Crowley. Uggh why was he back? You did not want to see him ever again. Putting it nicely, you hated his guts. He brought nothing but trouble to the boys.
"I wanna have a little chat about Dean."
This was not going to end well. You could tell.
"What the heck do you want Crowley? Dean asked, starting to get pissed.
"Well first off, I don't appreciate you tone Dean. And second of all, you need to stop this little game of yours. You need to get this mark under control or let it consume you. I'm tired of picking up the mess you leave behind on one of your killing sprees. I don't want to have to kill you, but my guys keep cleaning up your mess." Dean was infuriated now. "You can't control it so just let it take over. Become a demon. Join me Dean." Crowley taunted as he got closer to Dean.
Dean had gathered enough strength to reach for the first blade in his pocket and grab ahold of it. The blade lit the fire in him and Dean's arm violently shook. He got himself off of the tree, and began heading for Crowley. He was going to kill, or at least try, again, and you knew for sure that Crowley had demons hiding all over. He gets closer to Crowley, and you know he is not going to make it out alive if he tries to kill him.
"Dean! You have to fight this. Don't try to kill him. Not today. Now is not the time." You try to convince Dean. He is unconvinced, and continues to inch forward.
"Listen to her Dean!" Sam shouts desperately. "I want Crowley dead as much as you, but don't do this now."
"Dean! Stop. Please. Stop for me. I don't want to lose you, and you won't make it out alive if you do this. Please Dean!!!" Something about what you said must have gotten through because he drops the knife, and grabs his arm before losing some strength and almost collapsing completely.
"I'd be careful if I were you." Crowley says while looking at you. "Remember Dean, I warned you." Then Crowley disappeared. You fall to the ground heavily after being released from the tree. You rush over to Dean and help him up. He's ok. The three of you walk back to the bunker completely in silence, until Dean starts to speak.
"I already know what you're gonna say Dean, so don't. It's ok. Don't worry about it, we'll figure it out." You say with as much consolation as you are capable of applying. He gives you a nod, confirming you were right about what he was going to say, and giving you a silent thank you. Sam stays quiet, and doesn't say a word to Dean for the majority of the day that you ended up spending watching random tv shows that never had anything interesting on. It was really just a day that all of you spent inside your own thoughts. Occasionally you would sneak glances at the boys and notice that they were deep in thought as well.
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Married to a Moose (a supernatural imagine fanfic)
Fanfiction*I changed the name to better fit the story* Hunting with the Winchesters and married to the moose. Having adventures with the boys and discovering what it's like to live with them both. There's ups, there's downs, but all in all, you're a Wincheste...
