Our Love Will Last

Dean

Dean often finds himself daydreaming about Lucas. That one little boy that turned his life around. The little boy that drew him so many brilliant pictures. Man, did Dean love those pictures.

Sam was growing more and more concerned for his brother. "Dean, are you alright? You seem very upset lately." Sam asked. "Is something wrong?"

"Everything is wrong!" Dean yelled, pounding his fist on the door of the Impala. Sam flinched and scooted away from his brother.

"Dude, calm down. I'm sorry you feel like you can't tell me, but at least get some sleep. I'll drive." Sam offered.

Dean huffed, but gave in and let sleep take him in.

*
"Lucas!" Dean shouted. "Lucas, where are you?" Dean was getting more and more frantic searching for the boy. He ran into the boy's house and called his name. He searched everywhere; but never did Dean see him.
Dean ran back out the door. Suddenly he found himself right in front of the lake. The lake Lucas almost drowned in. Dean's breathing quickened. "Lucas?"
Suddenly, he heard thrashing in the water. "Dean! Dean, please. Help!" called a voice. Dean's heart sped up.
Dean ran out onto the dock and searched. Searched for him. Lucas.
He saw a mop of long hair that could only be Lucas'. Dean dove into the water.
He swam closer and closer. Dean wrapped his arms around Lucas' cold, wet body and swam him back to shore.
"Oh my- Lucas? Are you alright?" Dean asked. Lucas looked up at Dean through his small eyes.
"Dean. I missed you, Dean." he responded. Dean felt tears coming. "I missed you too, little guy."
Before Dean registered what was happening, Lucas pressed his small, wet lips to Dean's. Dean's eyes widened in shock.
Lucas pulled away and shivered. "I'm cold, Dean." he said curling into a ball.
"Shh, it'll be alright." Dean paused before adding "I love you, Lucas."
Lucas' small eyes lit up. "I-I love-" Lucas stopped.
His body tensed up and his eyes started twitching. Worry flooded Dean. "L-Lucas? What's wrong?" he asked.
Lucas' eyes turned black. He started to cough. He wouldn't stop. He coughed so hard that blood started coming up. Suddenly, blood started pouring out of his mouth. Dean jumped up in shock.
Lucas slumped over. "Lucas?" Dean leaned over Lucas and tried to touch him.
Lucas hissed and Dean jumped away. His black eyes stared into Dean. Dean was a bit frightened.
Lucas stood up. "You will die. You will die. You will die." Lucas started chanting. "You will die!"
Dean was at a loss for words. He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing would come out.
"Lucas is in trouble. Deep trouble." he said. Dean furrowed his eyebrows. Why would Lucas say that Lucas is in trouble?
Suddenly, Lucas vanished and Dean was left alone. "Lucas! Lucas come back! No no no." he frantically whispered.
*
Dean woke with a start. He was sweating. He tried to catch his breath. Dean turned to find Sam staring at him. "What?" he snapped.

Sam looked away, but began speaking. "Are you sure you're okay?"

Dean rolled his eyes. "Yes, Sam. Now stop asking me!" Sam nodded then asked. "What did you dream about?

Dean hesitated. "Uh, nothing." Sam pulled over on the side of the road then turned to Dean. "Was it about Lucas?"

If Dean was driving, he probably would've slammed on the brakes. Or if he was drinking something he would've spit it out all over Sam.

"N-no? How did you know?" Dean stuttered. Sam laughed. "Well, you were shouting his name over and over again in your sleep."

Sam turned serious and stared at Dean. "Really, Dean. Why do you spend so much time thinking about a little boy?" Sam chuckled a little bit.

Dean glared harshly at him. "He's not just a little boy. He's so much more. I'm telling you, Sam, there's just something about him."

Sam shook his head. "Whatever you say." A thought popped in Dean's head. 'Lucas is in trouble.' said the voice.

Dean sat up abruptly. "Sam. Turn around. Now."

Sam stared at Dean in disbelief. "Seriously? No way. I-"

"Now!" Dean snapped. The boy he loves is in danger and he has to stop it. "Is this about Lucas? Because he's fine and-" Sam tried to say.

"No, he's not fine. Anything but. In my dream, he said he was in danger." Dean said seriously.

"Wait," Sam paused. "Lucas told you that Lucas is in danger? How does that even make sense?"

"No. Something possessed him. Turn around, Sam! Please!" Dean shouted.

"No Dean. Lucas is fine. Nothing is wrong, but we have to keep going. Let's stop here for the night." Sam pulled in to the motel nearby.

They exited the Impala and got themselves a room in the motel. Dean plopped himself on a bed and sighed.

He waited until it got darker and Sam was asleep before he stood up. "Lucas," he whispered. "I'm coming."
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So here is my #Ducas fanfiction from Supernatural. If you don't remember Lucas, he's the quiet boy Dean saves from drowning and he drew pictures for Dean.

Let me just tell you now before you get all grossed out, this is a joke. My friends and I made this up and I know that Dean would never like a boy like 20 years younger than him (exaggerating, I know)

THIS IS FOR FUN JUST LAUGH at the fact that Dean and Lucas are obviously in love ;) and #ducas is forever.

Thank youuuu.
-sparklenat24

This great ducas ff, aka the best supernatural story you'll ever read JUST KIDDING.
I also know this is very inaccurate but I'm only on like the 7th episode, okay.