that damn Sam face.

"I'd rather not hear him confirm to me that he still loves her and still fears losing her. So, no." I said casually.